Beth sent me a text message today to inquire about whether I’d heard about the latest band reunion plans. When I called her to inquire, I heard five words I’d never expected:

New Kids on the Block.

There’s a post now on Bostonist. I’m still laughing. Something about riding from Vermont to Virginia with my father so as to take in my first ever concert (haha, there goes my rock writer cred)…I have flashbacks to scrunchy socks, electric blue leggings, an oversized t-shirt and – oh God – the crimping iron!

Note to self: find those photos. And then burn them.

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