So, it came as no surprise to me when we arrived and there was already a line cuing to see the one-man, musical comedy act who makes a living joking about hard-core partying hair and doing the wee wee dance. The biggest shock for me that day was sitting down and realizing I had just chosen a seat next to an old high school friend of mine. In the 20+ years since graduation, I've only run into Gina twice...both times at a Babaloo concert. We had a good laugh about it and tried to convince each other that "really I am not a Babaloo groupie". Though I'd be lying if I said we didn't crack up throughout his show...even when we knew what was going to happen next.
That evening when I shared the story with Steve he said, "You guys are just a bunch of Babaloo-sers!" To which I retorted, "I know you are, but what am I?," See, Babaloo has a way of bringing out the kid in all of us. If you haven't heard of him Click here to visit his site and hear a sampling from his CD's
|High School Buddies a.k.a. Babaloo Groupies|
|Natalie takes a turn makin' some noise.|
|You have to look close to spot Noah's head among the sea of drumming kids.|
|Babaloo hits the crowd with rolls of T.P.|