My friend Renee had a friend growing up whose mother saw #DavidCassidy at SPAC (Saratoga Performing Arts Center) back in the day and she brought a lampshade with her that had his picture on it (her own decoupage* artwork), and she threw it up on the stage and hit him.
To hear Renee tell the story: it hadn’t occurred to her she might hurt him throwing a lampshade at him, she said. She was just trying to get his attention.
Renee who is more of a millenial than me (I’m more the friend’s mother’s age.) was my partner in crime a few years ago post divorce (my divorce), when she shared the story. She hatched a plan one night to look for his house in Saratoga. (We heard he had a house cause he liked the track.)
I, not a millenial, had (have) all his albums. Renee didn’t think anyone could forget being hit by a lampshade while on stage singing. “We’ll take the albums with us,” she said, as though that would somehow give us an in. “After all, who couldn’t forget being hit by a lampshade.”
Sounded like a good idea to me. Saratoga Springs is always a good destination. David Cassidy was my Frank Sinatra, my Beatles, my Backstreet Boys.
Not long after she hatched the plan, we were visiting a friend when Renee started to tell the story about her friend and the lampshade and our plan to track down David Cassidy. She shared all the details.
She got to the part about the albums: “We’re gonna put Sheila’s photo albums in her trunk…” she said.
“Photo albums?!” I said. “Renee, they’re not photo albums; they’re RECORD albums.”
* In case you’re a millenial: decoupage was popular in the 1970s and is the art or technique of decorating something with cut-outs of paper, linoleum, plastic, or other flat material over which varnish or lacquer is applied.
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