I've been meaning to make this a "thing" here. Tell the stories of all the concerts I've seen. I've seen a lot of them. Stunning. Amazing things. For most of my adult life I've done everything I can to see live music. I could talk for days about the music I've seen. I will try do that here.
It would seem if I talk about music I should talk about the first concert I attended.
1992. Grateful Dead. Soldier Field.
Please don't laugh at me, but I didn't even really know who the Dead was. I was with two Gulf War vets. They took me to this show in Chicago. Early on they were mad they couldn't get the acid they wanted. I didn't get it. I'd never tired acid. Never really been high before in that manner. They left mad. I stood on the infield by myself as the Dead started to play.
That concert was the most stunning thing I'd ever seen. I danced until it hurt. Pretty much sober. I spent like the next few months of my life "following" the Dead" around the Midwest. I found some good acid in the process:)! Did some fucked up stuff.
It seemed like it was a happier time. Often 100+ outside and the fire departments would just train their hoses into the air and let us dance under them. Happy times. I danced a lot. Even to this day push comes to shove I got my "Dead Dance."
I recall at one point my father, a kind of stern man, asked what I was doing, maybe it was time I stopped this and went back to college. He was right and I did. But I actually "toured with the Dead" darn it :).
I know many "deadhead" don't like this song, but I recall this from Solider Field:
Roll away ...