I had a totally surreal experience tonight. I went to a Herman’s Hermits concert in the middle of the town square of my town in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t know they were playing until 5 minutes before the concert started. I fell in love with Herman’s Hermits music in high school. I’m not sure why.
It started out pretty bad. I was having confused thoughts and feelings about the whole thing.
1. Should I feel sorry for Peter Noone? I kept thinking of Hugh Grant in Music and Lyrics.
2. I know the words to his songs better than he does.
3. The crowd was so lame that I had a strange urge to rush up to the stage and expose myself just to liven things up. Either that or start a mosh pit. Anything.
After a while I moved to the other side of the square. It was a little livelier over there. What made me stop there was that there were four teenagers sitting on a couch. Whatever possessed them to get a beat-up old couch into the middle of the road in order to watch Herman’s Hermits? It isn’t near anyplace that you might think would have an old couch sitting around. Then he sang a slow song and they pulled out lighters and swayed on the couch. It cracked me up so I stayed until the end. They did a very good twist routine to “I’m Into Something Good” too.
It ended up being a pretty good concert. I still can’t imagine that his life goal was to end up playing on a stage set on the edge of a town square in small town USA for a local arts and music festival.