Some of you may not know that I officiated the wedding (one of the four five) of Pamela Anderson and Kid Rock. I don’t talk a lot about my intermingling with the music industry, in fact, I’ve only mentioned it one other time in my post about going to Michael Jackson’s wedding.

I don’t know why I tend to avoid those subjects, but alas, this one was interesting enough to share.

When they asked me to perform the ceremony, I was, of course, very flattered, but there was a slight problem. They wanted to get married in a Presbyterian church, and I am not a Presbyterian minister. The families were gathered at the church inspecting and determining if this was really where they wanted the service, and I had attempted to tell them about this minor issue several times to no avail.

I realized they were close to making a decision on the church, so I told the entire party they had come meet with me outside. I sat them down and just put it out there…”I am not a Presbyterian minister! I am ordained by the Universal Life Church, yes, but not a Presbyterian church, therefore, I can not do a service here.” They were rather upset, as you can imagine, but they still wanted the service to be held at this church, and they still wanted me to perform it.

My main concern was not where they held the service, but that the service was not some dull and droll religious ceremony that did not reflect the very unique personalities and styles of Pam and Kid. And trust me, they have very unique styles. So I told them they should keep me on as a consultant and we would figure out the rest later. I would still help them plan the wedding, work with them on their vows, and make absolutely sure they had a successful day, regardless of whether the church allowed me to perform the actual service. That worked for them, so off we went.

I don’t want to give away all the secrets of the elaborate preparation (which included contracted with 3 bands, and 2 catering companies – one of which was exclusively vegetarian), so let’s flash forward to the wedding day. Let me tell you, this was a wedding like none other, except maybe Michael Jackson’s.

The day started out with a bang. Pam was busy with her bridesmaids getting all dolled up in her organic fibre wedding gown. I’m not sure why people even bother with white any more…the original meaning of that has been lost for good I think. Especially with these two lovely folks.

Kid was with the kids. Literally. Each of them have kids so he was getting into the tux with all of them clamoring around and being obnoxious, as kids will be. But eventually everyone in the wedding party made their way to the church. After about a month of begging and pleading partnering with the local pastor and elders of the church, I was allowed to perform the service. They realized that the exposure (and money) for the church was not something they were going to pass up.

I have to say, the place was packed. It was more like a rock concert than a wedding. Anyone who is anyone in the music industry was there. Clive Davis, Simon Cowell of American Idol fame, Mick Jagger, and numerous other friends of Kid. Pamela’s folks were also in attendance, including the entire cast of “VIP”. I was actually quite thrilled to see them there, as I’ve always had a thing for Tasha. Thankfully I got to spend some time chatting with them at the reception, so it was all worthwhile. Too bad they couldn’t keep their cars from the show – they were pretty snazzy.

The ceremony was unlike any religious themed service you may have been to before, in fact, there was as little religion as possible. And talk about music. Every other moment there was a musical interlude, either done by a live band (2 just for the ceremony), or pre-recorded. We wanted to have a service that reflected their unique personalities, remember? Well needless to say, they are both rockers.

No one in the congregation was allowed to wear animal products…Pam made sure this requirement was on the invitations, and I’ll tell you, there were a few rockers there who were longing for their leather pants, but they had to make due with all natural fibres. At any rate…the service went off without a hitch.

Each of them had prepared their own vows, with a little assistance from me, and it was actually quite entertaining listening to them dote on each other, in a somewhat sappy way. This wasn’t their first go around, so there were some inside jokes about previous marriages, and committing at least for the time being. It’s probably a good thing, because we all know what happened.

The reception was lovely. When you’ve got two people who both have a ton of money individually, they can afford to throw a kiss-*ss reception, complete with live band (Kid did a few numbers with them), food like you’ve never seen before (mostly vegetarian from one of the companies), and party favours for everyone (when you have that much money, you can afford $5000 gift bags for everyone in attendance, and I’d like to just say, I really enjoyed my trip to Hawaii, thanks Pam/Kid!). It was quite the Hollywood-esque gala, even though it was in the fellowship hall of the Presbyterian church.

Regardless of the eventual outcome of their relationship, it was a joyous day, and I’m all for a big party when it comes to weddings. In fact, I’m more interested in the party than the wedding in most cases. But hey, a wedding is a good excuse to celebrate, so I say everyone should do it once or twice, or three or four times in their lifetime .

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