Friday Nite Video (Outfield-All My Love)

Hey all. First off, for all you friends and family that click on here on friday nights and other times to read my ramblings, thank you! I recently had my 1000th view! That's sooo cool! I had thought about doing this whole blog thing for awhile now and last year I rolled up my sleeves and did it. It has evolved somewhat since then and it gives me a chance to do what I always wanted to do. Write! I've also told a few friends and my family I'm actually working on a book and I hope to finish it this new year. It might never get published but at least I can say I tried and if it doesn't, I have plenty more ideas is this old gray haired head of mine. Anyway. tonight's video kinda incorporates a story like last weeks did. Flash all the way back to 1987. I had been out of school for two years and one of my favorite bands then was The Outfield. They had released their debut album during my senior year in 1985 titled Play Deep and me and my friends all loved them. They were pure 80's! In 1987 they released their second album called Bangin' and announced they were going to go on tour with Night Ranger, another big 80's band. WHAT??? We were all stoked! We all were excited about seeing The Outfield live so we waited for tickets to go on sale and me and a big group of my friends purchased tickets to see them at The Merriweather Post Pavilion in Columbia, Maryland. I had heard of the place but had never been before. Some of the older, "cooler" kids had been and bragged about some of the concerts they had attended there but I guess I had lived a sheltered life at that point cause I never had. Regardless, I had Outfield tickets and I was going to see them! I can't remember the exact date but I know it was sometime during the summer. All of us that had bought tickets planned to meet at one of the girls house that was going. I remembered I called in sick that day and we all started arriving at the girls house. That was around 10 am the morning of the show and we basically just hung around her place listening to The Outfield songs on her stereo, getting fired up for the show. Around 2pm we all loaded up in our cars and started off for Columbia. The was a caravan of vehicles. I was driving my 84 Dodge Omni that I had. There were 5 of us packed in that thing and the reason I remember it was summer was because my A/C didn't work and it was BLAZING hot. We had the windows rolled down and it was like riding in a wind tunnel. There was a lot of underage and illegal activity (sorry mom and dad) going on in that car and it's a miracle we made it! I remember having to make several exits off the interstate to turn around and go back because we had missed a turn somewhere but again, somehow we made it. We had been listening to Outfield music the whole way up and we were rocking out and just enjoying the day. When we finally got in the huge parking lot and got parked we got out and we were stretching and taking in the scenery when we noticed no one was smiling or seemed happy. As we all got our cars parked and everyone else was getting out some random guy comes up and says hey, did you all hear? The Outfield cancelled. I laughed and said "yeah, right" He says "No man, I'm serious, their not going to be here". And I knew he was telling the truth. Everyone around me looked just like I'm sure I looked. Shocked, troubled, slack jawed, sucker punched. I just stood there looking at the guy. I felt like I was 11 again and my mom had just told me there was no Santa. I didn't know whether to cry or scream. Then, anger started building. I was going to demand a refund! I thought about starting a protest! One of the girls that had been riding in my car announced she wasn't feeling well and was going to go look for a bathroom and took one step and fell onto my car, hitting her head on my passenger side mirror and ripped a huge nasty gash above her right eye. As she fell to the ground our attention turned to her and to stopping the blood that was pouring out from the wound. She needed stiches but we were too pissed to seek medical attention so we ripped a piece of cloth off of some old rag in my car and taped it on her face. Somebody in the group was crying saying how we had to get her help but like I said, we had butts to chew and we were hungry! We found a worker and demanded answers and she shrugged and said sorry, all acts are subject to change and there was nothing we or she could do. Some unknown band was going to be filling in called Great White. Yeah, THAT Great White. We were bummed out but we had lots of company. EVERYONE had gone to see The Outfield. Nobody cared about stupid Night Ranger and their one hit song Sister Christian. We stayed for the concert and we left in a bad mood. Great White was actually not bad but it could have been the Beatles up there and we would still have been disappointed. We kept on listening and liking The Outfield after that but to this day it's a painful memory. Their most famous song was probably Your Love and it was a good one but I thought I would show one of their lesser known ones. From 1985, this is The Outfield (the group that crushed me!!!) and All The Love. Enjoy.