Today, I came across the ticket stub from the very first concert I attended. It brought back some memories! I was a late bloomer when it came to attending rock concerts. While most of my friends went to concerts when they were in their early to mid teens, I didn’t go to my first concert until I was 18! I was living and working in a small town called Herzogenaurach in Germany at the time. I was an Army brat and my dad had been transferred to Germany the summer after my high school graduation. We had been living in Tennessee and I was tempted to stay there and go to college, since I had attended all four years of high school there and had quite a few friends. In the end, though, I couldn’t bear to be separated from my family, and so decided to go with them to Germany. While there, I found work as a nanny. I also found a boyfriend, Michael, who was the person who took me to my first rock concert. The band was Tears for Fears and they were in the midst of their worldwide “Sowing the Seeds of Love” concert tour.
The date was March 18, 1990. It was before Desert Shield started. Things were normal at the time and the mass military deployments of my friends and neighbors to Saudi Arabia had not started yet. I recall the minute details that my eighteen-year-old self felt important enough to catalog for long-term storage in my brain! I remember meeting Michael at the colonel’s house on post the night of the concert. We had chosen that spot because the colonel’s daughter, Jen, was going to go with us to the concert. We were also taking my little sister, who was good friends with Jen. I remember the outfit I wore. It had been one of my favorites: a black button-down fitted shirt with a matching swing mini-skirt. I paired the outfit with some opaque black hose and bright red heels! I have no recollection of what my sister or Jen or Michael were wearing! I guess it didn’t matter much to me.
We spent a little bit of time talking to Jen’s parents and then started out to the concert. Michael drove us to the Frankenhalle concert hall in Nurnberg where Tears for Fears was performing. It was all indoors and I remember it being a bit crowded. I also remember thinking it was a pretty small venue for a band like Tears for Fears to be playing. They had been super popular when I was in junior high and high school, especially during their “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” days.
I don’t remember who opened up for them. I don’t think it was a band that I really liked or even knew. I do remember the stage. It was really cool. They had 1960’s style psychedelic looking images flashing on the screen in back of the band as they performed. They totally matched the feel of the song “Sowing the Seeds of Love”.
I remember the crowd as being pretty well behaved. Everyone was just standing or dancing and enjoying the music. Pretty mellow crowd…like the band! Definitely a different experience from the Metallica concert I attended in the U.S. a few years later!
Time has faded any other memories of my first concert. It’s funny what memories the brain chooses to keep and discard. I DO remember having a great time! I guess that was the most important memory to keep!