Who remembers their first concert?
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
If you missed my column in Saturdays GT, here it is.
Who remembers their
first concert ever? Mine was ABBA and I was so crazy excited. It was 1977, I
was 10 and it was a hot Australian summer. I remember feeling quite queasy and
my Dad told me it was butterflies in my tummy which did need explanation at the
time. It was at the Sidney Myer Music Bowl and it was fabulous. I was hooked.
What about the first
all out crush on a band or its singer? Mine was the Bay City Rollers but I was
not lucky enough to see them live, I did however wear tartan to show my undying
support. I am totally putting myself on the line here and telling you that
I was head over heels crazy for Marilyn and Boy George. How did I not
understand then that they didn't bat for my team but for each others? When I
watch the videos now I feel a little foolish. I had a dream that I knew what
room number Marilyn was staying in but not what hotel so I went to all the big
ones in Melbourne (not that many in the mid 80's) but surprisingly had no luck.
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I was the envy of
all when I got tickets to see Boy George and Culture Club and I was right up
the front. I was happy but I have never been that crazy screaming kind of fan
and it never crossed my mind to throw my knickers either. At this particular
concert they had quiet a large space in front of the stage, perhaps a few
meters that was unused. I was right on the barricade and seriously spent most
of the night helping to pass along girls who had fainted. The funniest thing
was that they would be lying there with the St Johns ambulance and when they
came to and saw how close they were to Georgie boy they screamed their lungs
out and passed out again. It sure was an experience to watch.
My last crazy antic
was to express my love for Spandau Ballet. A friend and I managed to get in to
the Hilton Lobby Cafe just before all the fans starting camping out the front.
We were 17 and broke so drank crazy amounts of water and lived on the free nuts
for about 24 hours. The staff were surprisingly nice to us, I think they
thought it was cute and we were well mannered. So much so that they arranged
for the band to come down and meet us. OMG!!!!! I remember clearly that
Martin Kemp was freshly showered and smelt soooooo good. They were very
friendly and gracious and we got all their autographs.
A few nights ago I
had the pleasure to take my 8 year old daughters to their first concert/boy
band crush which was of course One Direction. My heart sang that night seeing
their eyes widen at the wonder of it all. During the opening act Miss L told me
she was saving all her screaming for 1D. When the lights went down and the glow
sticks were everywhere they both let out an audible sigh of amazement. They
screamed, they danced and sung their little hearts out. I was a little teary
watching how happy they were. The icing on the cake was seeing 1D drive right
by us when they left.
The next morning
Miss L was inconsolable. She told me it was one of the best things she had ever
done, she loved them so much and was sad she could not go again. Bless her
cotton socks.
This was a rite of
passage and I am glad I was there for it, it may however take a while to get my
hearing back.
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