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The giveaway prize consists of two (2) tickets to see Josh Ritter & the Royal City Band at The Fonda Theatre in Hollywood, CA on March 19, 2013 at 8pm.

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I wasn't allowed to go to a concert until I was 18, which really sucked. So, here it is, 1986, and I was finally able to go to a concert... and I went to see the Violent Femmes. It was at Bogart's, in Cincinnati, and I was too young for the main floor. My friend Sally and I, giddy with being at a concert, went upstairs to the balcony to watch. Unfortunately, they only played songs from their newest album, which sucked, so instead of listening, we sat down and talked (probably about guys). It wasn't living up to the amazing fun I had expected of a concert. When I got up to go to the bathroom, I realized that I had sat in somebody's gum. Sally and I spent the rest of the concert picking gum off my a*s.

My next concert (The Dead Milkmen) was better, but I got a flat tire on the way home.

My Step Dad introduced me to Bruce Springsteen a few years after we first met, at first I wasn't keen however, I came to love his music greatly. In 2008, we went to see him whilst he was on tour over here in the UK. It was my first concert and the atmosphere was amazing. The music too was outstanding and made me love him as an artist even more. Was a great experience and performance from the Boss.

I was nine the year Jerry Garcia played his last concert in Portland. Everyone around us was smoking pot, so I passed out before Chuck Berry finished his opening set, but managed to wake up before they played my favorite Grateful Dead song. We rode the train home and, much to my mother's shame or amusement (she still hasn't decided), I serenaded our car with those sweetly child-appropriate lyrics, "Riding that train/high on cocain/Casey Jones ya better/watch your speed" until we reached our stop.

hannah montana/miley cyrus tour 2007. hartford with my cousin and mom and aunt. sick nasty

Simon & Garfunkle and The Lovin' Spoonful. 1965 at the Hollywood Bowl.
"Do you believe in magic?"
'Lookin for fun and feeling groovy"..................

I was 13, and my parents told me, my brother, and my sister to dress up to see the London Symphony Orchestra, which had come to San Antonio. We weren't particularly thrilled, but some culture wouldn't kill us. When we got there, we were dressed all nice but we saw these other kids dressed in all black. It wasn't until we saw the tickets that we realized they had duped us into going to Weird Al's Poodle Hat tour. Best trick ever.

I was about 10 or 11, my mom took me to go see No Doubt in Las Vegas. I truly do not remember much of it, the 3 events that I remember most clearly was
1) My mom made me wear ear plugs for fear that the music would be too loud
2) This guy (who had acknowledge me beforehand) stood directly in front of me during the concert)
3) Another man saw what he did, so he pretended to be my "uncle" and threaten the guy to move out of my way

It was to see a small at the time band named Starfield on thanksgiving day in Moncton NB which at the time was a big deal. The seats were horrible, back row, squished between people as old as my parents but twice as wide. It was pretty bad, the music was great, but the experience was gross, kind of amazing I ever went to another concert really.

My first concert was the Jackson's Victory tour. I think I was 8 and was totally in love with Michael Jackson. Problem was that I was terrified of all of the pyrotechnics and animatronics (remember the gigantic spider???), so my poor mom and I spent most of the concert in the bathroom where it wasn't so loud. I don't even want to know how much money my parents spent to take me!

My first concert was a James Taylor concert. My parents took me when I was just a kid, maybe 7 or 8. My dad is a big fan of his, so I grew up on his music, and I remember thinking it was a really big deal that we were seeing him in the flesh. I remember in the weeks leading up to the show spending extra time with my dad's JT cassettes, listening to his songs over and over again and studying the liner notes so I would have all the lyrics memorized before the concert. At the concert, there weren't a lot of other kids there, and it just seemed so special that my parents let me go with them. I dressed up for it, and I just felt like such a grown-up; it was a neat feeling. Even then, I loved his music, but there was nothing like hearing those songs played live, knowing James Taylor was in the same room as me, breathing the same air, actually singing those words that I had heard a million times before. It was magical.

I've seen James Taylor a few more times since that time, but nothing will ever beat that first concert.

My first concert was an incredible experience. It was a gateway that led me to the exciting world of live music. The car was packed; My moms' drove, my sisters and I stirred nervously in the back seat. We were on our way to our first concert. There were two big bands headlining the show, but we went for the opener, Less Than Jake.

