ok, wait...let me explain--
i was 13...13...and i loved bobby sherman--even now, i still have great affection for him
he was my teen idol! i had the posters, i had the records...everything
i saw him live at the shady grove music theater in gaithersburg, maryland in the early 70s, (although i couldn't hear a thing for all the screaming girls).
the jury may be out on his talent, but he seems like a good guy and, c'mon, he was very cute..come on, admit it! he is still a good looking man...
the autograph on the above photo i got when i was 40--
one sunday on the way to a gig, i heard that my teen idol, bobby sherman, was playing with davey jones, from the monkees, and that guy from the herman's hermits...i can't remember his name--in some kind of reunion show
it sounded bizzare; i had to go
taking a u-tour on the way to the gig, i went back home, got my bobby sherman fan club book circa 1972 and headed to the venue, pier 6, on the water in downtown baltimore. if you're from charm city you know that pier 6 is a place for those performers 'on their way up and on their way down...way down.' think spinal tap...
i walked to pier 6 and there, in front of a high, locked chain-link fence, were about 100 overweight, balding women waiting: waiting for bobby, davey and shit, what is that guy's name?!? NOONE -- RIGHT PETER NOONE!
mind you, these women have to be my age because we all have the same teen idols from the same time period--
unnerved by this revelation, i sat on my guitar case just as the tour manager opened the locked fence--he walked toward me and started making small-talk...after making a pass, i told him i'd accept his dinner invitation if he could get me bobby sherman's autograph -- which he did...
after dinner with tour guy in little italy, i felt he acted a bit inappropriately and so he was promptly deposited at his hotel--
later at home, asleep under my black eye shades, the phone rang...it was the tour dude, he was calling to make sure i knew that he was in possession of male genitalia...as in 'did i forget to remind you that i have a penis?'
i politely said good-bye, hung up the phone and put my black eye-shades on hiding from the world once again~
