Today is the 20th anniversary of my very first concert.
Back on April 13th in 1996, when I was just a fourteen year old angst-filled teenager, some friends and I went to the Pacific Coliseum in Vancouver to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
The Peppers were my favorite band at the time, and I remember being really excited not only to see them live, but to finally attend a concert.
The band’s 1991 release, Blood Sugar Sex Magik, had sucked me in. My best friend at the time Jared, and I, were playing the CD relentlessly for a few years at this point. Those funky base lines were burned into my soul. Sir Psycho Sexy and The Righteous & the Wicked were my favorite tracks, I just couldn’t stop listening to those lyrics.
When One Hot Minute came out in the fall of 1995, I bought it within the first few weeks and fell in love all over again. I was immediately drawn to the desperate lyrics of Transcending, and the vulnerable vocals on Pea.
In the months leading up to the concert, there were many days where either one of these two albums would be stuck on repeat.
The concert came, and we went, and I was left in completely awe. I wrote about it before, read about the concert that changed my life.
Each year I would go to a few more concerts then the previous year, chasing the dragon that was my first experience.
Around 2008 I was attending about a concert per month, and I had started sneaking my camera in to take photos of the various bands I was infatuated with.
My love for concerts soon grew into the creation of a Facebook Group where I would track upcoming shows in the Vancouver area and share all the terribly unprofessional photos I was taking.
That Facebook Group grew into the creation of a website, and over a few years and some hard work that has blossomed into what we have now.
Currently we have about two dozen active contributors all over North America. We provide daily content to an combined social and newsletter presence of ~7,500 readers.
Twenty years ago I went to a concert, and it changed my life.
Today I am reflecting on all that has happened since that fateful day, and I am humbled.
I am humbled by the support of my family and friends, the support of our readers, and by all the wonderful things that my love for live music has brought into my life.
So with all that I just want to say thank you.
Thank you for following along and perusing the stuff we put out.
I hope to be here for at least 20 more.