My first rock concert. Wow. That was, quite honestly, one of the best nights of my life.
The show was Frankie Goes to Hollywood, I think it must have been 1984. It was my best high school friend and I, standing on the seats in the beautiful Saenger theatre in New Orleans. 4th row. The opening band was Belouise Some, who I really loved as well (we got to see the lead singer of Belouise Some in the lobby closeup before the show - and THAT was a big deal!).
From the 4th row, we were able to get a clear view of everything, including Frankie's bassist Mark O'Toole, who I thought was so cute. It was an awesome, heavily eyelinered crowd. The crowd even smelled good, something I have never thought of any concert crowd again.
I finally understood what it was like to go to a concert instead of always screaming at the TV when my favorites were performing (yes, I actually did that when Duran Duran were on television). Now, they could actually hear my screams! Wow, I felt on top of the world that night.
I would love to hear about the first concerts of some of you guys out there. Please post them in the comments, especially if they feature a group that personifies the 1980's.
During Hurricane Katrina, the Saenger Theatre went underwater. I believe it still remains unrepaired and unopened on Canal Street. Every time I pass it, or hear of it, I always think of how sad it is that the stage I first saw Frankie on is gone, and those red seats that gave us such a great view would not be abused by rowdy concert-going teenagers again. Its a sad feeling, and I hope someone renovates that place, since so many of my most memorable concert experiences happened there. Not to mention, its a beautiful building from an architectural and historical standpoint. But enough seriousness!
I still have the T-shirt I bought on that momentous night. It is still cool even by today's standards, and features the iconic block lettered slogan 'FRANKIE BANG!' on the back. Recently I had my husband wear this teeny tiny shirt to an 80's party some of my friends had. His beer gut hung out from underneath the hem. I am sure that is not the image that the FRANKIE guys had in mind when they first sold that shirt! I loved the irony of my man's big beer gut hanging out of this teeny shirt designed for, and by, a highly sexualized and mostly gay subculture of society. 'Welcome to the Pleasuredome' indeed!