Humiliating Tales from My Youth, Vol. 2

In wild anticipation for Saturday, here is another embarassing story about my pre-adolescent fascination with Peter.

One thing you may not know about me (a "fun fact") is that I have seen "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" (by now) over a hundred and something times. 45 of those viewings were done in one month - the month it showed up on cable, back in the days right before MTV hit. Back in 1982, we got cable and a channel called Take Two, which only showed G and PG movies. I memorized my cable guide and caught every single screening of SPHCB that month (I also had a notepad where I wrote down my entire weekly TV viewing schedule, but that's another story.) So, yeah, alright.

Well, during this month of televisual ecstacy, my 2 younger sisters also became quite taken with Peter and the Bee Gees. We all married ourselves off to the boys - I, of course, became "Mrs. Frampton", my middle sister chose Barry Gibb as her mate (and got very into Barry - she almost slugged a cardboard cutout of Babs Streisand in a record store when the Barry n' Babs single "Guilty" came out...sorry to throw you under the bus, sis, but I didn't want to be the only dork here!), and my youngest sis was won over by Robin Gibb's rendition of "Oh, Darling" (easily my favorite non-Frampton song on the movie soundtrack.)I always felt bad for Maurice, but there were only 3 of us gals...

So, anyway, kids being kids, we loved stickers, markers and construction paper. I used my artistic skills to create about 50 different "credit cards", all in the name of "Christine Frampton" (it looks nice, doesn't it?) Gee, in college, I did actually have about that many credit cards! These cards were packed into my little wallet (ironically, sans cash) and I carted them with me everywhere. I wish I saved those cards - I may have one floating around somewhere (I'm a notorious pack rat, so I wouldn't be surprised if one turned up.) Aahhh, childhood!

A Desperate Plea

I don't know who (if anyone) is reading, but if you know anyone who could help me get backstage at Peter's concert this Saturday night in Ft. Myers, please leave a note in the comments or email me at framptonfan_01@hotmail.com. Thanks fellow Frampton fans!

Humiliating Tales from My Youth, Vol. 1

If I am going to get the attention of Peter Frampton, I have to lay myself out bare on this site. I've gotta let it all hang out. In keeping with this spirit, I will proceed to tell you a series of embarassing tales from my childhood having to do with PF. So, since I am secure in my nerdy-ness, I am confident enough to share - so here goes.

"We mmmph mmmph...": When I was in the early stage of Frampton mania, I was a mere 10 years old, and, although I hadn't had "the talk" yet, I had a basic knowledge of the birds and the bees. And, being a devout Catholic, I knew not to talk about it. I also loved to sing along with the radio (a cute Snoopy AM number that had a strap I could hang from my bicycle handlebars...but I digress...)So, when "I'm In You" used to come on the radio, I'd inevitably burst into song. The line "You and I, don't pretend, we make love" was a real problem for me. So as not to freak out my parents (who almost disowned me when they heard me say "crap" when I was 15), I'd just gloss over that line or, better yet, ask my parents some dumb question - loud enough that they wouldn't hear the offending line and take my albums away from me for fear of my corruption. Of course, "Do You Feel Like We Do" had a similar, necessary cover up - the loudest line I ever sang in that song was "Whose wine? What wine? Where the HECK did I dine?" (Who knew Peter Frampton was such a potty mouth?) Scary, isn't it? I have managed to unpucker from my childhood exploits, but on occasion, I will still bust out with the G-rated line when I'm singing in the privacy of my car - just for old times' sake.

Rocky's Cold Club

Ok, I am so sorry that I haven't given my blog a big dose of Frampton love lately. I have been sick as a dog since I got back from the Land of the Rising Sun. I have also had a really difficult time adjusting to US time - I sleep when and where I can. Luckily, I was given an extra weeks' vacation from my job (don't ask) so I have ample time to recouperate. But you all don't care about any of this, do you? I promise much more Frampton-related posts in the very near future.

P.S. I am going to see the legend himself on June 2 in Ft. Myers - anyone have any ideas as to how I could get backstage and meet him?

...But Not Forgotten...

I will be back with more Frampton goodness very soon. I have been in Japan, so I apologize for not adding anything this past week. Check back later this week!