31 years ago, I was at my first concert-Duran Duran, at the San Diego Sports Arena. It was a big deal because it was Duran Duran, and also because it was my first concert. It almost didn't happen-this concert, and two in the Bay Area, were tacked on at the end of a very long tour.I don't think it was promoted very well-because I only found out about it at the last minute.
The tickets we got weren't the best..they weren't quite in the back row, but getting close :P Still, I could have cared less. I was seeing Duran Duran, a band I loved at the time, in concert. Plus I was with my peers, other people that liked Duran Duran(mostly..I suspect some people there were talked into going as chaperones and whatnot,like my brother was ;) )
See, I didn't know a lot of people that liked Duran Duran. My parents and one or two of my teachers(especially my teacher Paula, who'd been a Beatles fan back in the day and got it) put up with how much of a fangirl I was(and OMG I REALLY was.)
To my parents' credit they didn't try to stifle me-I think they figured that I would grow out of it(which I did, eventually.) The rest of my teachers barely tolerated my being a Duran Duran fan-I'm sure if they knew some of the things(none of them bad-like taking my Walkman into the bathroom when a new Duran Duran song was played on the radio-yes,I did that.More than once!And my teachers never figured it out-if they had known I am 500% positive that they would have flipped their shit bigtime.)
I recognise now that Duran Duran were taking precedence over my homework..teachers told my parents this and my parents did the polite nod and basically all I got was "try to concentrate on your schoolwork a bit more". No judgements.
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