Time for a little reminiscing.
I found this prompt at Writing.com and thought it would be fun: Your first concert experience
My first concert was New Kids on the Block.
I was all of 12 years old when they came to our area for the second time. My two best friends and I went. We had on our t-shirts and ponytails, and my mom even let me wear a little mascara. I thought I was so grown up and cool!
When my mom was buying the tickets at a local department store (they always sold event tickets for some reason), she saw some of girls from our school with their moms. Not being familiar with the arena layout, she talked with them and they told her to get tickets that ended up being the worst. We couldn't see the band even with our little stadium binoculars! We ended up roaming around the arena, running into friends from school, checking out the boys, and having a good time. Afterward, we found our moms (there was a room set up for parents at the arena, pretty nice of them!) and started on the hour and a half drive home, stopping at Krystal for a snack. I have no idea why I remember that; it may have been my first time eating at Krystal also.
I don't remember much more about the night, just the feeling of fun and youth and invincibility that the very young seem to have. It was a happy time.
And just for fun, this was their latest song at the time of the concert:
Wow. My poor parents.
Ah, yes. I remember the first concerts I "shared" with my children. My eldest fell in love with Jimmy Buffett, she and two others loved the Manhattan Transfer, and they made me take them to the Bangles. My son needed an escort at 5 (d-uh) for a teenybop carnival of (non)singers...and at 16 (when the law changed to require 18) to a local hard rock group...
ReplyDeleteBut, he also remembers my b.... and moaning about taking him to GoodBurger- the absolutely worst movie I have ever seen. (And, it was just on late night cable, where he laughed his ... off realizing just how bad it really was).