For me it was Wolfmother at a major German festival. I didn’t really know them before and did not expect too much, but was totally blown away by their performance.
For me it was Wolfmother at a major German festival. I didn’t really know them before and did not expect too much, but was totally blown away by their performance.
So hard to decide.
Most impactful was probably seeing Above and Beyond at one of the Wonderland festivals. They were the last band to play and did their group therapy stuff. And sure, part of it was probably the drugs, but On a Good Day really connected with me.
Most fun might be Bad Religion. The concert was great and all, but I was in California and my friend in Chicago told me they had an extra ticket so I flew out to go to the concert with him. Probably spent $350 on flights for a $35 concert ticket.
Then there was Panic at the Disco last year. It’s my girlfriend’s favorite band and I very much enjoy them. Now Im living in Chicago, so I flew out to California and drove with her to Las Vegas for the concert. It was one of our earlier dates once we decided to be more serious.
Best performance might have been the Adicts. It was a small venue, but gorram did they have such an incredible time.
A&B sounds amazing! My answer would be similar, but with Phish… Hard to say what was just the drugs, but definitely some great moments at those shows.
I’ve seen them a few times, but nothing has ever matched that first time.
I was going through depression and having a really rough time during that period of my life, went to the festival with friends that I got separated from. Which didn’t bother me, they were putting out some negative vibes. The ecstacy had me feeling super empathetic and connected with everyone. And then they close out their set with On A Good Day. And dude, it felt like me on a good day. It resonated with me to the center of my soul.
It started a period where I was going to raves solo pretty regularly, became a kandi kid, and would always meet random people when I went. I had one show that I met a guy who snuck in, was kind of sketch, but we had a good time. After the show, I had gotten home when he called saying he was stranded with no way to get back. And ya know what, I drove back and picked his ass up. It was like an hour drive and 5 am, but man, I was all about that PLUR life. Even wore kandi that said ohana on it all the time. Never saw him again after that night, but I learned to love the short friendships I made at those shows. They were all the more beautiful knowing they were temporary.
oh man, that sounds amazing. :) thanks for sharing.