In this First Concert Ever segment, Wolf Bradley, of the indie pop duo, The Habits, shares the story of his first concert. You can check out the story, after the break.
My first concert changed my life. Let me set the scene. It was October. 2005. I was an awkward 7th grader less than a year away from dying my hair fluorescent green, spiking it in a faux-hawk, and playing my first gig ever at my bar mitzvah reception. I was always a fan of music, but it was mostly stuff my parents listened to and not something I discovered on my own. The year before, American Idiot was release and I finally found music that spoke to me. I was literally obsessed with that album. Naturally, I got into the rest of Green Day’s music and became a die-hard fan. My mom knew this and she bought me a ticket to see them at, what was then, the Home Depot Center in Carson, CA.
She and I arrived as Flogging Molly were playing. It was a huge football stadium full of kids and adults that looked like me. By that I mean, they dressed like me and carried themselves with the same sense of outcast wonder that I did. I felt so at home. I promptly bought a tour shirt, that I still have to this day, and we found our seats as Jimmy Eat World took the stage. We were basically in the nose bleeds, but it didn’t matter. I was young and living out a dream. Jimmy Eat World finished and the lights went out. Next thing I knew, Billie Joe, Mike, and Tre were running to their places.
Even though I was in a stadium full of people, the moment they started playing I felt like they were singing just to me. I was frozen still in amazement at what was happening. Nothing could have moved me from that spot. I studied every move Billie Joe made and soaked up the performance like a sponge. It was one of the best nights of my life. It inspired me to pursue my passion for making music wholeheartedly. From that night on, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life.