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Teenage tearjerkers

I changed the title, here's another one:

When I was 16 a girl sang this to me on a street corner, never forgot it. Never saw her again. :crying:



Oh yeah! LOVED this!

Now this/these wasn't/weren't tearjerkers, but they sure tugged on MY heartstrings. In 8th grade, my family moved to a different section of the same town (Johnstown, PA). I missed my old friends, so every day I'd hitch-hike back to the old neighborhood to hang out.

One day when I got to the main road from which I would start my thumbing journey, I saw something going on in a parking lot of a store. Looked like they were about to have some type of music, so I walked up the parking lot to see what was going on.

It was The Pixies Three ("442 Glenwood Avenue", etc.) getting ready to sing. I was right up front and they were interacting with the audience (and with me). Needless to say, I was on cloud 9. After the show, I started thumbing to the old neighborhood. In my fantasy world, I was hoping The Pixies Three would pick me up in their limo and smother me with lovin'. :D:D But alas, it didn't happen. Don't remember for sure, but I probably caught a ride with some gnarled old redneck in a chicken truck... ;) Anyway, here are "my girls"...
 
Oh yeah! LOVED this!

Now this/these wasn't/weren't tearjerkers, but they sure tugged on MY heartstrings. In 8th grade, my family moved to a different section of the same town (Johnstown, PA). I missed my old friends, so every day I'd hitch-hike back to the old neighborhood to hang out.

One day when I got to the main road from which I would start my thumbing journey, I saw something going on in a parking lot of a store. Looked like they were about to have some type of music, so I walked up the parking lot to see what was going on.

It was The Pixies Three ("442 Glenwood Avenue", etc.) getting ready to sing. I was right up front and they were interacting with the audience (and with me). Needless to say, I was on cloud 9. After the show, I started thumbing to the old neighborhood. In my fantasy world, I was hoping The Pixies Three would pick me up in their limo and smother me with lovin'. :D:D But alas, it didn't happen. Don't remember for sure, but I probably caught a ride with some gnarled old redneck in a chicken truck... ;) Anyway, here are "my girls"...



Wow, cool, lots of great music from PA, NJ too. I love that old stuff. Everyone bashes the early 60's but I like it.
 
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