Monday, May 09, 2005

Be My Former Rock Star

I recently discovered an internet radio station called "80's Hit Machine" that not only plays strictly very underplayed hits of the 80's (No Flock of Seagulls or Dexy's Midnight Runners here), but also plays interviews from the 80's with the likes of Asia, Kansas, and, of course, Eddie Money. I know you're waiting for an Eddie Money story, and you're in luck, because that's all I've got on my mind today. Have a seat. Stay for a while.

During an interview with Eddie from 1987, he mentioned how much he enjoyed going to Europe because he could be anonymous there, and not be bugged by hordes of fans while trying to buy some bubblegum-flavored gelato or white hi-top British Knights, or some such faggotry. He went on to say that it's really hard for "the regular folks" out there to understand how difficult it can be to be a celebrity. Oh Eddie, if only you knew.

Fast forward to 2003, when Eddie Money was headlining a free show at Old School Square in Delray Beach for the Garlic Festival. The Palm Beach Post referred to him simply as "former rock star, Eddie Money". That surely had to be a sting felt all 'round the Bronx. Guys named Vinny and Giuseppe tugged uncomfortably at the collars of their tattered Members Only jackets and longed for better times. The times after Eddie left his job as a police officer and before he became a "former rock star". The times when a 60's girl group singer could rescue your career and push you to the top of the charts. The times when a man could play a saxophone and not be associated with some crappy ska band. I, myself, would have banged my head against the wall until I either erased the memory of being called a "former rock star" or at the very least messed up my perfectly coiffed 'do, which is a horror all its own.

Clearly, Eddie didn't know how fleeting fame would be...So is it really better to have had it all and then lost it, or to go through life as a Never-Was? Would you rather be called an amazing police officer, or a former rock star? Granted, if you watch any old Motley Crue or Poison videos, you'll see that the hats were quite often the same, but cops just don't get the same calibur of tail that rock stars do. Private jets? Not in the NYPD. Fame? I don't think so. But what if you had it all, you had seen the other side, and lost it all? Could you go back to working at 99 Cent Stuff?

So, Eddie, I must say I do feel for you. Rock 'n roll is a young man's game. Who could have known that just one year after your biggest hit that New Kids on The Block would come along and kick your ass into Has-Been Oblivion? I suppose it could be worse. No, wait, it couldn't.

Madge

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