There we were, 5 rows from the farthest seats in the house, in the "nosebleed" section, tucked all the way in the left corner of the giant auditorium. We didn't care, it was perfect, a dream come true. The guys from the band took the stage, and as tiny as they appeared from our seats, it was the biggest, most exciting moment of my 14 year old life. We screamed, and stood instantly, the three of us (sisters). "Last one out of Liberty City, Burn it to the Ground," began to play and we went wild. We'd listened to their CD's for years. Every lyrics was imprinted into our memories, every intro, every guitar solo, every horn that blew, we knew every word they sang. As I looked around at the fellow concert goers surrounding us, I realized that we were the only three standing, singing, shouting, screaming the lyrics to the opening act from our nosebleed bleacher section. Did they just not know how amazing Less Than Jake really is? Were we doing this whole concert thing wrong? We couldn't have been. I felt so connected with the band, and with my sisters. By the end of Less Than Jake's set, we were drenched and exhausted, our throats soar and voices coarse from the sheer excitement that had been escaping from our cores and bellowing from our lungs. I felt free, invigorated. Smelly, caked in sweat, hair a complete disaster from jumping up and down, I was as far removed from being a 14 year old self-conscious girl than I had been since childhood.

Since that concert, I have been to many many more shows. I learned that I enjoy a smaller venue, with more of an intimate feel, the feeling you get when everyone around you knows the lyrics and sings from their core and excitement bellows from their lungs.

My first concert was Green Day. Being a Bay Area native I had been aware of them for a couple of years before their album "Dookie" came out. So, I "spent the night at my friends house" and went to the concert with some friends and their parents. I was in 6th grade. It was such an amazing experience and turned me on to all sorts of rock music after. I've seen Green Day many times since then, as well as many other bands, and they are one of the best live bands I have ever seen. :)

A girl in my junior high school wanted to be friends, so she gave me 2 tickets to see Donovan that she had won on a radio contest. My mother would only allow me to go to the concert if my oldest sister took me. We went, and I wondered why he had incense burning on the stage all night. The concert hall reeked of "incense". I think my sister must have answered my questions appropriately because I can't remember her explanations. The concert was wonderful and Donovan still brings back good memories.

My first concert was Train at the Orange County Fair here in California. I was 10 years old and had never been to a concert yet. Train were very popular because of their hits like Drops of Jupiter, but had yet to reach the super stardom they've reached beginning with Hey Soul Sister. We watched from high up in the stands where we could barely make out the band, but for a family with a 10 year old, a 4 year old, and a newborn it was the perfect place. My little brother and I had the freedom to amuse many an adult that were nearby with our crazy and offbeat but genuine dancing.

Afterwards, I took the CD player I had (ipods were still out of my price range) and I listened to every album my mom had on repeat for the rest of the summer only occasionally switching it out for the only CD that was in my sole possession, The Best of the Beach Boys.

When I came back to school that fall and it came to be my turn to be the "Star of the Week" one of the things we had to share was who was our favorite band. I immediately said Train, but no one knew who they were. This seemed weird to me, and frustrating when everyone else "discovered" Hey Soul Sister, but to this day I still know the words to many of their songs by heart, including many of their lesser known songs like Meet Virginia.

I'm going to see them again for the first time since then this summer at the Verizon Amphitheater in Irvine, California with two of my friends, including one who is the only person I have met to date who can even come close to being as big of a Train fan as I am. I can't wait!

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I was 15 and I went to go see Vampire Weekend at Radio City Music Hall. It was a wednesday night and I skipped school to prepare; my image is directly tied to my self-esteem. When I arrived I realized that attending an indie rock concert is directly opposite from going to the opera- someone spilled beer on my prized Valentino skirt. The music was amazing, Ezra Koeing (the lead singer) looked me in the eyes and I died.

I was 14 and I went to see Seiji Ozawa conduct the Toronto Symphony. I feel madly in love with him and had a crush on him ever since. For the record this was 46 years ago.
The energy and passion of a symphony conductor is the sexiest thing in the world to me.
Have you ever watched Gustavo Dudamel, now that is a rock star!

When I was like 10 I went to this really tiny music festival type thing that was usually reserved for washed up bands that are no longer culturally relevant like REO Speedwagon or Molly Hatchet with a friend and his parents. We saw this Beatles cover band and of course being 10 I thought that they were the actual Beatles

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