The death of Davy Jones was a bit unsettling for me. It isn’t just that it’s the most recent reminder that the music of my generation is literally dying. It’s also a reminder of my rather high rock concert deficit.
Growing up in the Philippines had many advantages. But one disadvantage was that there were few opportunities to see many of my favorite bands in concert.
I still remember vividly my introduction to the British invasion. I was at my best friend’s home when his older brother came rushing into the room, exclaiming that we would not believe what we were about to hear. Since he was prone to exaggeration, I was not anticipating too much.
But when he played that 45, I sat in stunned silence from beginning to end. This music was nothing like the Beach Boys and Supremes music we were listening to! I don’t remember exactly what I said at the end of the song but it was something along the lines of “holy shit!” We played that 45 at least another three times in a row. It was The Beatles’ “I Saw Her Standing There.”
From that moment, I was caught up in the British bands. In the great Beatles and Rolling Stones divide, I was in the Stones’ camp. The eight-track which saw the most play in my car was “Their Satanic Majesties Request” album.
Unfortunately, I’ve never been to a Rolling Stones concert. That’s at the top of my bucket list.
I did catch a number of British bands while living in Manila. Herman’s Hermit’s….Dave Clark Five.
Some American bands too. Paul Revere and the Raiders….Gary Lewis and the Playboys.
Here in the U.S., I reduced the deficit just a bit by seeing The Kinks, my third (after The Animals) favorite British invasion band.
The last rock concert I’ve been to was Joe Cocker at the Hard Rock in Vegas a few years ago. I’ve been wanting to see him since The Mad Dogs and Englishmen album.
But I’ll never be able to reduce the deficit for many bands. The Doors…Creedence Clearwater Revival. And so many, many more. Thank goodness for Oldies music stations…