Abaad Behram, a longtime guitarist and singer in D.C.-area rock-and- roll bands, performs with Johnny Bombay and the Reactions (including drummer Doug Tull) at a recent reunion gig. (J. Scott Watson)

When Abaad Behram got the call from his doctor two years ago confirming that the lump in his neck was a tumor, he knew exactly what to do: embark on a long-planned European vacation with his partner, Barbara King Mingo.

“I took my cancer on holiday,” Abaad, 61, told me. “We went to Switzerland, Montreaux, Copenhagen. . . . We went to Venice. I took that cancer everywhere, man.”

And when they got back, Abaad started seven weeks of intense radiation therapy. Five times a week, he went to Inova Fairfax Hospital and donned a protective mask that had been molded to cover his head and shoulders, leaving part of his throat exposed. He was bolted to a table, and the tumor was irradiated like a hot dog in a microwave.

I’ve known Abaad — or known of him, anyway — for more than 30 years. He’s a rock-and-roll guitarist and singer who was in such memorable local bands as Razz, Artful Dodger and the Howling Mad. Imagine if Mick Jagger and Keith Richards had simultaneously fathered a child with a Bollywood actress. The result would be Abaad, who moved with his parents from India to Northern Virginia in 1969, when he was 15.

We expect rock stars to die in plane crashes or from drug overdoses, clad in tight pants and velvet frock coats, not to perish from head and neck cancer, ushered out wearing a flimsy hospital gown.

After Abaad Behram finished radiation treatment for a tumor in his neck, his  partner, Barbara King Mingo, turned the protective mask he wore during treatment into a work of art . (Photo by Barbara King Mingo)

Abaad was never going to wear the gown.

“I did little things so I would keep my personality and my sense of normalcy intact,” he said. “I said, ‘Do I really have to wear the gown?’ They said, ‘No, not really.’ ”

So he didn’t. And when Abaad discovered that the soundtrack to his treatments was often icky pop — Justin Bieber and the like — he asked if he could hook up his iPad. “I’d play Django Reinhardt, whatever music I wanted to,” he said. “They were very gracious about that.”

So many musicians don’t have health insurance. Abaad does. In the 1990s, he started working in Fairfax County schools as a music therapist. He earned bachelor’s and master’s degrees, and today he is a special education teacher at Franklin Middle School in Chantilly, Va.

Cancer scares a lot of people, Abaad said. “I’m not saying it didn’t scare me, but I didn’t stay scared. That’s where that rock-and-roll element comes in: All right, we’re here. What are we going to do?”

One thing Barbara did was make art. She’s an instructional assistant at Fairfax’s Fairhill Elementary and an artist. When Abaad’s radiation treatment was over, she took his protective mask and embellished it, covering it with beads and sequins. There’s a guitar, an apple (representing teaching), a fish and a crab (Abaad’s a Pisces; Barbara’s a Cancer), teardrops under one eye. 

“I see one side of the mask as being light and the other side as being darkness,” Barbara said. “Half of it is pain; half of it is healing.”

The result is both beautiful and discomfiting.

Of all Abaad’s musical incarnations, I think my favorite was Johnny Bombay and the Reactions, the band he fronted in the early 1980s. Their song “Ramona” — you can find it on YouTube — is three minutes of marvelously dirty guitars over a slinky groove.

He’s resurrected that band — with many of the original members — and will play Friday at Villain & Saint, in Bethesda, Md., with Jake Starr and the Delicious Fullness. (Disclosure: I’ve played in bands that have opened for Abaad and Jake.)

The radiation treatments — and subsequent chemotherapy — were successful, but Abaad was left with damaged salivary glands, causing a dry spot in his throat. Does that make it hard to sing?

He laughed. “I just have myself another scotch and go for broke,” Abaad said. “What else are you going to do?”

It’s only rock-and-roll . . .

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