Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The Beginning

Do you remember your first concert?  I do, and I'll never tell (coughNKOTBcough). But I was 11. Add 5 years, and I went to the first concert that changed my life.  It stayed with me for days.  You know what I'm talking about- the concerts that you just can't seem to shake. The ones that make you feel like you were put on this earth to see THAT artist on THAT night.

That's the beauty of live music.  It will never be performed that way again.

The first concert that changed my life was Billy Joel at the (old) Boston Garden.  Live Billy is incredible. You feel like you are at your local bar sitting around the jukebox with 18,000 of your closest friends.  Here is some Live Billy.

The second was The Who. I did not grow up with The Who. My parents did. But good music is good music, and I always had a rule- any chance you have to see a legend, ya gotta go, whether you are a fan of the music or not. So I went. And it stayed with me for weeks.  Here is The Who Live

U2 still does it for me every time, every tour.  Check out this clip.  I hate to say it, but the older I get, the 'concerts that change your life' become fewer. I'm not sure if that's because I go to fewer shows, or because the music is getting worse. Maybe both. But the good ones stay with you forever. Like this one. Crappy audio footage, but exactly to the point.


What was the last concert that really got to you?

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