Well, my first first ever concert was in Worcester, Ma. I went to see the christian group, The Katinas. It was a family affair. I was really young and I don’t remember much except they signed a copy of their third album, Destiny. I also remember them playing 3LW “Players Gonna Play” in the stadium just before the concert, and wondering why that was even possible just before a contemporary christian music performance.
My first concert experience that I wholly remember was the first time I went to see Wiz Khalifa in concert. I was a freshman at Umass-Amherst and he was performing at the Pearl Street Nightclub in Northampton, MA. At the time I thought everyone new who Wiz Khalifa was. I asked all my friends to come see him with me (back then it was only $15 dollars to see him… I remember when it used to cost that much to see Drake). But none of them knew who he was and I couldn’t get them to come with me. That didn’t deter me however. On my way taking the B43, I noticed my floormates were on the bus as well. The butterflies in my stomach started fluttering as I began to anticipate the night. We walked into the nightclub and made our way to the center of the crowd which was already packed even though Hendersin was performing. Next came Yelawolf. Even though I hadn’t heard of him up until that time, just seeing him perform on stage, I’m now a die hard Yela fan. It took forever for Wiz to come on stage. The DJ played one of those tricks where she tells you (the crowd) your not live enough yet, knowing full well you are, just because Wiz isn’t ready yet. I kept thinking maybe he needs to finish his doobie. When Wiz finally came on stage, the whole crowd came alive. I was part of that. I didn’t want Wiz’s performance to ever end. I told myself before I left, I had to see him in concert the next time. And I did.