Obsession (& The Most Embarrassing Blog Post I’ve Ever Written)

I was twelve when it started. We were in Dublin visiting family when my Mum spotted that Boyzone were playing at The Point Theatre. I’d never been particularly interested in music, and although I’d heard of the band and seen them perform on SMTV Live (with Ant & Dec – remember that!?), I wouldn’t say I was a fan. But for some reason my Mum asked if we wanted to go and so she went to see if she could get tickets for the show that night.

We were in the very back row. I remember being sat next to my excited younger sisters and someone else’s little brother (who looked rather unimpressed throughout the whole thing). I’d bought a tee-shirt from the concessions stand and I was ready to…erm… rock. And right then and there I fell in love.

I’m not sure what it was… it certainly wasn’t the quality of the show (we couldn’t see eff all from back there!) but something about being there, and seeing them in the flesh (well as tiny dots…) made me fall head over heels… and with lead singer Ronan Keating in particular.

And yes, I cried actual tears when he got married.

This all encompassing obsession continued throughout my teenage years. I collected every. single. piece of Boyzone memorabilia that my pocket money could buy. I had books, CDs, posters, scrapbooks, tee-shirts, dolls…  I went to eight concerts. EIGHT! I even once laid my collection out on my bedroom floor and took a photograph of it. God knows why. I think it was the ‘thing’ to do back then, to share your obsession with Smash Hits magazine or something. In fact so significant was my preoccupation that it even got a mention in my dad’s father of the bride speech, concluding with my parents handing over my box of shame to my new husband (yeah thanks for that).

Anyway this all went on for about 3 years, until I hit my mid teens and discovered rock music, snakebite & black and boys with tattoos. Thank goodness.

I’ve always had an obsessive personality and despite the fact that I’ve been clenching my butt cheeks with the utter cringeworthyness of this post the whole time I’ve been writing it, I do now celebrate it. It’s undoubtedly got me where I am today.

These days I’m obsessed with weddings… and blogging… and photography… and without that unapologetic passion I don’t think I’d be as good a blogger or business woman. I also have no doubt in my mind that being this way keeps me ahead of the competition.

I spend hours researching anything and everything about my chosen subject. I’m excited about every wedding I blog and article I post, and (I hope) that comes across to my readers. However it’s not just the way that I write, or the stuff that I share, it’s the fact that I know as much as I possibly can about the things I’m blogging. There is never anything half-arsed about what I publish. I give it my all.

“You’re better than Google”, Lisa once said,”I can ask you about any wedding you’ve ever blogged and you remember it.”

So what’s the point of today’s post… apart from to totally eradicating any credibly I ever had as the ‘cool’ wedding blogger?

On one hand it’s maybe a bit of therapy (I’ve been carrying this dirty little secret for years I tell you) but on the other hand I’d like to ask you to think about your own obsessions – past or present. What was it about that particular thing that made you go so over-the-top? It doesn’t matter what it was or how it manifested, it’s the reason behind it that’s important. Let’s be honest, Boyzone were hardly musical geniuses were they? Allow yourself to think about it for a while and then let’s see if we can bring that reasoning into our work and our lives today.

Yes, I loved Ronan and his beautiful long flowing blonde hair, but more than that I loved to collect. I loved to save. I loved to share my ideas with others (although Smash Hits never did publish my photo – sad face). And in a way, that’s a kind of primitive version of blogging isn’t it? I guess this is what I was always destined to do!

So I ask you, what are (or were) you obsessed with?

(All photos from my own personal collection of shame).

63 comments

  1. I was obsessed with U2. I’d sneak my camera into gigs and blow my crappy photos up to poster size. I drew pictures of them. I collected records (yes – vinyl) and videos, books and magazines, tshirts and random tour merch. I had boxes of the stuff. I have it all to charity when I moved house about five years ago, including most of the photos. Took this shot first though – https://m.flickr.com/#/photos/obo-bobolina/566313441/ (the photo bottom right of that is me and a friend stood next to a trabant on stage at wembley stadium). Thing is – I’d already developed a taste for much better music, but they got under my skin somehow. I blame Anton Corbijn and his amazing photography!

  2. Oh my god!! I was similarly obsessed with Boyzone, although I wasn’t a huge Ronan fan, I was totally in love with Steven!
    Even more embarrassing I actually quite like their new music & still don’t miss a program that they are on!! #hangsheadinshame

  3. Helen

    Fear not… You are not the only one! I was obsessed with Boyzone and loved Stephen Gately. There was a time where you couldn’t see wallpaper for the posters, I bought every magazine they were in and cut out the articles and put them in my Boyzone folders (*cringe*). I also recorded every TV appearance they made and one summer my friend and I edit together VCR to VCR all the footage (!!!!!) And I suppose that does sum up what I enjoy, collecting different bits of things together and editing them into something else – it’s why I love Pinterest now. I can find a bunch of things I really like and then think up ways to bring them all together into something new.
    Back to Boyzone… A few years ago I was in the right place at the right time and spotted Stephen Gately headed into a London pub. I had a little chat with him at the bar, he was lovely. I might of stopped being a mega fan when I was 14… But the little 11 year old who fell in love with Stephen couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day!!!

