Erin is right, you have to read this. And I dare you to not snort so hard you swallow your tongue.
Hey, I was there in 1984 too! That was an amazing show. I saw Bowie the next weekend — on my 16th birthday no less. That was mumble-mumble years ago, and it is still one of the best memories of that decade.
Oh, and just an aside here. Yesterday evening Robbie was examining my feet and said “Mommy, why do you have cracks on your feet? And why are they so hard? And I think you need to shave. Today.”
Sigh.
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i was at that day on the green concert too. fun times indeed.
Damn perceptive kids!
green with envy i am, ’bout the Police. where i live, Platinum Blonde was the only act to visit in 1984…and in 1985, sadly. they were my first two concerts.
i finally saw Bowie in 1990, on the Sound and Vision tour. but oh, the Police and Bowie in one week in 1984? i cream myself.
Need to shave?!?!
My neighbour’s 5 year old told me that I need to have a bath and get my son dressed. All in good taste, of course…