Hope and Crosby, Bartles and James, Currier and Ives, Smith and Jones, - these I get. They are combinations that make sense like the yellow and red plastic squeeze bottles on the tables where we hoi polloi grab a meal.
Two bald guys - one with a hat!
Paul Simon?
Meh. He lost me in the 1960's when he was duet-ted with the guy in the Jew-fro whose nuts had yet to drop. If I wanted male falsetto, Lou Christie and Roy Orbison had it in spades. The Pop equivalent of choral
castrati was never big with me.
Sting?
Meh. Is
Der Stingle a rock icon, movie star, fashion plate, or aging horn-dog? Back in the 80's when everything hip was all about being East German
Stasi, Sting and
The Police nailed the moment. Big Hair went away. Sting stuck around, like Rudy Valle on a Bing Crosby Special in the 1960's.
Now, it's Simon and Sting - two bald guys and one wearing a hat, or one guy with two names and the other with but one. What are we getting for our
package?
I went to the official website to get a prospective - a sense of why. All I got were opportunities to purchase ticket packages in each host city and learned that the PS & S Store would soon be open on the very same website.
Choose between three exclusive VIP packages to create your ultimate "On Stage Together" experience! Exciting package elements may include Front Row Seats, Pre-show Hospitality, Exclusive Merchandise and More! For details, click here
Did. Nothing. ObamaCare is really having some effect, there, kids! Get a load of the
Packages available! Now
one ticket, at full price, best available will run this Old Dog who prefers the Kinks to Pink Floyd and Wilson Pickett to Paul Simon, $ 265.75 before all the County and Rahm taxes and
sans the VIP ups and extras. I'd feel about as happy and healthy as some poor slob who blew the mortgage and an additional $ 2,500 on VISA at Horseshoe Casino, after
that purchase.
Maybe if I
really, really, really like Simon and Sting, or at least one of the aging pop stars I'd toss away at least $ 400 on a stage visit to the front rows of United Center.
Having tucked away my pop-up road rage with disappearance of the Mormon Mockery on every news web page, I am now afflicted with waves of
Simon /Sting Missives. I have yet to understand the musical mission?
What do Sting and Simon have that really demands a concert tour together? Imagine Ella Fitzgerald
With Spike Jones and his City Slickers
I imagine Luciano Pavaratti touring with
Jigger Johnny and the Polka Fatboys, Ella Fitzgerald and Spike Jones, Carmel Quinn and Pogues, or how about Tom Jones and the Indigo Girls?
THAT I would pay to see.