2-7-10
Yes, it’s Super Bowl Sunday and yes, I’m very excited to watch the game later today.
That said, last night I took a trip into trying to relive my youth (along with thousands of other middle-aged women) and went to see Davey Jones (from The Monkees) and David Cassiday (The Partridge Family).
Now, in case you’re too young or too old to remember these shows, both of these gentlemen were teen idols, back in the late sixties, early seventies. David Cassidy was on the cover of Life Magazine in 1972 (as he took pains to tell us) and on several others. Very, very popular (and cute, or as I’d say then Foxy). I even had a poster of David Cassidy on my wall. Yep, I was hot for him back then.
Now, not so much.
First off, the concert felt awfully lame. Both these men are now in their sixties, or about to be (David Cassidy is 59 I believe) and I think they both have had work done (as in plastic surgery, ie, face lifts – especially Cassidy). I don’t know this for a fact, but I’d bet money on it.
The low point of this concert was watching Davey Jones flash his “Man Boobs” at us. Seriously.
The most amusing point was how so many women my age or older – rushed the stage, screaming and waving their hands about.
From David Cassidy’s multiple equipment malfunctions – guitars not working and out of tune – to the posturing and strutting about on the stage – to Cassidy’s ridiculous covering of Cream and various other artists, while doling out an occasional Partridge family song to the screaming (??) women, the thing was sad. Pitiful, actually. Not like the Eagle’s concert, where they had a new album to promote but still performed generous previous hits. AND the Eagles were, as always, fantastic.
This wasn’t even in the same league and, while I know it’s not fair to compare David Cassidy or Davey Jones to a band as wonderful as The Eagles, the least they could have done was play more of the hits that made them so popular. I had the albums. I know.
