One month from today I’ll be at a Rick Springfield concert!
Although I’m in no position to pay for a meet and greet, I thought I’d reminisce about the one time I did meet him. I recently found my journal from that year – 1999 – so I now have a better idea of what happened. (Before that, it was all a blur, although I remember he looked very cute and was very nice).
RS was signing copies of his Karma CD at The Wherehouse at The Beverly Center in Los Angeles. Here’s what I wrote:
“When it was my turn, I told him how it was great to meet him, I’ve been a fan for a long time. He said he could tell (I brought ‘Success Hasn’t Spoiled Me Yet’ to sign). I said I’ve been a fan for 25 years. Then I said, ‘I mean 18’ and he said ‘It’ll be 25 before you know it.”
Then the person I was with asked him where Scooby was. I told Rick that the radio station promoted that he would be there. He said, ‘Really?’ And he said he would have brought him but he was going somewhere afterward.
And that was that. I had hoped that I’d also find a photo of me posed with him but this was long before selfies and there were just several shots of him and then one of me afterward with the signed CD and album. And then also in the photo envelope (long before digital cameras), were three photos of a white cat sleeping on top of a black car. Really? I couldn’t think of a better way to use up my film while in the same room with RS?
Photos taken while I was waiting in line to meet RS.
Autographed Karma CD and “Success Hasn’t Spoiled Me Yet” album, April 1999
As I was going through old journals these past few days, I came across this poem, written in May 1988:
For the person in my future
I hope you’re doing well
I hope what I have done
Will help your dreams become fulfilled
To the person I become
I hope you’ll remember me fondly
Remember you were once me
And I felt just as strongly
I hope that my mistakes
Have been of help, my friend
I’m wishing you my luck
To be with you till the end.
It’s strange to think how much has changed since then – not only in my own life but in the world. As I wrote this in a red college-ruled Mead notebook, what would I have thought if somebody would have told me, “‘Twenty-six years from now, this will be on a blog devoted to Rick Springfield and anyone in the world who has access to the Internet will be able to read it.”
I would have had no idea what that meant.
As I mentioned earlier, I’ve been going through many of my journals and its been quite an adventure going back in time and learning about my younger self. I did a lot of writing! I have notebooks filled with different songs that I wrote, dating back to 1984, and I can still remember the tunes to many of them. I can even remember the inspiration for some of them. Some of the earlier ones were inspired by plot lines from “Twilight Zone” episodes, but they got more personal as time went on. I also realized that I’ve dated many musicians or wanna-be rock stars. Perhaps that factor was also influenced by RS?
But last night I came across a HUGE surprise on my journey, tucked in folders of high school essays and college transcripts: Two savings bonds. One was from the year I was born and the other from 1982. I went to cash them in today – several bills are due so very grateful – and they totaled over $300! Pretty amazing. I didn’t even remember that I owned any savings bonds so I’m taking that as a sign from G-d that whatever I’m doing going through my old journals and wanting to do more with them is the right path.
I also found some photos of my mom with the journals. She had always been the person who encouraged me to write throughout the years – including pushing me to join the newspaper staff in high school, when it didn’t seem like a “cool” thing to do – so that was symbolic, too. (The RS concert that I have tickets to is on what would have been her 70th birthday.)
I also found an envelope with these pictures in it:
Found these pictures in an envelope with my old journals. The photographs in bottom center are from two of his concerts (not great seats, obviously). I think at least one of those photos was taken with a Kodak disc camera.