Great reading through this thread, some of you have been so lucky in terms of seeing the greats of rock...I sometimes wished I'd been born 10 years earlier in 1950 rather than 60 as I just missed out on the Beatles, Hendrix and early Zeppelin.
Nevertheless, I do consider myself lucky in that my first gig was at Bradford St Georges Hall in 1973 aged 13 where I saw Bowie just before he abandoned the Ziggy persona. My older brother took me with him and his friends....they were all decked out in afghan coats, long hair and reeking of patchouli oil...I was just starting to grow my hair and battling with parents and school to keep it collar length!
If I am honest, I don't remember a great deal of the evening, other than I was amazed at how loud concerts were and how difficult it was to actually see anything....I still hadn't reached my current 6 feet 2 inch height at that age and so had to stand near the back to see anything....
From then on I was hooked and it started a long journey of gigs with some classics along the way....notables were the Stones in 76 (Abbatoirs) Zeppelin Knebworth (second show) with The New Barbarians in support, THe Sex Pistols 1977 (Huddersfield) and hundreds of others.
Even buying tickets back in those days was an event....queuing for hours or days and seeing the same people in the queue, sharing tales, and spliffs, great stuff.and much fairer in my opinion than the tout riddled systems we have today!