Driving South down I-89 Sunday A peculiar thought occur to me. How many rock concerts have I attended in my lifetime? I won’t include all the excellent bar bands, with one exception. Lets see.
When I was in high school my friends and I saw at the field house in Dartmouth…The Association…Spanky and our Gang…Sly and the Family Stone.
When I was stationed in Hawaii I saw Lydia Pence and Cold Blood. We almost saw Brownsville station play. In fact they were in the Hotel room across the hall from us at he Holiday Inn on Waikiki Beach. There’s a long story about this trip to tell.
My youngest brother say we went to a Frank Zappa concert at Dartmouth. I’ll take his word for it. I know that I saw the group Boston.
Got to see the Pousette- Dart band at a Bar in Killington in 1977.
The Wife and I saw The Moody Blues one July night in the 1990’s in Stowe. It was so cold it was spitting snow.
I remember going to the Montreal Forum to a concert but for the life of me I can’t remember who I saw. Oh well…