"Girl, look what you've done to me
Me, and my whole world,
Girl, you brought the sun to me,
With yours smile, you did it girl"
One afternoon this week, after I got home from work and was getting ready to cook supper, I turned on to the Hallmark Channel to find my favorite episode of The Brady Bunch....the one with Davy Jones from the Monkees! Seeing Davy in all his cuteness, it brought back memories of my years that I thought he hung the moon. It saddens my heart to think he passed away last year.
After seeing Davy that day, it made me think of all of the obsessions I've had for entertainers since I was about 8 years old. I can't help myself! I get fixated on a handsome face with a singing voice and I'm turned into a puddle of goo at the mere mention of their name!
My first "boyfriend" was Paul McCartney of The Beatles. I remember so well watching him on The Ed Sullivan show when I was in the 3rd & 4th grade when we lived in Olla, La. My best friend at the time was Trudy Jeter and she actually had several Beatle albums. I only had just a few 45rpm records but oh, how I longed to have one of their albums. I just loved Paul with those sad, puppy dog eyes!
To this day, I still love me some Paul McCartney, even if he is 70 years old and I'm still hoping I get to see him one day in concert.
A couple of years later, still loving Paul, my attention is rudely taken from him and onto another Englishman named Davy Jones of The Monkees. My obsession for Davy was far more intense than it was for Paul. Maybe this was because I was now a older 10 year old! My every thought, every day was on Davy. Could any boy ever be that cute?
I started buying teen magazine about this time just to get my fix of Davy. I had 16 Magazine, Tiger Beat and Fave among the list of many. I got my first Monkee album for my 10th birthday and it's a wonder the grooves were not completely worn out. I would take my little transistor radio and change the dial continuously trying to hear
Daydream Believer on different stations. Many a time I can remember wanting to watch The Monkees on Monday night only to have my dad and brothers overrule me so they could watch Rat Patrol (for those who don't remember this show, the guy that plays Victor Newman on Young & The Restless got his start on this show playing a German officer). I was totally consumed with Davy but after a couple of years, The Monkees popularity was waning. It was then my focus shifted to a new guy on the scene, Bobby Sherman!
We were living in Vidalia, La. by this time and my new best friend was Toby Templeton. She shared my love of Bobby and in the summer of 1969, her parents took us to Shreveport, La. to see him in concert (it was my first concert, ever). I was still buying teen magazines by the dozens and my parents actually bought his albums for me. I know many an hour was spent in my room listening to my little stereo with the fold down turntable!
Alas, once again, fame starts to fade on poor old Bobby Sherman but hark....I hear the high pitched squealing singing voice of my next obsession....Donny Osmond!
Oh my goodness, Donny Osmond was the cutest thing EVER! What was even better, we were the same age.....12! I actually had a chance with someone that wasn't in their 20's! It's pretty safe to say that Donny Osmond totally consumed my every waking thought! I had every one of his records and got to see him in concert in 1970 in Jackson, Ms. with my friend Toby. I recall standing on our chairs screaming at the top of our lungs (now I realize I was just practicing for things to come) watching my precious Donny in his white double knit jumpsuit with the purple scarf!
After being married and having two boys, I fall hard again. This guy was no singer but an actor! He was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever layed eyes on....Mel Gibson!!!!
How could any man possibly be this beautiful? Since he didn't have a singing career, I had to settle on just getting to see him on screen but the movies were just too far apart! I would just watch his movies over and over, never getting enough of those blue eyes of his.
Nothing in my obsessions from earlier years put together match the one I have for this guy! I can't explain it! After my first concert experience in Feb. 2006 when he called me up to the stage in the middle of the show, I haven't been right! I've traveled to places I'd never been, I've met many new friends, found a love of photography and discovered so much about myself because of my obsession with Keith. It's hard to explain...he came around at a time when my boys were grown and out of the house. I had time to do what I wanted to do. I've lost count at the number of shows I've been to all over the country and I've gotten to meet him numerous times! At my age, you would think I'd be done with this sort of thing, but I guess my inner nerd just keeps going strong! I don't even want to think about the money I've spent on concert tickets, plane fare, hotels, CD's, etc. but I do know it's been worth every penny! My friends think I'm crazy, but I've had the time of my life with this obsession.
Does one every really get to old to have an obsession? I think not!
P.S. The Braveheart poster in my office was replaced with a Keith Urban poster! It's still hanging on the door in front of my desk....I don't think this one is coming down for a long time!
P.S.S. I still have all of my albums & 45's...starting from the Beatles up to Keith! I'm sure those Monkee, Bobby Sherman & Osmond albums will be worth a ton of money one day....NAH! I'm just saving them so my boys will have to go through them all when I'm gone! I can just hear them now..."What was she thinking?"