DJ Shakim warms up a Thursday night crowd at Maryland Live! Casino with hip-hop classics such as It Takes Two, The Choice Is Yours, They Reminisce Over You. Everybody is dancing, drinks in hand. “Take a look at meeeee!” BBD enters stage right. Mayhem commences.
As a New Edition fan, my love for Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins and Ronnie DeVoe–collectively known as BBD–goes back like babies with pacifiers. The group is on tour commemorating the 25th anniversary of the multi-platinum song Poison. The fellas sport Boston Celtics gear, a nod to their hometown. I’m watching lips move, but can’t hear a thing. Sound problems plague the trio the ENTIRE show. The guys are consummate professionals and entertain despite the technical difficulties.
After Do Me, the members launch into an old school dance break. Wop or the Kid N Play anyone? From B.B.D. (I Thought It Was Me)? to Dope!, Mike is clearly frustrated with the mics. Ron raps a cappella on Word to the Mutha! so the audience can hear him.
The New Edition portion of the concert starts with women volunteers on stage for Mr. Telephone Man. The audience screams the lyrics to Cool It Now and Candy Girl.
Ricky brings us back to the 90s crooning I Do Need You. I maintain my professional composure during the show to make sure I take good notes for this post (you’re welcome), but as soon as I hear the opening bars to Tell Me When Will I See You Smile Again, I lose it. My good friend has creatively inserted her name into songs since we were tweens. Sure enough, shouting next to me, “Cause I know I messed up Tri-na!”
Of course it ain’t a BBD party without chart-topper Poison, the anthem for smiling, ample-bottomed ladies. I scream at the top of my lungs with glee, holding a notebook in one hand and a phone in the other. The group brings fans on stage to perform choreography from the video. One woman nails the moves like a pro and Ricky daps her up in appreciation.
BBD thanks fans, poses for photos and the show ends too soon :-(. The fellas sound great (the little we could hear) and look even better. For an evening,
I am transported back to a carefree time of slouch socks, cassette tapes and New-Edition-BBD-buttons-on-my-sleeve.Tweet This
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