In this First Concert Ever segment, the singer-songwriter, Tim Schou, talks about the story of his first experience with live music. You can check out the story, after the break.
My first real concert ever was a concert where I blacked out, and I’m only able to tell about it because my friends told me what happened.
I was 16 years old and I was going to a show with a famous Danish band called “Kashmir” and as we got in and the show started, we made our way up to the front row. I wasn’t really into indie music at the time, more into musical theatre, but I felt different this night, the band had a pull on me, and the feeling slowly graduated for me as I got more and more into the energy and universe of their music.
At one point I remember just jumping up and down and banging my head to the music and the lead singer comes over to me center stage and dangles his guitar right in front of me like a piece of candy. And in my transcendent trip, I must’ve thought it was an invitation to grab it, so I reached out, and for some reason, I go straight for the cable and try to pull it out and in the midst of my trip, all I see is the lead singer in something that looked like slow-motion, shaking his head and desperately screaming “nooo no ooo noooo no” to me while looking like the end of the world.
Right before I had managed to pull the cable all the way out of his guitar, I quickly came to my senses and let go of the guitar and cable, completely confused to what had just happened and the lead singer pulled back like I was some sort of rapist. Was I one second from ruining “Kashmir’s” show? My friends were all like, wtf are you doing man?
I couldn’t tell you exactly what happened at that moment, but from that day on, I knew that music was one hell of a drug and I wanted more.