For Those About to Rock...
Roundtabler Lauren Poulin poses an interesting question this week. She posits that one's first concert experience says a lot about an individual.
Mine was a college show at age 17, featuring a local band called the SplatCats and a Rochester, NY band called the Chesterfield Kings. I have no idea what that would say about me, except that I was too poor to pay $19.50 for Judas Priest and instead had to settle for the $7 gigs ($5 for students).
We all know what the last concert we went to says about us, though. For example:
If you uttered the phrase,"Woooh! Play 'Whipping Post,' and I'll get my homely wife to show you her t*ts!" it indicates that you drive a rusty 1986 Dodge Charger and own the Collector's Edition of "Barb Wire" with bonus deleted scenes.
If at the last concert you attended, the words, "I was into them before they got huge," escaped your big yap, it means your mother is sick of warehousing you and your 2,302 LPs, so get them the f*ck out of what she hopes will become her sewing room.
If you used Aquanet to get ready for your last concert, Bobby Vinton thought you were 'special' and didn't tell a soul that you have 1970's bush and Metamucil breath.
Head on over to Lauren's if you like, to get in on the rock chat!