Originally Posted By: HearToLearn
I'm sorry Eddie, I have tried again and again, I just can't picture you at the Debbie Gibson concert.


It was actually funny and kind of a totality of circumstances thing. It was August of 1988 and she was not quite yet 18 years old. And this 37 year old man was a fan because she wrote her own music AND I knew she would have a great band behind her. (She HAD to!) My band of the time abused me regularly about that! And on my birthday in June of that year they bought me 2 tickets to her concert and a t-shirt with her picture on it. She played at our locally famous outdoor venue called Blossom Music Center. I took my "concert" girlfriend of the time (more on that later) and got to our seats in time for a really AWFUL opening act. She came on and the music behind her was as good as I expected. She was REALLY juvenile but she wasn't really there to entertain dirty old men. Her audience was 14 and I had a better time checking out the moms that drove their daughters out there than anything. She was an adorable 17 year old kid, dressed in 1987 hipster clothes, including that little skipper hat she wore, and she did 35 minutes, her whole album, and was done. No encore.

The girlfriend thing was unique. I had a concert girlfriend, a movies girlfriend, a sports girlfriend, and a dinner girlfriend. They each liked doing ONLY that (i.e. movie girl hated sports, sports girl hated dressing up for dinner, etc) and they all knew about each other. It worked because none of us was actually looking for anything more than casual fun times.

I DID feel out of place at that concert, which was strange because I had never felt that way before. And it has happened only once since. I wanted to see Daughtry when he came to Cleveland. He played at an auditorium on the Cleveland State campus. I went by myself because he IS an acquired taste. I never saw so many men in leather pants in one place before or since, and I may have been the only straight male in that building. I left before his encore to beat the traffic, but man, he is an outstanding singer. Great band too. I kept looking for, but did not find, that hot ex-stripper he was married to at the time (And might still be. I don't really follow the guy.)

For the record, MY fat azz was NOT in leather pants. The ASPCA has laws against killing enough cows at one time to wrap this body in leather.

Last edited by eddie1261; 09/21/21 09:34 AM.