You may not believe me, but I've never been to a rock concert. How is it possible that a woman in her thirties has managed to neglect a national rite of passage? It's not through lack of trying. I begged my parents for tickets to Corey Hart (hey, he was hot back then..). I would have given my firstborn (before I met him, and now I'd only give him away if he was whining) to see the Blonde Ambition tour. I sometimes have dreams of dancing onstage with Bruce Springsteen and being discovered as an actor (only I'd be smart enough not to name my daughter Coco). I've been to the opera, the ballet, the theatre, the orchestra. I've seen choirs, soloists, and street buskers. I've seen professional, amateur, mainstream and avant-garde artists.
Whom did I choose to see for my Very First Ever Rock Concert...?