The Pop Culture Road Trip

The Pop Culture Road Trip


It was 35 years ago today – The Rolling Stones

posted by Chris Epting

What was your first concert? Do you remember? Did it change your life?

Mine was the Rolling Stones. I do remember. And it did change my life. Big time.
June 22, 1975, at New York City’s Madison Square Garden. At 13 years old I was already a devout Stones fan and my dad, rest his soul, pulled strings to get great seats for the whole family. Closer to show date, my folks decided to let a pair of 30-ish cousins take us (me, my twin sister, my younger sister and a friend of mine) which worked out great.
Seeing the Rolling Stones in person was a surreal experience. I couldn’t believe it was *them* in the flesh. Rather, it felt like we were watching an animatronic Disneyland show; a simulation of the “greatest rock and roll band in the world.”
So much bigger than life did they seem to me in that primordial mist of time before MTV.
But it *was* them, on a giant, star-shaped stage lit by intense neon colors; magenta, purple, blue and blood-red crimson. The roar of all my favorite songs washed over me; waves of sweet sonic thunder led by a prancing dervish in pink-patterned Egyptian pajamas: Mick Jagger. 
That first concert cemented a lifelong love affair with the band I’m listening to as I type this. 
In the next few years after this I’d see Led Zeppelin, YES, Neil Young, Kiss, Aerosmith–virtually every major act of the era. And I’d always leave thinking the same thing: It was good. Maybe great.
But it was not the Rolling Stones.
I’ve since seen them many times. I’ve taken my son to see them (he saw them at about the same age I did for the first time). My wife and I have seen them. And while it’s always been memorable, there’s never been anything to challenge that first night, 35 years ago to this date. 
I had intended to write an entirely different piece today. 
Until I looked at the calendar. 
And remembered. 
Do you remember your first show? Or at least, the concert that made the biggest impact on you when you were young?
Post it in the comments section. At the end of the week I’ll randomly pull one and the winner will receive a signed, first edition of my new book, “Hello It’s Me — Dispatches from a Pop Culture Junkie,” which comes out July 1st.
I heard a lyric in an old Tommy Bolin song today that really nails these nostalgic pangs I sometimes get: “I’m just a fool for yesterdays,
I’ve seen too many things in so many ways.”
And on that note, good luck in the contest, and thanks for taking this little trip with me. I’ll post the winner end of day this Friday.
PS–at that first Stones show, this photo appeared on the cover of the NY Post newspaper. That’s me in the circle, joined forever, at least visually, with Mick Jagger on that monumental night.

Jagger



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Doug Potash

posted June 22, 2010 at 7:05 am


My first ws the Stones in Atlantic City, NJ, July 1966- from that day on, they became the greatest rock and roll band in the world



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David George

posted June 22, 2010 at 8:21 am


June 22, 1975 @ MSG was my first concert as well. And I wholeheartedly agree that just about anything I’ve seen since has paled in comparison. That was a watershed event for me and a cherished memory.



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Wendy Sahagen

posted June 22, 2010 at 10:23 am


Early 70′s my friend Ann and I went to see Chicago at the Greek in LA and it did not change my life.



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Kel

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:09 am


Being a bit younger, my first concert experience wasn’t until 2007. My sister called me and asked if I’d like concert tickets for a combined birthday/Christmas present. (The two are two weeks apart). I said sure, and asked who we’d be seeing. When she told me Three Days Grace, Breaking Benjamin, and Nickleback, I got VERY excited!
I had never been to a real rock show (I don’t think DC Talk counts…), so I went in there a totale newbie. We found good seats (it was general admission, thankfully) and rocked out to each band. She got to hear TDG and BB for the first time (I was already a fan, but seeing them in concert had not occured to me), and then it was time for Nickleback.
I don’t care what anyone says: they are amazing live! They have a huge light show, pyro, you name it. We danced, we sang, and we had a great time. My sister (she’s younger) and I are not very close, but that night, you’d never know. She laughed when I got my first smell of pot (it’s Iowa…people are not exactly toking on the street corner around here!), and we both had a great time.
Since then, I’ve seen several bands in concert (including a second Nickelback show), and this summer I will FINALLY (after missing them twice through the state due to lack of funds) get to see A7X live.
Concerts are amazing and I look forward to each one I attend!



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Terri

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:12 am


My favorite concert memory…… My husband got some tickets from his boss who couldn’t attend. I wasn’t sure who we were going to see, but what the heck, free tickets to the Greek!!! Got there and was in awe the entire concert. This was my introduction to Stevie Ray Vaughn. I’ve been in love with him ever since. :)



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Carolyn Churchouse

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:22 am


My favorite concert was my 2nd concert..Dodger Stadium 1966 The Beatles…what more can I say?



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Greg Grosso

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:40 am


My favorite and most impressionable concert was Three Dog Night in Philadelphia. It was in a time where there was more than one band for just under $20. Who could argue that the harmonies were absolutely perfect. The music was timeless and I still follow Chuck Negron because of the influences he still contributes today.



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Lisa North

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:02 pm


One of my first concerts was Pink Floyd’s ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ tour,1973,Nassau Coliseum,LI,NY. I will never forget it! Still better,though,was my first Todd/Utopia concert in ’75. I had 2nd row, center-of-center,seats!!!I handed Todd my sterling silver friendship ring,and he wore it the remainder of the concert. I will never forget these two concerts. I have been lucky to see Todd many more times,and really look forward to seeing him in Sept.!!!!



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Chris Epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:07 pm


All – these are wonderful – thank you – each memory is so special and vivid and really evocative – this is one of those topics that I could read about all day – keep ‘em coming!



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Chuck Moran

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:11 pm


Though technically my third concert, it was nonetheless the first concert I paid my own money to. And that was to see Todd Rundgren with Utopia at The Greek Theater in Los Angeles, September 1979. I was 19 that year, and I went mainly out of curiosity. I mean, gee, here is the person who wrote/sang my favorite pop song (“I Saw The Light”), produced albums, and was currently getting involved in a new thing called Rock Videos – and I never heard the name until 10 months earlier (though I had heard the hits many times). I didn’t go in with low expectations, I just didn’t know what to expect. It seemed any buzz about Utopia was “Todd Rundgren with that band that isn’t that good.” Well, I remember Nancy and I looking at each other after the third or fourth song and wondering “Why in heck are people saying that? They are a very good band.” The concert was high energy, fun, and awesome, and I hated the show to end. Todd was the ultimate showman running all over the stage, and even at one point running on top of the piano playing his guitar. I have since seen him 49 times, but I never saw him enjoy himself as much as he did that night. Only one thing put a damper on the proceedings: One fan – presumably there to hear Todd Rundgren hits – walked up to the stage and threw a wad of paper at him, which Todd just ducked, and he kept playing (she was as unaware as I was of Todd’s, well, phobia I guess, of doing things that are expected of him like singing his HIT songs). In the case of this concert, Utopia did not resort to technical eye-popping effects, they just had their instruments and their talent, and it was great and alot of fun. And something to remember…..



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Roseann Hurley

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:16 pm


My favorite concert was Todd Rundgren in Central Park 36 years ago today. It was Todd’s birthday and there were fireworks in the park and the band played for hours. It was awesome.
I went with my dad. My dad went on to see 138 tock concerts with me before he died in 2000 in the age of 81 years old. He saw lots of concerts with me. In fact, on his death bed, he spoke about those times. Music is an awesome thing, it bonds the generations at times.



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Gary Shaw

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:19 pm


The first concert to have converted me to a dedicated and faithful follower was Todd Rundgren.Having recently agreed to end an engagement,I heard the song “A Dream Goes on Forever”.I then purchased 2 Todd albums the next day. Concert tickets followed about 2 weeks later.When I saw my first Rundgren /Utopia concert I was totally changed.Just rock and roll would never be enough for me anymore. The wide variety of musics displayed at this show left most other concert experiences wanting.Through the many years I’ve been a dedicated Onionhead(as people with my history of fandom are referred to).



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Chris

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:21 pm


My first was US festival in 82, had Motley Crue, Van Halen, Scorpions, Quiet Riot. Judas Priest, Ozzy. My best was any Dead show and Johnny Cash at House of Blues. Check out this link and all the bands at US Fest. Could be the best lineup of all time. http://www.usfestivals.com



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Gary Shaw

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:27 pm


The Stones tour ’75 I saw in Philly. The stage was actually referred to as Lotus shaped,and in Philly the rear points of the lotus reached the seats. A girl sitting 20 feet to my right ,pulled Jagger off of the point into her skirted lap .When he scurried back on stage his smirk was priceless !!That’s as PG as I can detail that story.



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Craig Hodgkins

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:37 pm


Chris…you’re going to laugh at this one (because it is so non-rock), but the first live concert I attended was The New Christy Minstrels at the Contra Costa Civic Theater in May of 1969. And it did cause a change in my life. I was eight years old at the time, and trying to figure out what instrument to “take” at my elementary school. My brother had chosen the trumpet, my sister, the clarinet. I was torn between the saxophone and the trombone. But after seeing the Christies strumming and harmonizing their way through two sets full of their hits, complete with step out solos and comedy bits, I knew that brass was no longer in my future; I would become a guitarist, and that, as Robert Frost wrote, has made all the difference.



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Chris Epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:42 pm


David — I wonder if we sat nearby?



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Carolyn Martinez

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:42 pm


My first concert was to KC and the Sunshine Band in 1978 at Circle Star Theater in San Carlos (Bay Area). My Uncle Charlie had bought our entire family…Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Grandma all tickets (26 of us in all). Thelma Houston opened for KC & The Sunshine Band. It was a magical experience. I had a crush on KC…it was good enough to see him but then he threw out a dozen red roses and I caught them. I had to fight women from trying to take the roses I caught but I kept them!



