Inspired by my wife

My better half just posted about music from the 80's, I love the fact that her first concert was Guns N Roses at the Salt Palace.  I love the fact that she made fun of the girl who listened to the Violent Femmes and Erasure.  Like those people were from another planet.

Well, here's my first concert:

I guess that means we wouldn't have been friends, or at least she would have roller her eyes at me when I drove by with HoJo blasting or better yet, Simple Minds.

I think we all need to confess our first concerts, get them out there.  I believe it makes a statement about our youth that has absolutely nothing to do with who we are today.  I remember having to get extra, extra special permission to go to the Thompson Twins/OMD concert, because it was on a SUNDAY!!!  GASP.  Of course, there is no way I would let my kids go to a concert on a Sunday now, but back then, I think it was before the whole list of things that you shouldn't do on a Sunday was widely distributed.  I remember the crowd going wild, OMD came out first and it was just the two of them and a keyboard.  Then the real show started, it was their "Here's to Future Days" tour.  I bought a picture book and a t-shirt, unfortunately they only had a Medium size left.  Well, those of you who know me realize I have been a "large" all my life.  So needless to say the desire to show off my concert tee diminished greatly the next day when I was walking through the halls of my middle school wearing a shirt that looked like it had been purchased for a small stuffed animal.

What's worse?  Yea, I had one of these strapped on my wrist:

So, not only would Jodi have not had anything to do with me growing up, she probably would have backed me over with a pick-up truck.  And you know what?  I probably deserved it.  Thank goodness for time and, more importantly, spending those formidable years hundreds of miles apart.