Friday, October 28, 2011


I Am The "Creepy" Guy!

Two nights ago, I had the
pleasure of traveling to
Orlando to cover the open-
ing night performance of the
Family Force 5 "It's All Gold"
tour at the ultra-hip, down-
town nightspot, The Social.
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As I stood outside the club, fumbling for my I.D., I noticed that I was getting all sorts of odd looks from the throngs of teenagers standing in line. I quickly recognized these uncomfortable-looking grim- aces — I'd noticed them before. They were exactly the same looks that I'd been receiving recently from the kids at my church when I'm working with the youth ministry program.

Then it dawned on me. Oh no! Say it ain't so! I was immediately hit with a startling and crushing revelation. I'd become that guy. At (almost) 50, I realized I was no longer a card-carrying member of the hipster scene. What happened? I used to OWN that bandwagon!
See - I'm NOT "creepy!" (Am I?)
Flaunting my unique, fun and fabulous fashion sense and having a lifetime's worth of "insider" show biz experiences, I was (in my mind) still the "cool" guy. But I'd seen this look on too many young faces lately. The verdict was in — I was now officially the "creepy" guy!
We've all seen that guy. He's the one trying to look hip, but (very) clearly hasn't been since probably back in '89. He hangs out at cutting edge, youth-oriented events (typically by him- self) — events which he's WAY too old to be attending, but believes that he still fits in — completely oblivious to the fact that teens be- come disturbed and parents panic and take their children's hands as he approaches.
Yikes! The "creepy" guy? Really? That's not me... right? After all, I was to meet up with my 14-year-old niece, Megan at this show. That would certainly dissuade everyone's anxie- ties — including the doorman, who also appeared to be creeped-out by my presence. If the perception is that you're somebody's "uncle," then you're "cool" for accompanying a young person to a show. But the longer it took for  Megan to arrive, the more dirty looks I received. "Oh hurry up," I said to myself over and over, as I knew that by hanging out with me, she'd quickly eliminate my "creepy" factor.
Me and Megan, after the Family Force 5 show.
Finally, Megan arrived  — just as Fam- ily Force 5 was taking the stage. And it was an awesome concert, to be sure. The band rocked, we had a blast, no cops were dispatched and by the end of the night I was back home, cranking up my Foreigner 8-tracks and alphabe- tizing my Mary-Kate and Ashley video- tape collection. See, I'm not so old or creepy after all!

-Christopher Long
(October 2011)


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