For what it’s worth, TMNT were a college craze in the late 80’s, so that wasn’t too unusual. But I went as far as to seriously consider getting a tattoo of Raphael flippin’ the bird. The tattoo artist wasn’t familiar with TMNT and wanted a picture to copy from. Eventually I found one, but never got around to making the appointment.
I shudder to think about it now. :eek:
And no, I’ve never owned a NKOTB album. Never, not ever. I don’t know who started that rumor but it’s a bunch of filthy lies. LIES, I say! LIES!!!
When I was 13, I had KISS posters, pictures, etc. all over my bedroom walls. I played my tennis racket fake guitar along with them, checking my moves in the mirror. Nothing wrong with liking KISS, just that my fanboydom was geeky.
I remember as a freshman in high school, I still hadn’t been exposed to much music besides classical music (from piano lessons), classic 50-60s rock (from the school bus), and a few fad things (MC Hammer, New Kids on the Block, etc.). So when I actually had purchasing power for the first time, my first few CDs were mostly radio poppy pop pap from the following artists:
The Rembrandts (because of the “Friends” theme)
Celine Dion
Kenny G (!!!)
All 4 One
Roxette
Goo Goo Dolls*
To me, they were wicked new and hip! Weee!
*I still kinda like the Goo Goo Dolls now, though that a lot of that probably comes from 90’s nostalgia…
It could be that it’s for “lame” white people who are “afraid of hearing a black person,” or it could be that it’s for people who like to hear beats without lyrics, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
What about Rico Suave? Was he from Menudo? I was even younger than that and barely remember, but I did love them. I can still recall that Ricooo…Suaaaave, the way they used to say it.
Ms Macphisto, I would say thank you for making me feel better since I’ve never been to a NKOTB concert. However, I WOULD most certainly have gone if I’d been allowed to go to concerts, so - it doesn’t count.
My comic book fanship at about age 10 quickly devolved into a hopeless attempt at a Batman outfit that involved both dance tights and underoos. Put on in that order.
After that, I bought a few mail-order books on comic book history. At that point things went from embarrassing to merely sad.
I was never a world class Star Wars geek, but I’m pretty embarrassed about it anyway. I cut school to see Phantom Menace (although that was more of a birthday present, since it premiered on my birthday) and saw it four times in the first week or so. It was only a couple of months later, when I was spending less time with the friends who kept going on about how great it was, that I started to think “Wait a minute- that movie sucked!”
I was also 13 at the time. What is it about that age??
I’ll nominate somebody else also. Several years ago we went to see A. J. Croce (Jim’s son) at Bastille Days in Milwaukee. It was either before or after the show that he was signing autographs and talking to people. The woman in front of us was just going on and on and ON about how wonderful his dad was (:rolleyes: the kid is talented in his own right, you idiot), making a total fool of herself. The topper was when she asked him to sign her BRA (yes, the one she was wearing, she obligingly lifted her shirt), which he did, and then she FELL DOWN ON THE SIDEWALK kicking and screaming and crying (I shit you not), “I MET JIM CROCE’S SON!!!”
We were next up in line and kind of shared an eyeroll with him. Nice guy. I told him which of his songs was my very favorite and that I thought it sounded like something Billy Joel might have written, who was also one of my favorites. He thanked me and said that that song was one of his favorites of his own work too.
I second that.
I was into “Acid jazz” and it’s lounge variants for a while (although I wasn’t an indiscriminant consumer of it)
It was just a cool variant for me because I was growing out of (and tired of) the mindless Hip-Hip and techno scene. Sorry, no fear of black people here.
Dare I admit this…whoo boy…when I was 16 I cried because my parents wouldn’t let me drive up to the Palace of Auburn Hills (Michigan) to see Jack Wagner tour with his new album. Oh man. Someone shoot me now.
My god, Morcheeba was supposed to be related to hip-hop? I love the song, Friction, but I had no idea it was supposed to be descended from anything but maybe house or funk.
Hm. Me… mee… my entire life is a sequence of embarassing fan phases. Sailor Moon?
I was once so into the Weiss Kreuz yaoi fandom that I wrote shitty fanfic. And we’re not talking about a good show here in which there is honor to be found in obsession.
NKOTB. I had a fan club. I used to fantasize about marrying Jordan Knight, which I’m glad didn’t come to pass, because he grew into an oily prick.
I’m still a Bee Gees fan. Bee Gees 4evah!!!
Can I make you jealous? I met Joey. He sang his number one hit, Gary Indiana, at a semi-private function that I attended. In fact I knew his sister a little. She always said hi to me on the subway.
For my own embarassment, I won’t say what it is, but as an excuse I’ll remind you that as a teen, Susan Dey was HOT. And Wes Farrell had a knack for writing catchy tunes.
