re: #103 Joe Bacon 🌹

My first real concert was seeing Frank Zappa at the Pittsburgh Syria Shrine. More important to see Frank live than waste time at the school prom. And I didn’t go to school the next day because I caught a cold. But it was worth it!

Mine too, at the Chicago Amphitheater…the worst venue ever for musical events.

I always used to say that you could hear a concert there twice, once as the music comes at you from the stage and again as it bounces off the cement walls and comes back at you.