My first concert…

..was Bryan Adams. My dad finally decided I was old enough to go to a concert, to which I went alone. I was 16 then and rather excited to be there, even though I only knew like a couple of his songs.

I had floor tickets. Didn't know how the ticketing system worked and I just followed the crowd and made my way to the front of the stage somehow. There were no barricades then, so I could lean on the stage (I miss that setting now. These days you're lucky if you are within 10 feet to the stage at most places). Having not mastered my small talk skills by then, my 2 hour wait time for Adams was rather un-eventful.

When they came out, I was bang in front of the lead guitarist, who was fun to watch. Bryan had humongous amounts of energy and kept running all over the stage. The kid actually kicked my Pepsi off the stage in his excitement and then winked at me. That was good fun. The only time I had such an experience I guess :-). That brings me to this weird phenomenon. I've never understood people's need to try and touch musicians. There was this lady behind me who would squish me to the stage everytime bryan came around and stood in front of me. I had to literally fight her off, but she was much stronger and I resigned myself to the fate and kept praying he wouldn't stop in front of me to play.

I yelled myself hoarse, singing every song wrong and making up my own lyrics. I talked like I had a sore throat for days after that.

Oh, I guess I should give a summary of kinds. If you are into bryan adams, he's good fun to watch and plays a lot of encores. I personally, outgrew him a long time ago, but I still have fond memories of the concert.