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I've never been to a rock concert.
Me either. Best I can conger up is hanging out at Rudy's out in the Palo Alto hills while Dave Guard sang folk music for free beers, long before he pulled together the Kingston Trio. And, for dress up, going into the city to hear the Four Freshman at some Market Street dive. Also, Phyllis Diller, Professor Irwin Corey, Lennie Bruce and that entire (first) generation of standup at the Hungry Eye and Purple Onion. Oh, yes, I think the Smothers Brothers were the tag end of that genre. So much entertainment for the price of a drink.
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The only rock concert I've ever heard was the Eurythmics, 1989 at Universal Studios. Annie Lennox...my god. Stupendous.

 

I've either been to or given a zillion folk concerts, all over the eastern seaboard and parts of the southern USA.

 

The concert that stays most in my mind? Marian Anderson, 1958, Louisville, KY. A school friend and I were the only two white people in the jam-packed hall--Memorial Auditorium. Ms. Anderson signed my program afterward, and shook my hand. What an honor.

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I went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at midnight in Boston and in NYC with my teenage punk-inspired daughter. I still enjoy watching it on video. Brand, Janet, Riff-raff, Dr. Fran-n-furter, Magenta, Dr. Scott and of course, Rocky and the Transylvanians...thinking about it fills me with antici........Pation.

 

Ahm just a sweet transvestite... from transexual... transylvani ... aaaahhhhahhhh.

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I went to the Newport Jazz Festival in 1958, 1959 and 1960. There was a riot one year I went. The police used tear gas in the rowdies. In 1960 we went in a friend's VW bus that we outfitted with a platform bed in the back. I'll never forget the looks on the chicks' faces when we ushered them back to the bus after much drinking, smoking and music, slid the door open to a mattress, pillows and a down quilt. Somewhere along the way we hooked up with a pair of Cybil Shepherd-type sisters who lived in a huge mansion on the Ocean Drive. Ah yes, those were the daze. <_<

 

Jazz hasn't been what it used to be since...

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Vanilla Fudge at the Schaeffer Music Festival, Wollman Skating Rink, summer of '68. I believe the Ultimate Spinach was the warm-up. Hosted by Jonathon Schwartz; the morning DJ on kinda new, WNEW-FM.

 

All for a buck.

 

WNEW-FM. Jonathon Schwartz, Scott Muni, Roscoe, Alison Steele.

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I went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at midnight in Boston and in NYC with my teenage punk-inspired daughter. I still enjoy watching it on video. Brand, Janet, Riff-raff, Dr. Fran-n-furter, Magenta, Dr. Scott and of course, Rocky and the Transylvanians...thinking about it fills me with antici........Pation.

 

Ahm just a sweet transvestite... from transexual... transylvani ... aaaahhhhahhhh.

 

Me too, me too. One time, shortly after seeing it for the umpteenth time I was seated at a table in ...fuck, I can't think of the restaurant's name....Trattoria Del Arte!, you know the one that had the large nose by Milton Glaser on the wall...and at the other table was Tim Curry. I was mesmerized by his face but he was very nice about it. Those lips were a gift to all the world.

 

Damn it Janet

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David Bowie in his Ziggy Stardust days was quite an act in live performance.A lot of his lyrics seem dopey in retrospect,but his band could rock.His first NY concert at Carnegie Hall was relatively stripped down,but the mere sight of him in that get-up was fairly hysteria provoking.The whole Warhol entourage was in attendance....one of those typical early 70's New York Scenes.The next show was at Radio City,a year or two later.They had a first come first served seating policy...nothing to do but sit outside and smoke dope while we waited for 6 hours.I remember that we 4 held hands and Ran down the aisle.The show started with Bowie rising from the floor;standard Radio City fare,but in our condition,it was a wondrous thing.Rocking music,many costume changes,and at the end Bowie pulled a fainting scene and was carried off the stage,which we were addled enough to think might be real.A great show,anyway...we went back the next night to see it again.

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What's the first book you remember reading by yourself? Mine was Charlotte's Web.

 

I remember the Bobbsey Twins, the Happy Hollisters, Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, Cherry Ames, The Wizard of Oz and all its sequels, the Secret Garden, the Phantom Tollbooth, Little House on the Prairie, A Cricket In Times Square...and the best part about having children is getting to read them again. A lot of the new children's books are just lousy.

 

Does anyone remember the Dana Girls mysteries?

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