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Chris Epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:43 pm


Roseann – thank you for that poignant memory – as a father who attends many shows with his kids, I really appreciate it



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Chris Epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:44 pm


Carolyn – CLASSIC :) (That was a cool theater – I saw the Fifth Dimension there once)



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Sheryl Shelton

posted June 22, 2010 at 12:45 pm


My first concert was Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine, so I’m not sure if it really counts as far as having the most impact on me. But I can remember the first concert that really struck a chord.
Wasn’t even a well known act, just a couple of local bands I saw during high school at one of those run-down, gritty clubs. That was the first night that I remember seeing the difference between a band playing the music and a band FEELING the music. The energy and passion they gave while on stage was unbelievable. The audience took in every drop, almost like a tangible souvenir to remember the night by. To this day, that example is what I use to gague other acts by. It’s always a good feeling to see a performance by any band that “just gets it.”



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Alan Ray

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:00 pm


My first concert was David Bowie at the Universal Amphitheater in 1974 as a freshman in college. This was the Diamond Dogs tour, and I still remember how fun it was and seeing him sing Space Oddity over the audience on a cherry picker. I only attend concerts occasionally now (Coldplay being the most recent), but going to concerts both large and small was always memorable. And music just sounds better live!



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Steve Goldstein

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:04 pm


Chris,
I was also 13 when I attended my first concert in 1969. It was Blood, Sweat & Tears and the opening act was an unknown songwriter named John Denver. His biggest accomplishment at the time was that he had written Leavin on a Jet Plane, a huge hit for Peter, Paul & Mary, and he had appeared once on the Tonight Show.
I was visiting my cousins in Minneapolis for the summer (I lived in Boston) so I also watched the moon landing with them that July, but my older cousin arranged for us to see this concert, and the ticket price was five bucks. I was so excited to be at my first concert, I stayed long after the show ended to watch the roadies break down the equipment. I stood at the stage just staring and I remember David Clayton Thomas, the lead singer of BS&T, standing there watching me watching him.
Afterward I walked out into the hallway and spotted John Denver taking a drink at the water fountain, guitar case in hand. I approached him and asked for an autograph. He happily obliged, writing “Peace! John Denver” on a piece of plain brown paper. I still have that autograph in a photo album with other pictures from the night and from that summer of ’69.
Favorite concerts since include the Kinks (60 times!), Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers (including the tour they did with Bob Dylan, as well as the recording of their live album Pack Up The Plantation at the Wiltern Theater where I was in the fifth row), Pink Floyd, Bruce Springsteen, and too many more to mention here.
Peace!
Steve G.



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Kim Stephens

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:04 pm


The coolest part about this article is that you are in the picture with Mick. Spectacular!
Best concert experience – Oakland Coliseum, April 1980, The Who’s first “last” concert. Crushed in the moshpit, no food for hours, only the bewildering joy of experiencing the live music of Roger Daltry and Pete Townshend with thousands of my “closest friends”. Huge fireworks on stage for grand finale. I drove all the way to Oakland without ticket in hand, knowing that SOMEHOW I would find a way to get in. I was right. Gave thanks for the scalpers that day. :)



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E.J. Stephens

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:15 pm


Chris -
My first concert was the Pink Floyd Animal’s show in Chicago’s Soldier Field on June 19, 1977. There were 95,000 blue-jeaned fans in attendance that day including 14-year-old me. I went with five other like-minded rockers including my 16-year-old friend Jason who was the only one of us with a legal license. I recall that the price of the ticket was $10.60, which I had trouble raising. I grew up in corn country in Indiana so far away from the action that we could only pick up one FM station, and that station played country. To even go to Chicago was a thrill, but to go there to be part of a rock and roll tribe was magical. It was festival seating that day, and I remember waiting outside of the stadium on the shore of Lake Michigan for several hours before the doors opened. It was another seven hour wait in our seats before the show started. It was all worth it. An interesting memory from that day was that while the PF crowd waited in line for the show, a second, better-dressed line formed nearby at the Museum of Natural History to see King Tut.
The show was unreal, both musically and especially visually. They brought out the complete arsenal: sheep falling from the sky, fireworks, lasers, and a massive 60-foot flying pink pig. I had never seen anything like it, and I fear I never will again.
My memories of that night end in the parking lot where our driver ran into the back of another car. There was no damage, only a lot of middle-finger waving.
Years later I was in London on a train when I looked out my window and saw the Battersea Power Station, which appears on the “Animals” cover. I was immediately catapulted 5000 miles away and ten years earlier to that hot June day in Chicago, when I learned what it really meant to be part of a tribe.



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chris

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:15 pm


these just keep getting better – what a breadth of experiences – what a range of musical history – beautiful, simply beautiful



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David R. (the facebook firefighter)

posted June 22, 2010 at 1:18 pm


I cannot remember exactly what my first concert was, but most memorable among my early concert going experiences was my attendance at ChicagoFest, a two-week long music festival which was the highlight of the cultural scene in Chicago in the late ’70s and early 80′s.
Mayor Bilandic, the successor to iron-fisted urban dictator Mayor Richard J. Daley, started ChicagoFest in order to compete with a very successful summer festival which had been running (and may still be running) in Milwaukee. Not to be outdone by its beer-soaked sibling 80 miles to the north, ChicagoFest was patronage, sweetheart contracts and graft on a grand scale, a bread and circuses event reminiscent perhaps of the late Roman Empire.
As a coming of age adolescent, the politics of it all didn’t interest me much, but the promise of 14 sunny summer days (and nights!) of fun without any sort of parental supervision was, in 1978 and 1979, pretty much the equivalent of heaven on earth. All for $5, an affordable price for a 14 year old. Liberated from the control of parents busy at work, my friends and I took the elevated train downtown, much the same way we did when we played hooky to go to Cubs or White Sox games.
The cool thing about ChicagoFest was that it had about 15 different stages, each devoted to a different genre of music, and one main stage. Located on Navy Pier, a kilometer long pier which juts out from near downtown Chicago into Lake Michigan, many of these various stages were actually floating platforms moored to the side of the pier.
For me, its enduring legacy was that I was able to see, live and up close, many of the legends of Chicago blues: Willie Dixon, Muddy Waters, Buddy Guy and Junior Wells, Koko Taylor and more. I remember chasing and jumping on a golf cart ferrying Dan Aykroyd and John Belushi, in Blues Brothers costume, up and down the pier. I got to meet them, but unfortunately did not have a pen and paper with which to collect autographs.
Also, I was able to see rock bands like the Scorpions and Cheap Trick, as well as country acts like Willie Nelson and Waylon Jennings, a number of incredibly great jazz performers, the comedians Fred Willard and Henny Youngman, laser shows and so much more. At that age, I wanted to see everything. I will not get into it much further, and nor do I condone things I am not supposed to condone, but back in those days there was a laxity about everything — public underage drinking abounded, and what was that smell in the air?, the abundance of hot girls in their tube tops…. and well, you get the idea. It didn’t get any better than that.
A freak snowstorm eventually did Mayor Bilandic in, and he was ousted by Mayor Jane Byrne, a “reformer” who named the festival after herself. ChicagoFest lasted until the early 80′s, when it fell victim to the very ugly racial politics and infighting that pervaded the Chicago political scene in that era. Someone could probably write a very interesting book about ChicagoFest, its cultural impact, and the political machinations behind it….but until then, I have some great coming of age memories.



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Sharon

posted June 22, 2010 at 2:13 pm


I was 13 and a huge Beatles and Paul Mccartney fan. I was a member of the Wings Fun Club and was able to buy tickets to their Wembley concert. (Really GOOD seats, eighth row center!) MY best friend Yolanda and I were too young to go alone, so we dragged my dad along with us. He didn’t know any of their songs and was almost deaf for a couple of days after!! The first song was Venus and Mars and for the encore Paul sat cross legged on the floor, playing his guitar, singing Yesterday. There was just a spotlight on him and he was sitting right in front of me! It was like he was singing just to me! I have been to lots of wonderful concerts since then including Springsteen, Simon and Garfunkel in Central Park, Boomtown Rats, Elton John and Paul McCartney again at Berkley… but I will always remember that feeling of awe and the excitement of being at my first concert.



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ellie wall

posted June 22, 2010 at 2:44 pm


My fAVORITE was seals and croft seen in kleinhans music hall in buffalo NY when I was a college student around 1970. Summer Breeze! they were awesome and a group of us stayed after the concert to hear them talk. A reviewer from buffalo state gave a somewhat slanted review not liking their religious views and I wrote a letter to the editor giving a different slant on the whole event..



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Karen in Philly

posted June 22, 2010 at 3:06 pm


Great stuff Chris! Love reading your stuff!
My first concert was on Jethro Tull on Halloween 1971 at the now closed Spectrum, in Philadelphia. They played practically everything from Aqualung and Benefit. When the stage lit up, one of the band had a diving bell on his head and there was a desk with a phone on the stage which then began to ring. Ian Anderson answered the phone and then asked the if Lloyd Bridges was in the audience, haha. I went with a guy I was friends with and his brother and three other guys. We had seats in the nosebleed section in the back up top. But I was mesmerized. That was the beginning of my love for seeing artists I like “LIVE” in concert.
I have been to many, many concerts since then. Including the last show that I’ll ever see at the Spectrum before it gets torn down. I am sad to see the Spectrum go as I went to a majority of concerts there back in the day. But I have to say that the last show I saw there was one of the best. All Philly performers….Todd Rundgren, Hall and Oates, The Hooters and Soul Survivors….and an appearance by Kevin and Michael Bacon as well. I met alot of my online friends who came in from out of state that night and that was great too. Another nice thing, though I didn’t know it at the time….I got to meet and shake hands and chat with T Bone Wolk who was with Hall & Oates for a long time before he passed away too soon this past winter.
I love reading your articles and books. I am glad to call you a friend and share in your many and varied experiences. I hope to meet you in person someday to thank you for sharing all that you do with us.
Thanks so much.



