Yes, 90125 tour (with Trevor Rabin on guitar, not Steve Howe). Fun show.
Second concert: Deep Purple on their “Perfect Strangers” tour. Giuffria opened. Awful.
Then it gets better: Three straight REM concerts, 2 at the old Kiel Opera House, 1 at the Fox Theater, where we sat 2nd row, center. Openers were 10,000 Maniacs (who I thought were a pretentious, awful mess even then), Camper Van Beethoven (who were good stoner fun), and The dB’s (who, even at the end of the line were sublime).
I saw Cinderella, Winger, and the Bullet Boys in '89 in concert. I didn’t much care for any of them, but a friend was coming to town who was a big Bullet Boys fan at the time so it was a group decision to go.
What I really remember most is the chubby girl that wanted to sit on my shoulders and why that was such a bad idea.
Oh, and another friend, as usual, picking up some total stranger that he later ended up spending the night with.
Oh wow, do I ever lose at first concert. First concert I ever saw was Canadian hip-hop footnote Kish. (Hey, life was hard when you were in the Canadian boonies and a hip hop fan.) Extra sadness points added because of a surprise guest appearance by Maestro Fresh Wes and the place blew up like it was… y’know… an actual celebrity.
Not counting Lollapalooza 1993 and 1994, then either Sisters of Mercy at the House of Blues, or Offspring at the Hard Rock. I can’t remember which, but both were mid-90s.
Metallica, Palace of Auburn Hills, '97. Tender age of 16. I think we were in the 5th or 6th row of seats, maybe 20 feet from the edge of the stage. Simply an amazing experience, despite the Palace’s horrible soundsystem.
Also U2, but more specifically: The Joshua Tree, at the Olympic Stadium in Montreal, Oct. 1, 1987. Particularly memorable for the fact that they played “October”, which wasn’t really on their usual setlist, but seemed appropriate considering the date.
Hmm… I think the first concert I ever went to was Weird Al. I was about 12 or so at the time and my dad took me to see him at the Vogue Theatre in Vancouver.
The first concert I ever went to without parental supervision was Foo Fighters back in 1996 or 1997 (I’m almost positive it was 1997). I would’ve been in grade 9 at the time (14 years old). They played at the UBC Student Centre. Which was basically a really small basketball court. I don’t think 500 people could be packed into the building.
Huey Lewis & The News on the “Fore!” tour in Amarillo, TX.
The crowd refused to leave at the end of the show. They played two encores and left again. Still, no one would leave. HL came out and asked, “Don’t you guys have anything else to do?”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” (We live in Amarillo, Huey. What the hell else do we have to do?)
“You just want to hear us play all night?”
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!”
“Well there’s one small problem with that. I’m tired.”
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
But he was cool. They came out, did one more quick song, and then they started taking down the stage.
The show was actually a big deal because HL&TN hadn’t been to Amarillo since before they became famous, and Fore! was really the height of their fame. And they put on a hell of a show, too. They actually, like, knew how to play their instruments and perform really well. It wasn’t a mind-blowing rock show, but it had no flaws, either.
That was the year I saw Tom Petty, Journey, Blondie, Chuck Berry (yes Blondie opened- THAT was weird), Montrose and Greg Khin…I forget the order but I hit the concert scene pretty hard that year.