VIDEO: What's your best music memory?
- Posted on April 11, 2007 10:35 AM
- 4 comments
There's no doubt about it... she may be tiny, but our little roving reporter bustles her way in to chat to the best of them. In between sipping champas at the London Urban Music Awards, Katie chatted to Jay-Z, Coolio, Felix Dexter and friends about the gigs that have made an impact on them.
The question is... what gig or event rocked your world? We want to hear about it... the good, the bad and the downright ugly. Post your memories in the comments section. If you can beat Coolio's epic description, we'll take our hats (and more) off to you.
For full details of what went on backstage, check out our full report.
Comments (4)
Katie
I was publed to within an inch of my life at a Silverchair gig in Australia. It was one of my first concerts and I've never been good in mosh pits... something to do with my height I guess. Despite the smelly pits around me, the feeling of fear and the possibility that I'd come to a beer and sweaty bogan-soaked death, I came out alive and buzzing. What a gig!
The 'Live' gig at the same venue was also a corker... I went with my mum and the sight of her singing 'Lightning Crashes' with her lighter in the air with stay with me always.
Posted on April 11, 2007 3:45 PM
Nick
Mine was also in Australia; Radiohead at Rod Laver Arena in Melbourne in 2004. It was by no means the best performance I have ever seen as Thom was certainly not sounding the best, and in fact cancelled the second gig that was meant to follow the next evening, but it was my most memorable. Radiohead had for a long, long time been my favourite band and this gig was the first opportunity I had to see them live, something I will never forget.
Posted on April 11, 2007 3:57 PM
James
Your first time is always special even if it is a bit embarrassing and often with the wrong person. My first was at the tender age of ten at the Queens Hall Theatre in Barnstaple on an Autumn evening in 1977. The Wurzels waddled on to the stage, straws in mouth and red handkerchiefs tied round their plump necks. The reception was rapturous and the band brought the scrumpy sodden farm hands to a feverish crescendo of ecstasy with the Devonian anthem 'I am a cider drinker'. The lights, the noise and the pulsing crush of a crowd in delirious adoration had me hooked. Who would I have liked for my first time? A hundred or so miles away The Clash were ripping up the Rainbow Theatre with their White Riot tour. But I was ten, and my mum would have said no even if I'd known who The Clash were. They say that smell evokes memories better than any other sense - and no Clash concert could ever have had that utterly individual Wurzel gig perfume: a heady scent of dried scrumpy, honest country sweat and notes of sweet manure. Now that's rock 'n roll.
Posted on April 11, 2007 5:03 PM
Nat
I used to go to a lot of gigs in the late 80s and went through a phase of going to see so-called psychedelic rockers Loop. A friend and I one day had the idea to take a pound of leeks with us so that we could look more weird than everyone else, and decided to throw them at the band. This started a series of Loop gigs in which we would take leeks, or the odd banana subject to availablity, to throw at the band. I never got a direct hit but I am sure the band appreciated the gesture none the less and, more importantly, we never tired of laughing at our own joke or congratulating ourselves for being so unconventional.
Posted on April 24, 2007 5:02 PM
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