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Chris Epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 4:15 pm


EJ–bravo, wonderful portrait of another musical era- same goes to your lovely spouse :)



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Karen

posted June 22, 2010 at 4:46 pm


My first concert ever was Chicago at Madison Square Garden in 1977. I looked forward to it for months and had the ticket pinned on my bulletin board in my bedroom. I went with 6 friends on the train…halfway into NY I cried out hysterically I FORGOT MY TICKET AT HOME!! There was no comforting me! My friends said we’d scalp another ticket for me at the Garden BUT I was so dumb, I kept saying that I wouldn’t be able to sit with them, thinking I would have to sit in the seat that was on the scalped ticket! I couldn’t understand that my original seat was still there for me!! After 2 hours of hysterical crying, I did have fun AND sat with my friends!



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John Sanchez

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:04 pm


I had seen Avenged Sevenfold. March 21, 2009 was the only thing I needed to make my life complete.



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Victoria DeRoy

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:13 pm


I remember my first concert was actually an Avenged Sevenfold show. My best friend, her mom, and I went on a 4 hour drive and a 3 day journey just to see the band that had consumed our lives. I was so nervous. I could feel my heart racing and my palms sweating. It was Shinedown, Buckcherry, and then Avenged Sevenfold. Shinedown was actually amazing, catching Rachel (my best friend) and I completely off guard. People were going absolutely wild. I had one woman insist (in her drunken, disorderly state) that her breasts needed to be upon my shoulder somewhere during the Sound of Madness.
Buckcherry was also an unforgettable experience because of how dead the entire crowd went. Josh (I think that’s the lead singers name) went on a 5 minute ramble about cocaine and anal. It was so uncomfortable. It was all worth it though. I don’t remember everything, the adrenaline was that intense. I remember seeing them all for the first time. These men were like heroes, legends that you dream about but can’t possibly exist and yet they were standing right in front of me. I could always hear my heart stopping. Then the concert was over and we all filed out. Rachel and I automatically went to the side of the arena and waited for hours just for a chance to see them. That was the night I met the Rev. That was the night I shook his hand. A night that I will never forget and will always cherish. My first rock concert and my first and only time meeting a true hero.
-Victoria



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Serenity Star

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:20 pm


March 20, 2009 was the date of my first Avenged Sevenfold concert. I had been a fan of the band previously, but never found an opportunity to see them live. So on the morning of the 20th, my brother, his friend and I bundled into my car at 11 AM to drive two hours to Utica, NY for a concert that didn’t start until 7 PM. We arrived around 1 PM, armed with subway, candy, hand warmers and coffee. Then proceeded to wait out in the breezy 40 degree weather for five hours. We were among the first ten in line, by the way.
Some of our friends, whom we met up with at the venue, walked ten minutes to a Salvation Army to buy cheap blankets to huddle in. Despite the cold and the long wait, I can’t remember anything I’ve enjoyed more in a long time. We made new friends, strangers braving the weather and the wait to be up close and personal to see their band. Chatted with police before they had to get serious about crowd control. Even a couple of the radio staff sponsoring the event stopped for a quick talk.
Once inside, and thawing out, time dragged until the band finally took the stage. Once they did of course, the time flew by. An hour set was gone in just a few minutes, but the reverence, joy and connection showed on every face. Your neighbors, strangers a moment before, were family. Kids in the pit were watched over by older brothers they had never met, but felt a keen and sudden kinship with. Nothing is as amazing as a mob of people finding one common point to rally around and scream for.
I can’t remember every song that was played that night. Or where I ended up with bruises from the thrashing crowd. What I remember most are the minute details. Tattooed fingers flying over guitar strings. Aviators glinting in the explosions of light. The antics and smiles of the guys on stage. The words of encouragement, the demanding and promises. They gave us everything and we gave it right back, happy for the opportunity. It went on just long enough to leave everyone in the place a sweaty mess. Long enough to satisfy us and leave us calling for more.
We left Utica at 11:30 PM and didn’t get home until almost 2 AM. Exhausted, with our ears still ringing and unable to stop smiling, filled with memories that would never leave us.



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HEh

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:23 pm


The most amazing consert was advenged sevenfold. It was in Norway when they went on the tour with Iron Maiden. I remember that i was very mad that day and I really was not i the mood to go on this consert but then my bestfriend told me that we HAVE to go.. so we went there. And I am so glad that we went there. i remember that we we’re screaming like a lilltle children when Avenged sevenfold entered the stage. It was like being in a dream, But it was for real. The sound of M.shadows singing and synsyster gates on his gituar Johnny on the bass, Zacky on gituar and The Rev on drums, I couldn’t believe that it was them. I saw The Rev for the first and last time there.
After this consert my bestfriend and I coudn’t speak because our “voices” hurt like hell. But it was soooo worth it. It was very big for us both to see them there on the stage cos’ we were only expected Iron Maiden too play, but then Avenged Sevenfold came out there. And when we were on our way home we only were singing Avenged Sevenfold songs, there were stuck in our’s brain, and our’s faces hurt too because we were smiling all the time.
BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING WAS THAT WE SAW THEM THERE.FOR REAL. AND WE SAW JIMMY ” THE REV” SULLIVAN



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Brooklyn Di Raffaele

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:30 pm


My first concert experience will last me for a life time; my first concert was at the newly redone Joint in the Las Vegas, Nevada Hard Rock Hotel & Casino and I saw Avenged Sevenfold. A7X is my favorite band of ALL TIME! Their music is captavating and tells a story, the guys who make up this band are seriously musical geniuses.
Most 16 year olds have a huge party to celebrate this special birthday or wish to recieve a car: I went and bought my concert ticket for Avenged Sevenfold and it was the best birthday ever! I counted down the days until April 18, 2009 to go see my favorite band play live and to see them in person. The day came and I couldn’t sit still all day, I was extremely excited that in mere hours I would hear A7X live!
The two opening bands came out on stage and they played some rockin’ songs, but we were all waiting and chanting for the main event to start. The band opened the show with “Critical Acclaim” and I jumped out of my seat and didn’t sit back down until the show was over. The show was simply amazing! The band sounded awesome live and they played a lot of my favorite songs. One of the best parts of the whole show was that I got to see Jimmy “The Rev” Sullivan, my favorite member of the band, perform and play live. The two hours that A7X played went by all too quickly but the memories of the new venue, the drunk people falling down the stairs, but most importantly the music will stay with me forever.
It was the best concert I have been to and made for a hell of a good birthday!



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Victor Carrasco

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:36 pm


My first concert was Taste Of Chaos 2008 which had Avenged Sevenfold, Bullet for My Valentine, and Atreyu at EL Paso Texas Colisseum. I was in 7th grade at that time and my parents were still doubting me to go but i begged and eventually they let me. I was just excited to go to see my favorite bands plus the other awesome bands that were there too , I went with my best friend and his dad that actually liked what we liked , we still go together to concerts and Im a Junior so it has been a pretty long time.
Heres some stuff that happened on at Taste of Chaos, it was very funny how some dudes were actually smoking weed in the middle of the crowd while the security were trying to find the smoke, also i was kind of nervous into getting into the moshpit but once i got in ,the adrenaline went up and i started pushing everyone, suddenly some big guy pushed me and i fell to the floor, i thought i was dead but some guy picked me up and help me get back into the action I was very thankful. Once A7X appeared I sang to every song and when they did the Walk Cover from Pantera i screamed my lungs out to pick me to sing with them , sadly they didn’t =*(. I still enjoyed it though.
There are too many things that i experienced in my first concert and i wish to tell them all ,but from there on I love going to concerts especially if its A7X. To jam out, bounce in the moshpit and just forget all your troubles. Hopefully everyone that goes to a concert experience this. Also Im grateful that i saw The Rev before he passed away i just wished i actually met him, it just goes to show that even the most innocent and great people can pass away , that is why we have to enjoy every minute of life.



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chris epting

posted June 22, 2010 at 6:39 pm


I love these Avenged Sevenfold memories- greta writing – it’s like we’re there :) thank you – ce



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Ryan Rowland

posted June 22, 2010 at 7:43 pm


I was 10 years old, The Concert was Rob zombie. My parents thought they lost me, but i wasn’t lost at all. An hour or so later my parents found me, At the Stripper Dunk Tank. Throw a ball hit the sign girl takes off clothes. It was awesome later on in the night it was time for Rob Zombie to come on stage. i got on my dads shoulders and rocked out till Rob Zombie was done. and that was my first concert.
The first Time i saw A7X i wasn’t a fan like i am today. The Curtains Dropped over the Stage and the Toxic Smoke was pouring out from under. I was on the rail right in the middle. The Curtains went up, the lights went out, The Rev’s 3 Bass Drumkit raised about the rest of the stage and the critical acclaim piano started. From the first second they started playing it was like ecstasy. Although Seize the Day and Little Piece of Heaven weren’t played….the 2 songs i wanted most of all. It was one of the best concerts i have ever been to and it turned me into a Death-bat foREVer. R.I.P The Rev, foREVer gone but never forgotten.



