Or sometimes they will be grown men but that doesn’t make them any less amazing! Yes I went to the NKOTBSB show at Fenway Saturday night and it was everything and more that I could have hoped for. I saw NKOTB two years ago at The Garden and it was pretty amazing then but when you compile an 80’s group of talented Bostonians and a group of 90’s boy band members that churned out such Bob Dylan-esque ballads as “I Want It That Way” and “Quit Playing Games With My Heart,” you know something truly amazing is going to take place.
I am sure you are asking yourself, “But did they do the dance from the Thriller rip off video Everyone?” Why yes, yes they did. They did it in the rain and incorporated a few moves a la Gene Kelly from Singing in the Rain as well. They have definitely grown…Oh I wasn’t talking about their musical prowess I was talking about their abs.
Yes ladies, they somehow were able to shed their baby fat, matching jean suits, rhinestone covered cowboy hats, and spiked Supercuts hair dos and have come out on the other side…hot men. They still have the Backstreet Boys name but they are now full gown. They have swapped their rhinestone hats for rhinestone jerseys during one song but hey, baby steps alright?
I don’t know if NKOTBSB were inspired by the opening speech by Mark Wahlberg, but there was a lot of chest bearing and suggestive dance moves that I am definitely not complaining about. Oh yes, Marky Mark himself opening up for his brother Donnie and their new friends BSB. I’m still not entirely sure if they are now one group of like 10 dudes or two separate groups that come together to nurture a musical sound that just does not get old. Kind of like two divorced parents that while they may have their differences come together to co-parent one special little boy – NKOTBSB.
I was up dancing and singing for the entire 3.5 hours. I mentioned to my friend Katy that it must feel amazing that even after 25 years, in the case of Joey, Danny, Jordan, Donnie, and Jonathan, not only are you still talented, but you are also still churning out hits and thousands of people will still pay hundreds of dollars to sit in the rain to hear you sing. I think that might sound a little sentimental but screw you!
In the case of the Backstreet Boys, they had to overcome so much, not to mention being from Orlando…eew. They had to get past money grubbing managers and agents the handicap of being young in a business that is not meant for children not to mention the drugs and alcohol that Im sure handed out to them like Ritalin is to kids today. Yes Kevin has left the group but the rest of the “boys” are all still there and dare I say, more attractive than they were when I was 17?
The crowd ranged from 8 year olds who came with their 30-somthing moms to 20-somethings like myself who were a fan of both groups, to women in their late 40’s who were still waiting for Jonathan Knight to call them back after that one beautiful night back in 1990…listen lady, he isn’t calling Tiffany back either – time to figure it out. I’m alright with all of that as long as these ladies will keep their hands off of my Jordan…so dreamy.
Post show, we ventured out into the streets to be corralled down Yawkey Way like heifers being lead to slaughter. Ponchos did nothing to keep me from getting soaked to the bone so we did what any rational group of girls would do…go dancing at Tequila Rain. TR isn’t usually my scene but gosh darn it, I felt like a girl of 22 again and I wanted to dance up on people and in turn be danced up myself. Isn’t that what anyone wants? Well we know that’s what Anthony Weiner wants.
I had so much fun just dancing and I like I said, I don’t typically go to TR but like Gypsy Bar, once in a while you just want to try on a different hat and throw caution to the wind. I mean I was dressed like it was a Sunday afternoon. Not to mention I looked like a river rat, entered the club in a poncho. Just to close your eyes and feel the beat is very liberating. Sometimes we forget who we were at 17 and although I’ll never drink shots of Kahlua again, there are parts of being young that I do want to hold on to. And maybe for that night I was able to for a few hours. Until the next time I’m able to live Larger Than Life I’ll have these memories and so I’ll just Hang Tough until then.
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