I went to a concert with my Mom, sister and brother when I was about thirteen years old. It was the first concert we had been to so we were stoked … and had no idea what to expect. It was at a covered, open-air venue. Cool, right? There were seats under the pavilion, which was where we were, and there was open seating in the grass where people brought blankets and sat out on the lawn. Also cool.
We were there to see Kenny Loggins. This was after Footloose and Top Gun, but before Winnie the Pooh. He was pretty popular then and I thought it was way cool that we got to see him. I mean, he and Tom Cruise were obviously BFFs since Kenny sang the big song for his movie. And, dude?! Footloose. Get outta here! Who didn’t sing that into their hairbrush while picturing all the cool ways to rebel against their parents?! Cuz you gotta cut loose, Footloose! Kick off your Sunday shoes!!
I remember thinking that Kenny was cute in a weird “older” guy kind of way. Although we were sitting pretty far away from the stage, I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d do if he picked me out of the crowd to come up on stage for him to sing to me (a la Courtney Cox in the Bruce Springsteen video). I was pretty sure that I’d wave goodbye to my mom and siblings from the stage as I knew he would have swept me off my feet and taken me on tour with him. What would all my friends from school think? Did you hear? Kenny Loggins picked Jenny out of the crowd at his last concert and fell in love with her! He asked her to stay with him and go on tour … and She Said YES!!! Squeeeee!!
All those skanky bitches who thought I was a nerd would be eating their words! Ha! They could just suck it!!! Losers! Jenny Loggins. Jen Loggins. Jennifer Loggins. Or do I want to keep my own name and hyphenate? Hmmmmm.
Ew. What’s that smell? No, seriously. What’s that weird smell? I started looking around to find the source of that pungent odor. I had never smelled anything like it before so I didn’t even know what to look for. Was it trash? Body odor? I didn’t know, but it was strong.
I turned to ask my mom if she smelled it too when I noticed the people down the row from us. Those poor people. I mean, literally, they were poor. I could tell. Not so much by how they were dressed. They didn’t look poor based on the stereotypes I knew. Their clothes weren’t ragged or torn. Actually, they had on really nice clothes … like they bought their outfits at the nice department store, not at the Gold Circle or Kmart like we did. Those people looked freshly showered and clean. So their appearance threw me off a little bit, but I knew they were poor. Because they had to share their cigarette.
Those poor, poor people had to share a weird, smelly cigarette. Part of me was annoyed that their cigarette had such an odd and strong aroma because ew, right?! But I wasn’t really mad because I was feeling mellow and they seemed pretty awesome and cool for poor people at a concert.
Interestingly, there were other poor, stinky cigarette sharing people there that night too. Who knew that so many people were able to afford tickets to a concert like that but didn’t even have enough money to buy their own cigarettes?! Who knew? Definitely not me … not naive, young, unworldly, thirteen year old me.
You know, I heard that Kenny Loggins wrote and sang a few songs with Michael McDonald and The Doobie Brothers. I wonder what that name means ….
Were you naive like I was when you were younger? Or would you have known about those stinky cigarettes?
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