Robert Jon & The Wreck - FIRST CONCERT EVER

In this First Concert Ever segment, the roots rock band, Robert Jon & The Wreck, talks about the story of his first experience with live music. You can check out the story below:

Sometimes it’s hard to recall the first time you do something. Especially, when it’s something that you may do so often now. I don’t recall the first time I rode a bike. I don’t remember the first time I had a piece of pizza, but I do remember my first concert! I think the reason that I remember it more than other firsts in my life, is because it changed the course of my life, but at the time I had no idea.

It was the summer of 2003. I was an awkward middle schooler going into 8th grade. I was listening to everything that fell in the vein of classic rock. It was Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, The Who, Aerosmith, and everything in between. One of my favorites at the time was Boston. When I saw that Boston was coming to my local amphitheater, I went to Tower Records and bought two tickets. There was a Tower Records a short skateboard trip away from my grandparents' house, where I went too often before and after school. So I had the tickets, but now I had to figure out how to get to the concert. I couldn’t drive at the time and I was of the age that going with my dad wasn’t the coolest idea in mind. Although looking back on it, that would have been the best idea. I was a young church kid, so I asked one of the leaders/counselors there, who I knew liked Boston, if he’d drive us and I would give him a ticket. He gladly accepted. I was in. I made it! I had tickets and a ride to the concert!

The concert itself was an explosion of sound like I had never heard before. I remember it was so loud. Louder than my stereo could go or my shitty guitar amp at the time. It was my first concert experience in an amphitheater setting, so seeing people my parents' age drinking, smoking, and having a great time was something I had never seen before. It was everything that I had been looking for at my young, naive age. I then had my formula for going to concerts and once I could drive, it was all over. To this day, I will never forget that one day in the summer of 2003. That’s why whenever I see a young one at any concert I play, I make sure to mention them. You never know, it just might be their first concert and they could be writing about it 20 years later!

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