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Rachel Perez

posted June 22, 2010 at 7:53 pm


The first time I saw Avenged Sevenfold was in July of 2003 at Warped Tour in Pompano Beach, FL. While it wasn’t my first concert, it was certainly the one that sticks out the most in my mind. I was twelve years old at the time and had been a fan of the band since 2001. My brother had miraculously found a mix CD at his school of Avenged Sevenfold’s songs, later I found out that this was Sounding the Seventh Trumpet, their first CD. To me it was the heaviest, most brutal thing I had ever heard so when I found out that they would be playing at Warped Tour, I knew that I would most definitely be going.
Now, while I did have their first CD, all I knew was their band name that had been so graciously written on the mix. At that time they were very much a mysterious band. Through talking to others and researching the best I could–where I lived, they didn’t even have their CD’s at the record shops–I found out their stage names: M. Shadows, Zacky Vengeance, Johnny Christ, Synyster Gates, and The Reverend. I remember, days before the concert, laying in bed with my cousin and discussing what we thought their real names were. Hell, I didn’t even know what they looked like.
The day of the concert was quite the day, for sure. I went with my older cousins and it was my first Warped Tour experience. For those who have been to a festival concert in Florida, you know how brutal it can be. 100 degree weather, sunshine all day with a small rainstorm in the middle, add thousands of people to the mix and you definitely have one hot-ass day. As it neared Avenged Sevenfold’s set time I began to become frantic. My cousin and her boyfriend were sprawled out under a tree while I was pacing in front of them. I finally decided that I was going to go watch them whether they went or not so I bid my farewells and ran. I must stress the fact that I was twelve years old, alone, with no cell phone but I didn’t care; I would see them.
They were going to be playing at the Volcom Stage, which I quickly found out, wasn’t the easiest stage to find. Since they were a young band, they were playing on one of the most secluded stages the venue had. I had to ask the man at Avenged Sevenfold’s booth who had me run in two seperate directions (he pointed me one way and when I came back to tell him there was nothing over there he quickly apologized and pointed me in the correct direction) but was very nice nonetheless–this man, I would later find out, was Matt Berry, a close friend of the band’s.
I found the stage after running for a good five minutes. It was a dome type area, ten feet of space between the stage and chairs where maybe a hundred people were crowded; I stood on a chair and watched as the techs and roadies left the stage. I had no idea that my life would never be the same.
They came out to the Edward Scissorhand theme and Zacky had on a ‘Made in Hell’ Friday the 13th t-shirt. I was in love. They didn’t play for long, maybe half an hour but during that time I was blown away. They played with such intensity, such passion that still hasn’t been lost to this day. They growled and sneered, smoking cigarettes while playing their instruments. They were on top of the world; all five of them. My most vivid memory of the concert was M. Shadows introducing their new song ‘Unholy Confessions’. The place exploded, despite the fact that there weren’t many people there. They played for everyone and you could tell by their smiles at each other and the way they interacted with the fans–letting them sing the songs, letting them hold the microphone for three seconds of glory–this wouldn’t be the last that you heard from them. As the set neared an end, M. Shadows mentioned a signing that they would be having at their booth. Immediately afterwards I went to the booth and sat down. The same man, Matt Berry, smiled at me asking what I was doing. I told him, “I’m waiting for them.” He laughed, telling me that it was going to be a good two hours before they got there but he didn’t mind if I waited. And wait I did. I let another fan go before me when I realized that I wasn’t ready to be the first person in line. It rained as we waited, poured. We were soaking as they ran under the booth, shielding themselves from the torrential downpour.
You could see it in their faces that they couldn’t believe we waited for them in the rain. They were all so humble and so incredibly grateful. I didn’t say much, to hung up on the fact that I was actually meeting them. They signed my poster, smiling and thanking me like I was the reason for all their success so far.
Since then, I have seen Avenged Sevenfold six more times and every time I’ve seen them, I still see the small band I saw on the Volcom Stage playing to a hundred people. The light show is better and there are more people but the passion and intensity has never wavered. I’ve met them multiple times and I still see the humbled, thankful smiles. The passing of Jimmy ‘The Rev’ Sullivan was a hard blow that we will never recover from and never forget. We’ll band together, as fans, and we’ll support the band if we have to. I’ll hold them up like their music held me up for years when my health declined and when my personal life crumbled. I owe them that much and I can only hope they know how much they mean to each and every fan.
“They took for granted your soul and it’s ours now to steal.” There’s no need for you guys to steal it, you had it in the first place.



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Alexis

posted June 22, 2010 at 8:10 pm


Avenged Sevenfold, 1 – 28 – 09
I remember purchasing my ticket the night before the show with a couple of my close friends at the time. We were beyond ecstatic for the next evening to come. Jumping and raising our fists together in union as we walked away from the ticket master. It was the dawn of the new year and nothing was going to get in our way at the height of a renewed friendship.
After school let out we all huddled in the car, blasted Avenged Sevenfold, and took off to wait the next few hours in the line of die hard fans in the gnawing season of winter in the depths of Salt Lake City.
Once we were searched by security and let in, a friend and I had to make our way into the pit, while our other friend had to go up into the seats to wait and meet up with me so I could slip her my neon green wristband so she could make her way into the pit with us without being kicked out. All of this paranoid fuss for nothing, for she joined us with ease. Then, with our trio intact, we linked arms and began to make our way to the barriers for a good view of the show since I was only 5’0″ and my friend was 5’2″. As soon as Papa Roach began to play the whole mass of the crowd was thwarting back and forth, and we lost our other friend, who was like a little brother to us, but he was a strong kid. So we just kept a death grip to each other throughout the run-ins with the beer being spilled in our hair, aimless shoving past mosh pits, and getting tossed around until the crowd calmed during the set change. As I would say it was the calming before the storm. This was our only chance at making it to the barriers before Avenged Sevenfold hit the stage, and although we got chewed out by some of the older fans upfront we weren’t any less deserving of the view then they were. If there is such a thing as Critically Acclaimed fans, we were it, and we made it with the rest!
As the lights dimmed and the pressure of the masses at our backs began to crush my body, there was no place I would have rather been at the moment then in their ever humbling company. My blood was racing through my veins, and my black bangs were stuck to my face from the fight, but it was a struggle unforgettable at the side of a kindred spirit, singing, screaming, and becoming entranced in the chants of M. Shadows and enveloped by the riffs of Gates and Vengeance. At the edge of darkness reached the pounding of the Johnny’s and the steady beat of the Rev.
As the atmosphere was cooling to a still, M. Shadows began to give a heartfelt moment of honor to his friend Art who lived in the area, who was at this very show, and whom was a fellow protector of this country, and fighter for the freedom we are fortunate to be living, and though he was called back to Iraq, and was to leave the following week, Shadows thanked him dearly, and all the other fallen and fighting men and women over there, that we keep them close to our hearts. And with that being said he introduced the song Gunslinger. I can honestly say by the middle of the song I had tears streaming down my face, not only from the acute pain I was feeling in my ribs, but the ache that was in my heart from the meaning of that song. That was a story in memory of so many families who have courageous individuals that fight each day.
When Avenged finished their set, and Buckcherry was setting up, I looked at my friend and we both nodded in unison, that we were emotionally and physically Trashed and Scattered. So we asked the guards to lift us out, my friend the first to go, then I followed. As I was being lifted Synister began tossing guitar picks into the crowd. I was standing below him at edge of the stage at this time then he looked down and was staring right at me. I just stood there dumbfounded, and shyly smiled, and he nodded back with a coy smirk at the corner of his lips. Then before I could shake the chill down my spine from meeting his eyes he bowed down and placed his pick in the palm of my hand then I hugged it to my chest and ran off, grinning endlessly, to the corner of the pit with my friend sharing with her what just happened. For about 10 minutes after sitting in front of the merch with my friend wondering if it actually happened. A once in a lifetime memory I will cherish forever.



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Sara Faught

posted June 22, 2010 at 8:25 pm


2-3-o9 Oakland, Ca
We slept outside the venue for a little bit. But in reality, we must have only got about 4 hours of sleep. We had already seen Avenged Sevenfold in Bakersfield the night before. We had to wait by our car for a lot of the time because the stupid venue wouldn’t let us park til an hour before doors opened. Luckily we met some people who saved us spots in line.
During the show, A7X blew my mind, like they had the 9 times i had seen them before. I remember that show was different because this time, from my spot on the baricade, I had a clear view of my favorite drummer.
The show was amazing, but what happened after, I will never forget!
I wrote about this day the moment I got home.
“The Rev came out and walked right over to me. “Are you guys going to be out here for like 10 more minutes??” he asked me and my friend, Liz…. and when my brain starting working again, I stuttered out a yes. “Good!! I’ll come back” He had to go put all his stuff in the bus. He started to walk away, then he stopped and turned back to me.. “I promise” He said. Then he walked away.”
I remember that like it was yesterday… I also remember like 30 minutes later, I kept staring at the ground because I was freezing my ass off and losing hope until I heard someone yell/growl “hEy!!!” (more like “Ey!”) And knowing Jimmy’s voice my head snapped up and looked right at him. I saw him laugh and then go back to talking to Johnny outside of their tour bus… I remember thinking maybe he noticed me during the show (because during the whole show I stared at him and rocked out like a mad woman) then I would think I was crazy and he couldn’t see me from behind the drums… (even though I liked to try to move around so I could see him) I remember when he walked over to sign autographs or take pictures he insisted on starting on the end of the line close to where we were.. And the roadie trying to tell him to start somewhere else.. and him saying he was starting there and he didn’t care where everyone else started. I remember him and Brian talking and Jimmy whispering stuff to Brian while having his arms around him.. I remember just how close they looked…
“But I will tell the best part of the night.
Rev walked up to me. He had already took a picture with Liz. “You know, I saw you in the crowd” he said to me and smiled. I got the conformation I wanted, that it was me he was looking at for at least part of the show. We took a picture together and he was about to walk away until he saw my tattoo. He looked at it for a little bit while saying that he really liked it. Then I watched him read it “unbreak me unchain me” he mouthed it. “Nice!” he said. Then I heard him quietly say something like. “I would like a picture of that for myself” I smiled at him as he smiled at me.. I was in shock as he moved on to the next group of people.
I was looking at the floor, when I felt the girl next to me tapping my shoulder really fast and hard. I looked up at her (and said “what” kinda loud, because she was interrupting me trying to hold back my tears of happiness)and realized that one of the Avenged roadies and The Rev were in front of me.. He pointed at a camera in the Roadie’s hand. It was The Rev’s camera that the roadie had ran to go get.. He actually wanted a picture of my tattoo. And he got one. He smiled at me one last time and said bye to me.
I still can’t believe it. The Rev has a picture of my tattoo.. ”
That is my favorite Avenged Sevenfold memory. That night, after watching an amazing show, I got to meet the 5 most amazing guys in the world.