  4. Oh no Kat! We would have been mortal enemies!! I was a die hard Take Thatter…even now I am that girl hitting redial over and over for tickets to their latest tour! I cried when they came back and I heard Patience for the first time! I think the worst thing I did when I was about 11, was attempt to get put through to their hotel room by ringing up with different accents and voices and obviously…failing miserably! Haha! Oh it feels good to be honest, and this part I think is the worst…ok…here goes *deep breath*
    I learned about the birds and the bees by my friend ‘showing me’ with a Take That Everything Changes duvet cover…I was both intruiged and mentally scarred!
    Phew that wasn’t so hard! But still…yeah..the shame!.
    xxx

  5. Oh dear god. It pains me to admit this, but exactly me too!! Ronan Keating. I even used to scrapbook every picture in Smash Hits and wait outside the cornershop for it to open so I could get the latest magazines! And now I am a “grown up”. So instead I am obsessed with baking, and marrying the love of my life who is the polar opposite to Ronan Keating. It seems RIDICULOUS now I think back as an adult, but I can’t help but view the 12 year old me with affection. And the 12 year old you, too! :) xx

  6. Oh Kat this is wonderful in so many ways! I always thought my obsessive compultions were just another aspect to my madness-and I love the way you have seen this in a different light.

    Even before this blog you have inspired me to be myself in my blogs (which I have just started writing in prep for the Blogcademy in melbs) I wrote one last night in fact and deleted it because I thought it was too honest, but have now re written http://peppermintlane.com.au/2014/04/04/the-earth-has-music-for-those-who-listen/

    I love the honesty in your writing, I look forward to each one x

    Oh and my obsession was Russell Crowe from gladiator…I watched it 27 1/2 times, had giant cutout a of Maximus Decimus Merridius and realised a few years later that my mum was right, it wasn’t Russell Crowe I was in love with-it was a man in a skirt!

    Every few months I will still obsess over something new. I love it! It makes me so happy and just want to share the feeling with everyone…but they’re always like ‘stopppppppp, I never want to hear another song from hairspray ever again’.

    Pps have you ever seen the film Superstar? I think you might love it. Mary Catherine Gallagar is our people!
    X

  7. I love that all your American followers are googling Boyzone now! Ha! This was a beautiful wak down memory lane for me since I moved away from the UK 12 yrs ago and have been living in America. I think my obsession was Five (or 5ive as it was written at the time!) and I haven’t the slightest idea why!

  8. I was totally in love with wet, wet, wet and boyz II men, then one day I heard the Dookie cd by Greenday getting ready for school production and I was hooked.

    I am a teeny bit obsessed with greenday to this date, I stalked them under the other band names they released music under and then hunted down all of those cd’s, in addition to everything under greenday, all the different versions etc. As a result of my love for them my husband hates them lol, but I did still manage to get a greenday song into my wedding music at the ceremony.

    I totally get the obsession thing Kat, anything I do I often end up completely wound up in it and drive everyone nuts. I run my business that way (and I believe I am successful as a result)

    I do remember 9 years ago wanting to get a dog so badly it basically consumed me, all I did was research breeds, find for sale dogs etc. My husband wanted to wait until we weren’t renting, but it was like a switch had flicked inside, I became so obsessed with it, that he caved. The result is our fur baby “crumbles”… My husband often tells the dog “you are the result of your mum being just a tad crazy”

    Anyway I like to call the obsessive nature, passion. I am passionate about everything I do, if I come accross as a bit crazy in the process, then that’s ok

  9. When I was younger and they were hawt hawt hawt I was obsessed to the max with Duran Duran, in particular John Taylor. I would imagine I was married to him and I travelled the world as they toured! God I loved that man. Met Simon Le Bon when he visited Auckland way back when he was yachting about, though the absolute highlight was finally seeing Duran Duran play live in Belfast……I screamed ‘John I love you’ like I was 13 (I was in my thirties). Your first obsession always stays in some way. And he was still hotter than heat all those year later!

  10. I was also obsessed with Boyzone and I’ll have a similar photo of my collection stashed somewhere! I even recognise the calendar picture youre kissing!!! Shane was my favourite! I’ve definitely moved on musically and otherwise (thank God) but its nice to relive these memories… They make us all part of who we are! Thanks for sharing!

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