Forget Jessie, I wish that I was Rick's girl!!

Apparently last weekend's stroll down memory lane was not enough.... tonight I went to see Rick Springfield in concert at the House of Blues.

Laura & I met in Lewisville and grabbed a quick bite before heading downtown. We valeted and waited for the doors to open. Once they did, we got some drinks and got settled into our seats. If you have not been to the HOB, I totally recommend it. It is an amazing venue - very intimate, very clean, very easy to navigate.

And our seats? WOW! Laura did an awesome job! We were in the Box on the second row. We had the best vantage point - we could see everything and see it well! We sat on the comfy tall barstools. It was so worth the money; if I ever go back to the House of Blues, this is the only place for me to sit!

So the opening act is "Escort Service," a local band from Dallas. They were fair. The lead singer apparently had a bet going with how many times he could drop the f-bomb during their segment. I enjoy a good f-bomb (or 2 or 3 or 4), but even I was like enough! Then he tells us his daughter is back stage - nice parenting, buddy!! My favorite song of theirs was the last song, which they a cover of a Billy Joel song.

I would be remiss to not introduce the people sitting around us. To my right, Mr. and Mrs. "I'm Hell Bent on Not Even Reacting to the Concert Tonight." I never heard them sing, clap, or talk for that matter. I almost pinched the lady at one point to make sure she was still alive. If I'd had a mirror, I would have put it under their noses. Why pay $100/seat to just sit? I don't get it. To Laura's left, Mr. "My Girlfriend Drug Me Here." He was about as thrilled as my neighbors to be there.

But the real highlight of the night, second only to Rick, was "Chess King." (If you don't know what Chess King is, take a stroll back to the 80's... or even 90's.) This dude was one sexy beast. He looked like the guy from Grease... the one with the crater face that drove the car that shot fire out of it's exhaust? He had the exact same hair do, except he had a Bluetooth in his ear.

But the piece 'd resistance was his shirt. It was a floral-y print with either rhinestones or sequins on it. It looked like it had been bedazzled. Laura kept taking pictures (much to Mr. "My Girlfriend Drug Me Here"'s chagrin.) and I will post one here when I get it. I can't even begin to do it justice as much as I'd like. He apparently was a big wig because he had his own person that came by and checked on him and his date.

And my darlin' Rick. Laura said he was 58, but I looked it up and he is 59. 59 years old!! He sure didn't look like it and didn't act like it. I was worried that he'd a bad dye job, some heavy eyeliner and some pancake makeup to try to give him some youth. He looked HOT! He threw himself into the audience and was all over the place. (I wonder how bad he's gonna hurt tomorrow? How much Percocet will he need?)

He was great - I heard the songs I wanted to hear (Human Touch, Bop Til You Drop, Affair of the Heart, & Jessie's Girl) plus some new songs from his new album, which were pretty good. I didn't want it to end - I had so much fun!

House of Blues gets 2 thumbs up..... and so does Rick!!

My last musical journey is Tuesday night..... Tony Bennett at the Meyerson!