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Crystal C.

posted June 22, 2010 at 8:59 pm


My first, and undeniably best concert experience was an Avenged Sevenfold concert that I went to a little over a year ago on March 23, 2009 at the Columbus, GA Civic Center.
I had been waiting for this show for weeks, and when the day finally came I was so nervous. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but my expectations were high.
From the moment they hit the stage it was apparent that Avenged Sevenfold had easily surpassed those expectations. My best friend and I were in the pit pressed up against the barricade with Synyster Gates all but 4 ft. in front of us.
It was unbelievable, seeing the men that I idolize standing in front of me playing the music I love. It seemed to envelope me, their music.
I was being pushed and shoved, and I reveled in the experience. It didn’t even matter how badly I was getting bruised, I was so deeply invested into their performance that I hardly noticed. At a point I even forgot about my best friend beside me, until she nudged me hard in the ribs and shouted, “I feel the same way!”
Matt traveled the stage interacting with the crowd, even letting us complete the lyrics at time. He sounded amazing, even better than a studio recording. In between songs he would make fun of Johnny and and joke with the crowd, he honestly did his best to connect with us. Syn made funny faces unrelentingly, only stopping to take a sip of his beer (and ultimately end up spitting it out, EVERYWHERE.) When the time came for his solo, he became serious quickly, and played a solo that blew my mind. You could feel the emotions of everyone in the venue through the notes he played. It was truly awe-inspiring.
The Rev’s thundering double bass made my heart palpitate in the best of ways, he amazed me with his double ride cymbals, it was perfect. And I feel so lucky to have seen him in all his glory. God bless him.
Zacky V and Johnny Christ rocked the stage; they had so much presence up there playing their hearts out. I even managed to catch one of Zack’s picks. It has become one of my most prized possessions, and a constant reminder of what that day was; undeniably the best day of my life.
I am forever changed by this show, and my love for this band can not run any deeper. Tears were shed, smiles spread, and hearts burst with happiness.



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Dietrick Vasquez

posted June 22, 2010 at 10:59 pm


4-11-09
It was a cold day for April in new mexico and i had just got to Las Cruces 2 hours before anxiously awaiting to get to my first concert and see the band that had inspired me to learn guitar about a year earlier. On the way to the venue my dad kept getting mad at me when i started to play waking the fallen because it “hurt his ears”. finally my dad dropped me off at the venue and said for me to call him after the final act and for me to walk down the road towards the main street so he wouldn’t have to be stuck in traffic. I hurried toward the entrance and after a minute in line finally got inside and i immediately felt the surge of energy from fans from 3 states (New Mexico, Texas, and Arizona) who have traveled to see papa roach, buckcherry, and Avenged Sevenfold. finally I saw the members of papa roach on stage and i kept screaming at the band to play. finally after the first two bands the stage goes black and after a few minutes the stage lights up with the sound of an organ. as i hear the bellowing sound of a guitar i look up and see synyster gates and zacky vengeance enter from opposite sides and meet mid stage playing a dueling intro. i screamed so loud after the sound changed to a heavy riff and the stage lit up with m shadows coming from the right side of the stage screaming yeah! I immediately became euphoric jumping up and down with the crowd. Then later in the show i hear “He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man” I immediately played air guitar because that was the first song i started to learn to play. While singing every word with Matt I shot my hand out past the barricade as he passed and he slapped my hand along with 6 other people in the front row. During the triumphant solo I heard Matt scream “Las Cruces I wanna hear see your hands in the Fucking air” That made my fucking night, being able to hear the mere mention of my great state by the lead singer of my favorite band. Being at the final concert in new mexico Avenged Sevenfold played as a complete quintet was phenomenal. The rest of the night i was in heaven anxiously awaiting my chance to try to meet the band but sadly that didnt happen tho i did catch a glimpse of johnny christ walking onto the tour bus. May the Reverend Tholomew Plague Rest In Peace in his Afterlife of chaos and musical mischief. He will be missed greatly



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Luke Hanson

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:24 pm


My most memorable concert was one that I didn’t even attend.
I was working at Rock on the Range ’09 as a security guard. I was lucky enough to be able to work backstage all weekend. The thing I looked forward to the most was the chance to possibly see the members of Avenged Sevenfold up close and maybe even talk to them. I got my wish, which was both a good and a bad thing.
See, in one of the special features of Avenged Sevenfold’s self-titled making-of DVD, Synyster Gates and Zacky Vengeance were chatting online with fans. They gave a special shout-out to one person in particular who believed it was really them and not imposters. That fan was me. Naturally, I thought that would be an interesting conversation-starter were I to ever meet them.
On the second day of Rock on the Range, I saw the guys get off their bus and go backstage. I saw them again in the catering tent and saw their roadies hanging out around a couple places. Unfortunately, one of the rules of working for my security company is that we’re not allowed to approach “celebrities” and initiate conversations with them. If they talk to us, that’s a different story. So, I was unable to talk to any of them.
During Avenged Sevenfold’s set, I could hear the roar of the crowd from behind the stage. I was so jealous. I wanted nothing more than to see them play. I nearly soiled myself when the played “Scream” due to the sub-bass used in the song. Every time they hit the low note, the entire aluminum structure of the Crew Stadium vibrated like you wouldn’t believe. I could tell it was an amazing show that was without a doubt a highlight of the entire weekend-long rock festival.
After Avenged’s set, Motley Crue was getting ready to go on as the last band of the night. Motley Crue’s tour managers were extremely adamant about nobody being backstage who didn’t need to be. Only workers with a certain working credential, necessary security personnel, and others with a specific backstage credential were allowed to be in the area immediately behind the stage and the sections of the concourse to the sides of the backstage area.
I was making sure no one was wandering back and being very diligent (partly because it was my job, and party because Motley Crue’s tour manager was a terrifying man and a bit of an ass), when I saw none other than The Rev walking towards me. Being a huge Avenged fan, seeing their drummer and someone I have a lot of respect for coming towards me specifically was indescribable. He then asked me if he was allowed to be backstage while Motley Crue played. He started to explain who he was when I said “Oh, I know who you are. The f***in’ Rev.” He smiled. I was then left with the unfortunate job of telling him he couldn’t be backstage because he didn’t have the required credential.
I have never felt more like an asshole in my life. There was no reason he shouldn’t have been allowed, but we had strict orders and I had to do my job. Ever since The Rev passed away, I’ve been left wondering if he was personally mad at me or anything. Maybe he went back to the other guys and told them what happened and they all thought I was an asshole. I hope not, and I doubt it, but it was the worst, and most memorable, concert experience of my life. And it was a concert I didn’t even see.



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Stephanie Cote

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:41 pm


Hey Chris, I’ve really appreciated the articles you’ve written about Jimmy and just everything you’ve written in general. It’s really inspiring and brings all of the fans even closer to know even the smallest details about him and his family. I feel that you give a certain sense of comfort to the readers through your words.
My first Avenged Sevenfold concert back in December of 2008 had to be the most enchanting and memorable experience of my life. I remember standing there waiting for the moment that surely changed my life. The Stadium was lit, the curtain stood still and my heart was pounding. I felt a chill down my spine the very moment I saw that curtain pull back and heard the hypnotizing sound of the organ leading into Brian and Zackys dueling guitars in the beginning of “Critical Acclaim”. You could feel Johnnys intense bass guitar vibrations at your feet. The crowd began to roar as Matt delivered the long scream leading into his ideal vocals.
I was pretty close to the stage and almost in center view. I remember thinking “Am I really here right now watching my heroes put on this amazing show?” I couldn’t believe it. All of the concerts that I attended in the past could never compare to this one. I have been a solid Avenged fan since early 2005. I felt so disappointed in myself for not being able to go see them before 2008, but that night was worth the wait by far.
The concert continued on and they managed to play one of my favorite songs off of Waking the Fallen entitled “Chapter Four”. I was ecstatic, everything about the whole performance was completely flawless. I never realized how much a band could impact my life until I discovered them. The energy they brought to the crowd was unreal. All you could hear was the nonstop effort and raw emotion they gave when they’re playing.
In the middle of the concert Brian began his solo, which was no doubt pure talent. Then came an unexpected instrumental that made me feel as if I was being taken on a roller coaster during the night. It was so powerful and the way it started out with his solo and led into Jimmy’s fantastic drumming gave it a certain horror feel.
They played everything, classics like “Unholy Confessions” to the more recent “Almost Easy” and everything in between. They closed with “Gunslinger” and the whole stadium wanted more. Sure enough they came back out and put on the best closing to a show I’ve ever seen. I heard the beginning to “A Little Piece of Heaven” and immediately my heart started pounding again. Every single member gave it everything they had and more. The night ended but I didn’t want it to.
I have not met any of the members yet. I hope that one of these days I will be lucky enough to do so. Winning the pumpkin carving contest that they hosted in October of 2009 was another memorable moment. Having all five of their signatures including Jimmy’s is way more than I could have asked for. A week after receiving the signed Self Titled album, I discovered that Jimmy had passed. I was heartbroken along with all of the other fans. Knowing that I probably had one of the last things he ever signed was completely unimaginable. We’ve all grown closer as a family, because that’s what the fans are. The Avenged fans are like no other. We go through the changes, the positive times and the tough times.
I am proud to call them my favorite band and my inspiration for everything. They changed me for the better and that night was one I will never forget.



