Do you remember your very first live concert?

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First concert was KISS in December 1976. Very interesting experience for a 13 year old.

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Call me a necromancer but this thread needs resurrection.
With video.
First pub gig - Tiffs disco, Edinburgh
The Ruts, and I remember the opening speech
"We don't mind ya spittin', but don't gob in the 'igh voltage.....and leave the plastic palm leaves alone!"


The first multi-stager was probably the first "Big Day Out" in Melbourne
Awesome line up
BDO 1993

Beatlemania in CA.

Then the Rush Moving Pictures tour, and Van Halen's Diver Down tour.

Is this a security question? Granted we're anonymous here but I'd rather not answer.

Cliff Richard and The Shadows circa 1960. Wasn't really my cup of tea. Happily I saw the Beatles 4 years later and was seated in the front row, it was my first GREAT concert, right in front of John Lennon and Paul. I can see it in my mind still as if it was yesterday. PS I wish I could have seen Elvis live on stage..

My roommates dragged me to a Jefferson Airplane concert, probably in 1971, at one of the SUNY locations. It was held in a large room with a stage at the front, not an auditorium per se — a surprisingly modest venue for an internationally famous act. One of my roommates was a huge fanboi. We arrived very early, and before going in, we drank a bottle of wine. When doors opened, there were chairs set up, but my companions wanted to be as close as possible so we sat on the floor in front of the stage. I don't remember if there was an opening act. For most of the evening, I desperately wanted to pee, but there was no opportunity. One of the performers (Jorma Kaukonnen) wore a huge swastika around his neck, but my Jewish roommate didn't seem to care. At one point, all the performers left the stage except the drummer, who drummed for several minutes. For me that was extremely boring.

Needless to say, I hated the experience, but my roommates were very chuffed.

Later I told somebody about this, who replied that to understand the Jefferson Airplane's music, you had to have previously tripped on acid. I never went to another rock concert. I've been to other sorts. A few years ago, I saw an Il Volo concert because my MIL liked them. Now that I think about it, I also saw a Burt Bacharach concert in 1972.

As I mentioned in another thread in I was in this type camp for young teenagers where they took us a day trips.

During the summer of ‘72 they took us to the Schaefer Music Festival in Central Park to see Looking Glass who had a big hit that summer with ‘Brandy(You’re A Fine Girl)’. It was to shocking to my 14 year old self see people openly drinking bottles of wine.

Gillan. Oxford 1980.

The two bits that have stuck in my mind from that gig:

- Colin Towns flying onto the stage on wires, dressed as Superman.
- John McCoy playing bass with his left hand upside down. I learned how to do it myself. For some reason it really impressed people who weren't bass players.

My dad took my cousins & I to see New Kids on the Block. It was the late 80s, & I was in third or fourth grade. It was an absolute blast! I honestly remember nothing of the show itself, but the feelings of excitement & being there with my cousins are still strong. I even still have the sweater & earrings I wore.

(I'm assuming that children's concerts & symphony orchestra concerts don't count for this. Otherwise it'd be something like Raffi at the Children's Museum, the yearly Nutcracker Ballet, or the Symphony Orchestra's yearly Xmas concert since I was three or four.)

Without saying who it is, because I don't think it matters anyway, my first concert was when I was in college, so see a band playing outdoors at the college. I only went because a friend wanted to go. I had no knowledge of or interest in this band, or in music in general. I found it very disturbing that people near the front row were reaching out their arms towards the band and were in tears, overcome. It seemed like a weird hero worship.

I started to love going to see bands when I was 30 and I mostly went to see punk rock bands in small clubs. Those were great and it was a completely different experience. I kind of stuck out as a woman and because of my age, but it felt very brotherly/sisterly and there was a lot of camaraderie among the punks.

I pretty much ignored music until I was about 18. One of the first bands I was interested in was The Flaming Lips and their set at Glastonbury in 2000 was the first live concert I saw.

I'd been watching Glastonbury on the TV and I saw an interview where the interviewer asked someone who they were looking forward to seeing. They said The Flaming Lips and I suddenly got really jealous and thought why shouldn't I be watching the Flaming Lips?

So i got in my mini and drove to Glastonbury. Paid £10 to park in a farmers field and walked to the festival site. I expected to have to pay someone to get in (there used to be scallywags with ladders charging people to get over) but there was just a big hole in the fence and I walked in unchallenged.

The Flaming Lips were awesome but I had nowhere to sleep so I walked back to my car. I thought I'd sleep in the car and go and see some other acts the next day but I found I'd left my headlights on. I was panicking that I'd drained the battery but the car started and I thought I'd better just drive home.

So that was my first concert.

I don’t remember Beatlemania very much except I was staring at someone’s gold necklace when in the queue, thinking I should maybe wear gold instead of silver to be more normal. *autism brain*

In the show I remember a pink video backdrop for Hello Goodbye, and I screamed a lot because it was fun. That’s really all I remember. I would have been about 13 or 14 and it was indoors at Knott’s Berry Farm.

Rush concert - All I remember was a big video screen of them “moving pictures” for the song. It was the first professional music video I saw. I went back to school telling everyone they had a huge TV or movie screen going during the show and they didn’t believe me. Weird, because there was also a screen at Beatlemania, at least for Hello Goodbye.

VH - I was about 14 and high on weed or maybe drunk. I can’t remember which but I was feeling no pain. I freaked out that I was breathing the same air as Eddie Van Halen. I was smitten and thought I would faint.

I remember the sight lines for each show but not much more.

I’ve seen VH about six times since then.

I was invited to go to a country music concert with my friends when I was 12 or 13. I enjoyed it for the most part even though country wasn’t and isn’t my preferred genre, but I had a headache that lasted for days afterwards which made me decide, at the time, that it wasn’t worth it for me to go to another. Since then, I’ve only been to classical music concerts unless it involved a band playing in a coffee shop or a street performer situation. Maybe I wouldn’t mind a regular concert if I wore noise canceling headphones. Meh, I’d probably rather spend that money on live, classical music, opera, or ballet.

Yes, it was SOAD, Clutch and MSI.

I remember it well -- I played "Amazing Grace" on my violin.