Yeah, Sins, in comparison with that, pretty much any other concert would come across as a pale imitation...
My first concert was back in the early '80s, can't recall the year, when Styx was touring in support of Kilroy Was Here. Cool show, Styx fans don't generally get too out-of-control - the worst fuss I recall was some guy getting pissed at Security for confiscating his stash. (Good thing they did, though - I learned later that second-hand pot smoke makes me stop breathing. Not a good experience.)
My first "club" was one of the last shows at Rock Candy, in Seattle, when Type O Negative played there. I loved the way the bass line vibrated my intestines. Fortunately, I was at the edge of the moshing (small floor, so the pit was everywhere) - I planted my feet and did my impression of a pinball table's bumper, letting the other freaks carom off of me.
Always wanted to see my favorite band, Rush, in concert, but after I learned my reaction to marijuana smoke, I sadly realized that was not to be. A lot of Rush fans are potheads, you see...
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