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Sara

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:51 pm


The first time I heard A7X live was also in 2003 in Kansas City at Warped Tour, I was 12 at the time and I fell in love. There first album, Sounding the Seventh Trumpet was out and after the concert I went to look for it(being broke at the show) everywhere and it could not be found anywhere. I found it after they had a pretty big hit with Waking the Fallen. I remember trying to think what their realy names could. My BEST A7X show memory was from Taste Of Chaos 2008 on March 1st, it was the second stop on the tour and I was so excited for the line up. I got the pre order tickets with the “jump the line” wrist bands and got a front row view of Zackys side. The show went off with a bang and when A7X was coming on they had this long countdown of the screen and when it hit zero, nothing happend, they were having malfunctions with the ego risers. When they finally came out everything was just amazing, till the last song. When they came out for the encore ,”A Little Piece of Heaven”, the smoke machines were on…but they went a little crazy. There was somke EVERYWHERE, you couldn’t breath hardly becasue of the smoke chemicals, everyone in the front had their shirts pulled over their mouths, even the band. The best part….M.Shadows stopped singing and said to the crew,” I can’t fu*#ing sicng or breath, turn the fu*#ing machine off!” We weren’t mad or upset about it either, we all started to laugh. Since I was 12 I have loved them, everytime they have made a stop in KC, I have been there, always getting their cds and dvds the day they come out. Real fans don’t sick with them just because they are hot(though is a great added bonus) or stop listening to them because they start getting married and living their lives. Fans stick with them through thick and thin. We party with them, laugh with them, cry with them, and grieve with them. And most of all fans support them no matter what their decision may be or if the change their sound. No matter what we all love them for one reason or another and no cd reviews or bitter non fans can change that. foREVer



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Katelyn H.

posted June 22, 2010 at 11:56 pm


APRIL 2ND, 2009.
I was sitting in the living room with my parents earlier in March, thinking of ways I could bring up the subject of the Avenged show that was approaching within those next few weeks. I took a big breath and just did it.
“Mom, Dad, Avenged Sevenfold is coming to Poplar Bluff and I’d really like to go.”
We had discussed previous concerts that I had liked to go to, but we either couldn’t make time or they had fallen on the wrong dates. This Avenged show was super important to me, and I just had to go. They’ve been my favorite band since ninth grade, and I knew that this concert would be the best night of my life. My mom and dad discussed it, and they agreed to let me go! My mom got on Ticketmaster a couple nights after that night and bought our tickets, and I was just beside myself. I couldn’t bring myself to believe that in just a few weeks, I would be seeing the band that I’ve loved since I was 13 LIVE for the very first time.
Waiting and waiting for the weeks to pass was such a bummer, but completely worth it. April 2nd finally came, and I couldn’t believe it. I went to school that morning but ended up leaving to go home at noon and then leaving officially for the show at two because Poplar Bluff is three hours from my house and we wanted to get a good parking spot and we didn’t want to wait forever to get in. The drive did not go by fast enough, and when we FINALLY got there, I was just so excited. Words couldn’t describe my excitement. I saw all these kids lined up, waiting to be let in so they could go see the band that we all shared a love for. The line was so long, but we finally got to the end of it and waited for what seemed like forever. There must’ve been three to four hundred kids in front of us and some fifty or so kids waiting behind us. I felt so close to all these kids and I had never even met any of them before. Their love for this incredible band was enough for me.
The long line eventually split into two on the other side of the coliseum, and I ran to the other line because it was shorter and I honestly could not wait anymore. The guards scanned us with their metal detectors and I was IN. Crowds of kids came shuffling in and were all hanging out in the lobby, right by the merch table. I bought my shirt (which I still wear and show off) and used the restroom before the show, because I knew that once I got in there I would not want to leave. We finally found our seat in the coliseum and it was a great seat, with a perfect view and enough room to move around. The clock hit seven and the show began.
Rev Theory opened the show, then Papa Roach, who did a surprisingly great job. The beginning of the show was good so far, but I knew who I was there for. The coliseum got really dark and when I heard the intro to Critical Acclaim, I knew the time had come. Avenged began with Critical Acclaim and then threw some old songs in there, like Unholy Confessions and my personal favorite, Chapter Four. They chose all the best songs and I sang along to every one of them. The lights were incredible, changing from a purple and yellow to orange and blue. M. Shadow’s voice boomed in the room, all the guitars sounded amazing, and The Rev’s drumming was just mind-blowing. I was truly having the time of my life. I couldn’t put the amount of fun I was having into words, honestly. I finally felt at home, and I felt like I belonged.
10:30 came faster than I wanted. They played Almost Easy as a wrap-up song, and it was over. I wanted to cry; I didn’t want it to end, ever. We walked back out into the lobby and stopped by the merch table again to buy deathbat stickers. Matt Berry, one of their roadies, was merch guy that night and I met him and shook his hand. It was beyond cool. The night had gotten cold when we walked out of the coliseum, and the streetlights lit up the road and all around the building. It was beautiful. A beautiful night for an even more beautiful memory.
My voice was gone for about a day from screaming and singing so much, but I didn’t care. I had seen Avenged Sevenfold, and even after it had happened, I still couldn’t believe it. Up to this very day, I haven’t had that much fun since that night. That night was the best night of my life, and no one or nothing can take those memories away.



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Angie L.

posted June 23, 2010 at 12:11 am


Avenged Sevenfold has had a bigger impact on my life than they will ever know.
I was blessed with the opportunity to see them in St. Louis, MO, in February of 2009. I got the tickets for my 21st birthday. We were three rows from the stage.
Avenged and their music helped me through one of the toughest times in my life, and this concert was a huge moment for me. Seeing them this close live just made all they had done for me even more important.
As we stood waiting for each band to play, I became more and more antsy. I couldn’t stand still. I couldn’t wait to see my five favorite guys perform mere feet away from me. When they finally took the stage, the crowd went crazy. I was screaming and hollering, jumping up and down, and couldn’t wait to get into the show. Just listening to them play the music that helped keep me together live was an amazing, life changing experience. I had never felt so emotional or emotionally free before. I felt like I was the only one there at that moment, and the best five guys in the world were playing that show JUST for me.
This concert is something that I will never forget – and no Avenged show will ever be the same without The Rev. Avenged Sevenfold and their music has kept me strong through many things, but most importantly, the toughest time in my life, and spending an evening just feet away from them was a blessing, but I hope that someday I can personally say thank you…
Thank you, Jimmy.



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emily narvaez

posted June 23, 2010 at 12:29 am


my first and most memorable concert was the inland invasion in 06…September 23,2006 to be exact (:
the band i was going CRAZY for was Avenged Sevenfold of course
i didn’t care about all the other bands (even though they were some good bands…guns n roses,muse,Alice n chains and like 10 other bands)
i remember A7X performed at 6:15, it honestly felt like 1000 hours for them to actually start playing…i remember it clearly..the first person i saw going to stage was The Rev i member him,shirtless with black pants and his drum sticks in hand, right when i saw him i started crying like a baby then zacky,syn,shadows and johnny walked out and they started jamming then out of no where shadows took off his shirt…in that instant i felt like i melted away just by looking at his yummy body…after that they kept jamming and i kept singing along to all their songs,crying, and jumping like a fool…everyone around me was starting at me but i could careless of what they thought of me… after that i got to see them up close and i nearly passed out unfortunately i couldn’t take a picture with them but overall that was the happiest day of my life
A7X rules
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Gretchen

posted June 23, 2010 at 12:37 am


Hi Chris! I emailed you when some of your first articles about Jimmy came out because I was so touched by them. Thanks again, looking forward to seeing more!
I’ve seen Avenged three times, and have tickets for the fourth but the most remarkable show I attended had to be March 19, 2009 in Camden NJ. I was in the second row until after Buckcherry played and the people in front of my and my friends (and mom) said they were going to leave so we can take their stops. I had a mini-heartattack. Did someone just offer me a passage to heaven? I think so. I thanked them with all the thankfulness in me and slipped up the reserve my spot in the front row. Then two things hit me. One- who would leave before A7X?? Two- I’m actually in the front row of an Avenged show. A dream of mine that just came true in front of my eyes. I called my dad to tell him! I can’t even describe the feeling of when the lights went down and the organ from “Critical Acclaim” started. The only way to tell one is to bring them to see A7X. After they played a few songs, I tossed up a monkey to Syn. I monkey that I handmade a little A7X shirt for. Not only did Synyster Gates look at me (which is every girls’ dream) but he put that monkey on his headstock and played! And yeah, there’s YouTube proof. Here it IS. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFQkaHzb2rQ Pretty sweet. I admit, I cried during the show, I was having so much fun. They sounded absolutely incredible. And after the show ended, a secruity guard walked over to me and dumped Syn’s guitar pick in my hand. Another heart-attack. I thanked him so many times and clutched that piece of plastic like my life depended on it. Not only did I see Avenged Sevenfold in the front row, I have the pick to prove it. Let’s just say I walked out of the venue, smiling ear to ear with stories that will remain in my heart foREVer.
Now I’m even more thankful that I was lucky enough to see Avenged in the front row, with The Rev. I have to say that was the greatest experience of my life and something I wouldn’t trade for the world.
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Dante Brouillette

