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Musical Memories

Ah, concerts. After the pandemic snatched them away from me during 2020, I have gained a new sense of fondness for them, as well as slight adversity (being surrounded by loud sweaty people for a few hours doesn’t sound like a great concept after a year of doing basically the opposite. So, thanks to my newfound appreciation for concerts, I have decided to share the story of my first concert with you all. Most of my friends’ first concerts were adorable-awkward boy bands like One Direction or The Jonas Brothers. As much as these bands rock, I didn’t have as much of an appreciation for them at that age since I was going through a heavy emo-alternative phase. So, my first concert was an alternative female-fronted band I heard on the radio & fell in love with: Florence and the Machine. My mom bought tickets for herself and for me. I was 12 so there was no way I was going alone. We listened to Florence’s ethereal vocals all the way up to Red Rocks in Morrison, CO. That’s right, my first concert was at Red Rocks. And as much as I love small crowded venues where you’re eye-to-eye with the vocalist, no concert venue compares to Red Rocks. I don’t remember a whole lot, but I do remember being entranced by the indie rock band’s use of a harp, and
I thought it was so cool that Florence Welch danced across the stage in bare feet, wearing a simple white dress that accented her flowy red hair. I remember taking in the scenery of Red Rocks and listening to my favorite song under the night sky. I am very lucky to have grown up in a family of music lovers, and I can’t help but think that my early musical experiences led me to be the noise editor of the Sentry right now!
Editor’s pick: Third Eye by
Florence & The Machine
“You are flesh and blood, and
you deserve to be loved and you de
serve what you are given”.