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What Memories Do You Have from Your First Concert?

By: Caitlin Goebel (View Profile)

Let’s take it back to the fifth grade. It’s my best friend’s birthday. The night started out with all of us going over to her house. We did each others make-up, picked out the “perfect” outfits and practiced the lyrics over and over again until we had them memorized. As we walked through the doors of the Rose Garden Arena we felt ten times older than we were. All five of us including her mom stood up a little taller than normal. We took our seats and then the music started “Ohhhhh … I’m just a girl …” the crowd went crazy. The lights, the sound, the audience, lit up and didn’t stop for two hours. We felt like we were on top of the world and all grown up.

Everyone has vivid memories about the first concert they’ve ever gone to. Whether it was Michael Jackson, Eddie Money, or Poison, chime in to tell us the first concert you went to.

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06.15.2008 Report
My first concert was red hot chilli peppers in 1992. I remember just being overwhelmed by the number of people being so excited, and how loud it was!
06.15.2008 Report
My first concert was Ringo Star and the All Stars I think. I think I went with my mom!
06.15.2008 Report
This is true synchronicity. One of the reasons I miss my NYC home so much is the live music I was always exposed to (as a child, and throughout my life). Here, in the little town I'm living in now in Oregon, I was so excited that Crosby Stills and Nash were doing a concert very close by. They were amazing, and all I could think about was the first concert I remember loving. It was in the early 70s, and it was the "Peace Concert" at Madison Square Garden. I was a young teenager, and I hardly understood what a major gathering this was, but I could hardly breathe. Hurray for music. What a sweet memory.
06.14.2008 Report
The first concert I went to was so much fun. There was never another one like it.
06.14.2008 Report
It was the late 70's and my friend Lee dragged me to see Pat Benatar at the Lakeland (Florida) Civic Center. I couldn't hear anything due to the ringing in my ears for two days. They say if it's too loud, youre too old, but I must have been BORN too old!
06.14.2008 Report
I went to a concert when I was 13 with my friend, her boyfriend, her older sister, and her sister's two older friends. We saw Bryan Adams. When we left, my friend's diabetic boyfriend indulged in underage drinking. Then, he got dangerously drunk after one beer due to his condition, and and did a "pee-pee" dance. One of the sister's older friends also got drunk, and forced his girlfriend, the driver, to drive into a ditch. Me, my friend, and her sister got out of the car to walk home, since we were in the neighborhood. Then we heard screaming from the car - the drunk guy was holding down his girlfriend to stop her from leaving the car. A Kung-Fu instructor(who was another friend's father we knew) ran out of his house in his underwear, holding a gun, and broke up the problem.
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When I was about 10 years old, my parents took a friend and myself to see The Osmonds. I am definitely dating myself. We loved Donny Osmond! We were so silly! All the older girls were screaming and crying. We started screaming to after a while just because everyone else was.We sung along with all the songs. We thought we were something else. Everyone back then read Tiger Beat and thought they would marry Donny Osmond. It is too funny to think back on!!
06.14.2008 Report
In the summer of my 13th year I scored a ticket to the Herman's Hermits concert. I was working up in the mountains at a Christian camp, so my doting daddy came to pick me up on the Saturday afternoon of the concert. As we were descending the mountain we had a flat tire! I was in a tizzy that Daddy wouldn't get the tired changed soon enough to get me home in time to get ready for my big night. Needless to say, he not only got me home in a timely fashion...and then on to the concert. On Sunday he returned me to my camp kitchen duties.
I remember screaming my throat raw at the concert, I remember having absolutely no interest in The Turtles (who came out to meet their adoring fans...Why would I? I was going to marry Peter Noone!) I have no memory of the return trip up the mountain.
What a wonderful memory to have of my dad this Father's Day weekend!
06.14.2008 Report
I don't remember my first concert, but the first one I do recall was a totally unexpected and unscheduled accident. I was 21 years old, recently married and living in Germany with my husband, an Army enlisted man. Every once in a while we'd go to the EM Club for a drink with friends, and one night while we were there, who should walk in but ELVIS PRESLEY! He was also in the Army, and was well known for his unannounced drop-ins to entertain the troops. He sang half a dozen of his best-known songs for us, then walked around from table to table and shook hands with all of us, stopping to chat now and then. This happened 47 years ago, but I remember it as though it were yesterday, and I know I'll never forget it as long as I live!
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I saw QUEEN. What a concert. This was at the height of their career. To hear "We are the Champions" in a concert is something none of us at the concert will ever forget. I was hooked on concerts for the rest of my life.
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