posted June 23, 2010 at 12:52 am


My first avenged sevenfold concert set a lot of things in my life in to motion. Around 2004 a friend of mine had a song on her iPod that i just could not stop listening to so i looked at it wondering what it was, it was Unholy confessions, i asked her who it was from(she didnt organize her music very well) she said avenged sevenfold, so i immediately went home and looked it up.
After that day i couldnt stop listening, every single album, every single song. I had played them so much so often that i had over 386 plays on my iTunes within 3 weeks. After a month or so of listening to their stuff i decided to force my friend to listen to them, he was into the alt stuff like blink 182 and all that, so i showed a7x to him, at first he said “eh their not bad” a week passed by and i got a call from him with these exact words “Ok avenged sevenfold is fucking ridiculous” so i had successfully injected my friend with the sevenfold sickness. Up until then i was a guitar player, but just fiddled around more than learned. A7X had become an inspiration to me, so i devoted my time from then on to learning the boys stuff, and guess what song was first on my list, unholy confessions. I played it over and over and over until it was 100% perfect then i played it some more, thanks to them i went after my dream to be a musician, am in school for my degree, have a lot of new and expensive stuff, and an extremly massive obsession of a7x, which i consider my religion now(sevenfoldism).
Anyway, now that i had the gear, the inspiration and my life pretty much revolving around the band, i decided i needed to see them live, i did, and it blew my fuckin mind, beyond what i expected. However the one that was most memorable to me, was the 2009 april 17 show in san diego, i headed over to the stadium, and yes i was 3 hours early to make absolute god damn sure i got as close as possible. So i waited and waited until they finally opened the doors, opening with afterlife they shook the house right off the bat, and luckily i was able to get right next to the speaker on synysters side, allowin me to see shadows,zacky and syn pretty damn well,unfortunately JC was on the far right and of course the rev hangin in the back. 2 things happened that night, first being i met my girl there,currently 14 months thanks to our love for a7x and their unique music, and my chance to see the band as a whole, i was able to see jimmy play live for the last time,both a happy and very sad moment, but that night has changed my life. I met a wonderful girl thanks to them, have the inspiration to do what i love because of them, and i was able to see our boy jimmy live before he passed, i can not live without their music, but that avenged sevenfold experience was by far my most memorable night seeing them.



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Alex

posted June 23, 2010 at 5:05 am


My first Concert was Avenged Sevenfold, Taste of Chaos in May 2009. I was(and still am) a massive fan but back then i didnt keep up with the info about their tour and what was happening, so i found out from my cousin that one of her friends was going to the Concert. I was soo upset because i thought it was too late to buy tickets, but luckily it wasnt and my dad bought me 2 tickets, I was over the moon but i was too scared about what would happen, how everything would turn out etc.
As i got to the Venue fans were already starting to walk in, and we got our tix scanned and walked in, i felt so small compared to all these other teens who were with their friends (and i dont have a lot of friends who are into a7x)but it didnt matter, i was seeing my favourite band live for the first time and i was dead excited.
Atreyu and BFMV went first and i sat jumping up and down in my seat waiting for a7x. (I was too scared to go into the mosh because i heard too many stories about being trampled on etc that i didnt risk it.)
As soon as Avenged started playing Critical Acclaim, I started screaming and singing to the songs. I watched every single band member pace across the stage playing their hearts out and i saw Jimmy drumming like the world was in the palm of his hand.
I felt so happy,but soo saddened later that i left after the last song and totally forgot about the encore, i did hear that it was good though from a few people who went to the concert. But i was sooo happy that i saw them, and even more happy that I saw Jimmy for the last time, and that i can officially say that i saw The Rev clearly from where i was sitting and i enjoyed every single minute of it.
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Adrian Perez

posted June 23, 2010 at 5:35 am


Never have I heard anything like them. Their energy, their style, the intensity of their lyrics filled with pure emotion. Avenged Sevenfold’s music has captivated my heart ever since I had first heard of them. When I found out they were going to have a concert in Glendale, Arizona I made it my main priority to buy tickets as soon as possible. January 30th, 2009 would then become a day that I would never forget.
As soon as I got out from school I made my way to Jobing.com Arena. I was one of the first in line to get in. I waited for about three hours in line before security let the fans in. As soon as they did I got my floor level bracelet and ran as fast as I could to get the best spot. I was extremely blessed to get a spot in the front row, stage left. Saving Abel, Papa Roach, and Buckcherry played first. As they played all I could think about was Avenged Sevenfold. Once Buckcherry finished, my wait was over.
A black curtain was hung in front of the stage while the roadies prepared the stage. Soon, the arena became pitch black and the curtain dropped as M. Shadows began playing the organ to the intro of Critical Acclaim. Once I heard that first organ note, I was immediately filled with a sense of euphoria. There they were in front of my very own eyes, the greatest band ever, Avenged Sevenfold. The crowd went wild as they played. We pushed in all directions and sang along to every song. I was probably in the best spot to be in. Synyster Gates would play right in front of me. Seeing him play his solos in front of me while occasionally looking in my direction was amazing. The band played Critical Acclaim, Afterlife, Beast and the Harlot, Scream, Dear God (followed by a solo from Synyster Gates) Bat Country, Gunslinger, Unholy Confessions, and Almost Easy. Each member gave a great performance in each song, with M. Shadows speaking to the crowd in between songs.
Despite the band’s entire performance being memorable, there were a few things that really stuck with me ever since. One of these memories takes place in between one of the songs. M. Shadows talked to the crowd about the Super Bowl and how they supported the Cardinals, except for Johnny Christ. The crowd booed Johnny Christ. It was the funniest moment during the concert, since M. Shadows always finds a way to mess with Johnny Christ. My next memorable moment was the instrumental the band played after Synyster Gates’s solo. Synyster Gates made some funny faces at us while playing and The Rev’s drumming in that song was just breathtaking! My last memorable moment of the concert, and my favorite, was when the band played Unholy Confessions. Not only did the crowd reach its peak excitement, but the band played with so much energy and had fun with this song. During one of Zacky and Syn’s back-to-back harmonies, Johnny Christ just walks in between them and peeks over their shoulders and the three just smile and laugh. Near the end of the song, the band just stops before it’s over. Synyster Gates takes a drink from his beer and then tosses it up and gets showered by it. M. Shadows then turns to The Rev and tells him to check out the crowd. He then asks The Rev what was missing. The Rev answers by pointing his drumstick to the crowd and moving it in a circular motion, signaling that he wanted an even bigger mosh pit. The band would not finish the song until The Rev’s wish was met. Immediately two big mosh pits are started behind me; both next to each other. Then, both converge into one enormous mosh pit and the band finishes the song.
Going to an Avenged Sevenfold is one of the best experiences someone can have. I’m glad that I had the opportunity to go to one. Unfortunately, it was the last concert The Rev would take part of in Arizona. I am grateful that I was able to see (in my opinion) the best drummer to have ever lived. I was even fortunate to leave with more than just memories from the concert. I got a drumstick from the drummer of Papa Roach and one of my most prized possessions, Zacky Vengeance’s guitar pick. I am extremely happy to say that this was the first concert I went to and it left an everlasting memory that I will always cherish.



