I knew lots of lasses when I was a teenager who may have gone to the disco with me but they were thinking of the Cassidy poster on their wall.

He is part of nostalgia for many people and yes, if they worshipped him as a kid, they would want to see him now.

I have seen Dylan many times but let's face it, since the '70s the actual stage show hasn't been anything to write home about. Hasn't stopped me going though. I'll not say who because it wouldn't be fair but next week I am seeing a well respected folk singer in his late '70s. His voice is creaky now, his recollection of lyrics is hit or miss and I wouldn't expect anyone who wasn't influenced by him to understand why I am paying for him but nipping to the bar when a local mate who can't sing for toffee does a floor spot at our local folk club.

Sad that Cassidy has dementia. Sad that early fame is hard to master and alternative realities not only beckon but are easy to acquire, encouraged even.

But rather pathetic to read the OP and the snide comment above by Desi C. What's a fucking Pop singer?