In this First Concert Ever segment, the singer-songwriter, Livia Blanc, talks about her first concert ever. You can check out the feature, after the break.
My dad and Godfather are both musicians and I felt fortunate to tag along to concerts growing up. The first concert I ever went to, and actually remember, was the Rolling Stones LICKS 40 tour in 2003 in Marseilles at the Vélodrome stadium. I remember my dad carrying me on his shoulders so I could see the show from the “pelouze.” There were giant screens that would move around and combine two by two, streaming live Charlie Watts, Ronnie Wood, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards individually. It was grand. Un moment Incroyable!!
The show was full of danger and surprises, like when thousands of pink and red heart-shaped confetti blew out of giants canons as Mick crossed over to the small middle stage. Or when the stage started spitting fire, as the giant screen showed the iconic tongue (also on fire) swirling like a french kiss. I remember a suitably larger-than-life artwork by Jeff Koons. The colors were breathtaking. That surely gave me a taste for grandeur.
I was enchanted along with the 40000 spectators coming from all around the world, to the rhythm of The Rolling Stones big classics. Now 15 years later I sing and live in the empire city, where my “friends are so alarming, my lover’s never charming, life’s just a cocktail party on the street. Big Apple.” I was really just a kid back then but that’s when I decided I wanted to be a rockstar… every little girl’s dream.
(Photo credit: Tyler Evitt)