We went to see Jersey Boys the other night. Terrific! Although I must say that all of the grey heads in the audience were a bit disconcerting – mind you, I’d be one of them myself if I did not have such an intimate relationship with the dye-bottle. But it really was Baby-Boomers-Big-Night-Out.
The Four Seasons were just part of the soundtrack of my childhood and adolescence. They were just THERE. I really had no idea what they looked like- now why was that? We’ve had television all my life (my parents bought one when I was one year old, to watch the Olympic Games) but I don’t remember ever seeing them on television. We sometimes watched the Ed Sullivan show, but I don’t think we watched American Bandstand- we only watched the Australian one. I think I was more aware of what British bands looked like. In fact, I think I assumed that they were black. Or were they the Four Tops?
But here they are, in case you (like me) don’t know what they looked like
And here’s another. Makes me realise how very, very good Jersey Boys was- you really had a sense of being there watching it