The Lucky Ones

I know, the suspense has been killing you all weekend. Yes, Cory and I made it to Coconut Festival in time to see most of the Loverboy concert. The concert started around 9:15 and we probably arrived around 9:45-- I think the only hit we missed was "The Lucky Ones"-- a good song-- but it's no "Working for the Weekend," "Lovin' Every Minute of It," or (try not to laugh) "Hot Girls in Love."

Ok, so they're old-- and Mike Reno got fat. No surprise there. But they were a good band, and they rocked the house (well, actually, they rocked the waterpark. But you get the picture.) You can tell they still love playing live. I just feel bad for them-- and so many other 80s bands-- that they were an early part of the music video revolution.

I love music videos to this day, though it's not easy to find them on TV anymore. But long before music videos became a "legitimate" film form, they sure had their awkward stage. It's kind of like when a pre-teen girl first puts on makeup. Yeah, she'll get the hang of it eventually-- but it isn't gonna be pretty watching her get there.

More on the Loverboy concert later. Until then, I'll leave you with this thought:

Seperated at birth?
Mike Reno (80s Rock Star)
and
Mike Modano (Dallas Stars)

One is Canadian-- the other plays hockey. Sure, Reno's about 20 years older than Modano, but I definitely see a resemblance.