This memory was sparked via reading a blog about Record Store Day. The blogger was saying how it was not “rock ‘n’ roll” to get up early to stand in line to buy records.
Thankfully, waiting in line is a thing of the past for me. Ever since I’ve become a journalist, I’ve been on the guest list for almost every single concert I’ve been to for the last 17 years. It’s an amazing perk that comes with being a talented writer. I get entertainment for free, my name on the back of seats, backstage passes, etc.
Life is good and I am blessed not to wait on line.
However, reading the blog post about waiting in line on Record Store Day sparked some super fun memories … before I was a writer and I had no choice but to stand in line if I wanted good concert tickets.
This was around 1980, 1981, 1982, before scalpers really went berserk hogging up tickets and you actually had the opportunity to get good concert tickets if you were one of the first on line. I was a teenager and I’d set the alarm clock and get up very early to stand in line to buy concert tickets with my younger sister, Kim. We’d get there before the box offices opened because people we always waiting.
In our area, North Jersey, there were two major places to wait for tickets. For the Capital Theater, in Passaic, New Jersey, you could go directly to the box office in Passaic. Or if you wanted to go to The Meadowlands Arena, you could go to the box office in the mall. This was before Ticket-tron or Ticket Master even existed.
Waiting in line sounds boring, but it wasn’t. We always had fun, sometimes just as much fun as the actual show. You never knew what kind of crazies you’d meet so early in the morning, but most of the time we met really cool people.
I once met the coolest girl while getting tickets for Blondie, we ended up going to clubs together until she died an untimely death.
One time two guys we didn’t know brought us these super big cookies for breakfast. Kim and I looked at each other and started cracking up. It was just so nice and so unexpected. We had the kind of fun that kids today wouldn’t understand or appreciate. All in the name of rock ‘n’ roll.
The funniest was the day Aerosmith tickets went on sale and I said we should walk to the mall because a snow storm was expected and I was afraid of driving in the snow. We got the tickets and Kim and I ended up walking home in a snowstorm. Even for teens who are often oblivious to bad weather, this snowstorm was pretty dramatic.
We got so excited when we saw my mother’s boyfriend’s car. He pulled over and asked us if we wanted a lift.
We said, “NO!” in unison, sarcastically. Of course we wanted a lift!
But being funny, the boyfriend said, “Oh, alright” and drove away, leaving us in the snowstorm.
We were so mad! But it was hilarious. He was really a nice guy and wouldn’t do anything to hurt us kids. He probably figured we were young and having fun in the snow.
Not rock ‘n’ roll? Isn’t rock ‘n’ roll all about cute, young girls having fun and adventures? Aren’t WE the reason why guys start bands in the first place?
No, it’s TOTALLY rock in roll! And we had so much fun!