It Was Twenty Years Ago Today!

Think I'm a little younger then some here. 

For me "The Red Hot Chili Peppers" was a big band to see live in the early 90's.

They played a small venue in Rode Island around 91, they had 2 opening bands with them. First was Smashing Pumpkins (before Siamese Dream came out) fallowed up with Pearl Jam (before 10 came out). Think tickets were like $25

It was almost a 4hr show, I remember being beside myself the entire time. On the following Monday went to 3 different record stores to get Smashing Pumpkins and Peal Jams records. Only to be told, they have no idea who those bands are, there are no records to sell. 

The second life changing event for me was Lalapalooza also think it was 1991, saw almost every band I loved, including Nine Inch Nails, Butthole Surfers, and Jane's addiction. That was an incredible day, no other festival has come close. 

Anyone checkout Neil Young’s Bridge School Benefit shows over the years?  I went to a few when I lived in NorCal.  Some of the best shows I’ve seen with great collaborations.  I remember Neil and Bruce doing Down by the River.  Great stuff.  

I rely on memory, which is increasingly unreliable.  I find that I now bore people with long rambling and increasingly inaccurate histories of my early concert going experiences.  At least back in the day I would have bored them with accurate recall.

  I’m always amazed when someone likeBrett Kavanaugh or Pete Hegseth can produce a piece of evidence from their teen aged years to refute an accusation.  If I had saved my day planner from that era my mother would have undoubtedly tossed it at some point.

One of the reasons I started this thread was because I am incredibly jealous of some of the concert that some people have attended.  But then again, someone had to have seen The Police at CBGBs.  I admire the efforts some have made to remember the shows they attended.  My reliance on memory is faulty, but I know I smoked weed with George Clinton at the Apollo.  Whether or not Buddy Guy came into the men's room while soloing as I peed at the urinal is less clear.  But I do recall his roadie had the longest guitar cable I've ever seen.  It was somewhere on the northside of Chicago.

It really pisses me off that I can't get paper stubs to most concerts these days. I love to look at them now & then, mainly to recall where that concert was. We rarely bet big names in our small town but I swore one night, with company visiting from out of town, that we saw Jackson Browne here.  Nobody believed me, a trip  to the stubs drawer and I proved I have not yet lost my mind.