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Christen

posted June 23, 2010 at 12:23 pm


Hi Chris! Congratulations on your book! I had written you when you wrote some articles after Jimmy Sullivan had passed away, and you were gracious enough to respond to me. In one of our correspondences I shared with you my last Avenged Sevenfold concert experience and the story of Jimmy and me sharing a moment at the roulette wheel inside of the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas in April of last year…a moment in time that I will never forget. But I thought this time I would share with you my very first experience of meeting the band members of Avenged Sevenfold.
So to give you a little back round my father drowned in a fishing accident on April 15th 2003 in Sabine Texas, I was 22 years old. I had a hard time coming to terms with what had happened to him, and what, subsequently, was happening to me. It was a dark and rocky time in every way you can imagine, and I was pretty lost. It was during this time that I discovered something that ended up saving my life, it was a song called Unholy Confessions by a band named Avenged Sevenfold. It was like everything that I felt, but didn’t know how to describe in words, was being recited to me. From that moment I became a fan, and I was eager to get to my first Avenged Sevenfold show. Fast forward to April of 2005, and Avenged Sevenfold is playing the Verizon Theatre in Houston TX. I had been on a relentless promotion campaign in support of their City of Evil album. This was going to be the second show in support of the City of Evil tour that I was attending, and since I had worked so hard on promoting them I had received an invitation to meet them at the Houston show. And I had told myself that if my wish came true, and I really did get to meet the members of my most favorite band ever, that I was going to let go of all of the bad things and feelings that I had been holding onto for so long and I was going to start living my life again. I rode a bus from where I live in Roanoke VA for 32 hours to get to Houston TX, as I couldn’t afford a plane ticket, and I was lucky for my car at the time to get me across town most days let alone halfway across the country. My family lives in the Houston area, and my aunt (she is 14 months older than me) and I went to the show together. To say I was nervous would be an understatement, and I was doing some “liquid therapy” at the Hard Rock patio bar next to the Verizon Theatre entrance. A couple hours later my jitters had subsided, but I was pretty wasted. A member of the A7X security group came out and got us and took us in to meet the band. I’m stumbling through the corridor and I hear a voice asking me where I was going, it was Zacky Vengeance…and I was stumbling past the table they were sitting at. So I’m desperately trying to pull myself together and “be cool” in front of my idols. So we took pictures, got autographs, and talked. At one point Johnny Christ tripped over an extension cord that was taped to the floor and my aunts breasts were what he used to catch himself on to keep from falling….everyone got a big a laugh out of that and he was really embarrassed. I ended up confessing to Synyster Gates my inebriated state that I was in and he told me that I was at a rock concert, and that I was supposed to be messed up. It was great.
So my aunt and I suffered through the opening band and then, after what felt like an eternity, Avenged Sevenfold took the stage. It was at that moment when Shadows is letting out that guttural growl at the beginning of Beast and the Harlot that it felt like this unbelievable weight was being lifted off my chest, and for the first time in a long time I was taking a deep breath. Then if felt like all the hurt, the anger, the disappointment, and all the other bad feelings I had been clinging to were being sucked from my body and taken away, and for the first time in a very long time I was really and truly happy. And that is the greatest thing about them, this magic that they possess when they are up on a stage. You can feel them giving all of themselves to you, and you can’t help but to give yourself to them in return. It’s like a junkie to their drug of choice, and you’re always going back for more. I’ve been to see over 100+ bands in my life, and there is no one that can command the stage the way that they do, and to see it is truly amazing. Avenged rocked the house that night, every song just as powerful and epic as the one before it. Then after they left the stage you immediately saw almost 5,000 people leave the Verizon center all at the same time before the next band, Coheed and Cambia, could take the stage. It was like a sea of A7X soldiers, all in their uniforms of A7X t-shirts and tattoos, leaving after the only band worth seeing had played. I left too, which is often the case if I go and see them and they aren’t the closing band. That was one of the greatest nights of my life, and I owe it all to them. I have seen them in concert 13 times now, and I hold tickets to my next show to see them in Charlotte NC on the Uproar Festival tour on September 1st. They are more than a band to me, they are my confidants, my voice of reason, my inspiration to keep going when things get hard, and most of all they’re some of my most cherished friends. I scarred my body with the Deathbat logo the day before that Houston show, because for this girl….it really is Avenged Sevenfold for life!



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Justin Ellingham

posted June 23, 2010 at 7:19 pm


Congratulations on the book! I know eventually I will be a fan and new customer of yours. I can not fathom words that would suit how incredible it is that you put the article about The Rev. in your book. He was and still is my number one idol of all time. He was the reason I began self-teaching myself how to play the drums and even sing and scream. The first day I ever heard Avenged Sevenfold was the day after my last day of my sixth grade year while I was watching Fuse and the video for Unholy Confessions came on. I remember sitting there staring at the screen until the song was over. I ran into my mom’s room, woke her up, and told her that I just heard the greatest song ever. About a month later, my friend invited me over to his house and while we were playing Halo or something, he told me to listen to this band on a cd he just got. You van only guess that it was Waking The Fallen. I looked at him and told him by the time I had to go home, his cd would be in my possession. That later became true. When I was a little boy I had gone through some rough times. I had the most unimaginable things happen to me and my family. I was abused physically, mentally and verbally and I had nowhere to turn. I moved to Greensboro, North Carolina and very body around me was very religious. And I honestly could never believe in God, so that instantly made me an outcast. I was beat up, ignored and just about everything else from not only the kids that were my age, but the adults as well. I was lost. I had nobody to go to and nowhere to run. That’s when I found Avenged Sevenfold. The messages in their songs hit so close to home for me, it was almost as if they knew who I was and made these songs about me and others that have had the same experiences as me. And even when everyone at my school saw me wearing and Avenged Sevenfold T-Shirt, everyone started telling me how “bad they sucked” and how “the lead singer couldn’t sing” and their music is “terrible because they don’t scream anymore” and all that nonsense. I didn’t listen even when they continued to bash Avenged Sevenfold. I stood by what I knew and never ever budged. But it was my ninth grade year when Avenged Sevenfold became my number one favorite band. My best friend in the whole world was murdered. I couldn’t even think. I didn’t speak to anyone, look at anyone, or even be around anyone. I sat in my room for a good month without turning the television on or the radio or computer. It was the one day that I turned my Itunes on shuffle and the very first song that played was Second Heartbeat. It was then when I realized that I needed Avenged Sevenfold’s music in my life or else I don’t know where I’d be right now. That had been the first time since my best friends murder that I had smiled. I knew that Avenged Sevenfold and their music would always be there to take the weight off of my shoulders and be there when life seemed to much to handle. The day The Rev. died is going to stay with me for the rest of my life. I cried like a little baby when I heard the news at one thirty in the morning when I rushed to my computer to see if this horrific event was true. I was in denial for a few weeks after, still thinking that it was some kind of trick and that he was going to pop out of nowhere and say “fooled ya!” or something like that. But even though he is gone, I still cherish all of the music he gave to us including Pinkly Smooth.
So, as for my first Avenged Sevenfold show, it was back in 2004 right before City of Evil came out. I was so excited about seeing Avenged Sevenfold that I didn’t pay attention to who the opening acts were. I can’t even tell you who they were honestly. What was cool though, I remember standing on the side of the stage smoking a cigarette, and out of nowhere, I heard M. Shadows screaming “Jimmy! Are you ready yet?!” and The Rev. replied with “Hold on!”. And as soon as he said that, he started kicking the bass and hitting the symbols. In my mind, I was thinking, Oh my god! That’s Avenged Sevenfold! As soon as the lights dropped, I stood up and started screaming “SEVENFOLD!” repeatedly. When the beat to To End The Rapture started playing, all I could think to do was scream and jump. I was right up front. I was so close I thought I could touch them if I just reached outward. But my favorite memory of that show was when they started playing Second Heartbeat. I reached my hand out and started crying intensely. And I remember Zacky Looking down, seeing me, and started chuckling to himself. He looked At Syn. and pointed down at me and all Syn. could do was chuckle as well. I know they were laughing at me, but it was one of the greatest moments of my life and that turned out to be the best concert I’ve ever been to.
My second Avenged Sevenfold show was at Ozzfest 2006. I remember standing in line because my mother and I bought tickets on some internet thing and the system crashed. I had already missed most of the second stage and I was going to be furious if I wouldn’t have been able to see Avenged. We eventually got in in time to see Atreyu, but by that time, my mom had gotten sick and had to be escorted out. I thought I was going to miss Avenged, but out of nowhere, my friend, Seth, came running up to me. It was such a breath of fresh air. Only about forty five seconds later, the Ozzfest security told me I had to leave with my mother. But Seth and his father followed me and told the security and my mom that they would look after me so I could stay for the show. I was so relieved when that happened. I had to wait anxiously for Dragonforce and Lacuna Coil to stop playing so that A7X would come out. And when they did, I had forgot about getting my butt kicked in a mosh pit and being dropped while crowd surfing. There weren’t many people standing up for Avenged at that show, but I know I was. When they started playing Walk after Syn’s solo, that’s when I got so pumped up I couldn’t even stand still. I remember by the time they got off stage for Disturbed, my voice was gone, and all I wanted, was to hear more. On the way home, all I did was hum Avenged Sevenfold the entire way.
My most recent and certainly not last Avenged Sevenfold show I attended was at the Greensboro Coliseum with Buchkcherry. I either sat down and talked or texted, or went walking around while the first two bands were on because I got so bored. I remember waiting while the A7X crew set up the stage and I saw The Rev’s drum kit. I looked at my girl friend and told her that was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. That didn’t go over to well with her. haha But when the lights dropped and Critical Acclaim came on, the boredom and the lack of wanting to be there went out of the door in an instant. I was the first one (that I could see) standing up and I know I was the last one sitting down. When Avenged Sevenfold was finished and Buckcherry came on, I remember standing up, and walking out. I was only at the concert because of Avenged Sevenfold. Not to mention that Avenged Upstaged Buckcherry like it was nobody’s business.
I will also be attending the first Avenged Sevenfold show in North Carolina Without The Rev. I know that will be the most emotional concert I will ever be at, but it will all be so far beyond worth it. Avenged Sevenfold’s music will be the greatest I will ever have the joy and honor of listening to. But it goes so far past their music to me. Aside from my fiance, Avenged Sevenfold is my life. They are more than some random California band that got lucky and made it big. They are my biggest inspiration to tackle any task in life; long or short, easy or hard, happy or sad. They are my voice when I have nothing to say. They are my very soul when I have nothing left to feel. I have been an Avenged Sevenfold fanatic since 2004 and I will remain an Avenged Sevenfold fanatic until my last breath. All of my friends say that I am way to obsessed with Avenged Sevenfold and that I need to take it easy because they’re “just a band”. But to everyone who has something to say about that, I wouldn’t live my life any other way. My life consists of Avenged Sevenfold forever and that will never change!



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Lee-Anne

posted June 23, 2010 at 10:10 pm


I have been to many concerts over the years, many of them amazing but my most memorable was 2008 Auckland, New Zealand, Avenged Sevenfold concert.
I was sick beyond belief, after years of pain medication the doctors had increased my meds and my body was not coping, my heart rate was through the roof, and I could’nt stand for long periods of time, I thought I was dying, the only thing keeping me going was going to see A7X live.
The concert finely rolled around it was amazing, I laughed for the first time in weeks when M Shadows sang a rendition of “Bartender”, and was thrilled that Johnny Christ sang a little of “Seize the day” the whole concert was brilliant, I laughed, I cryed, and I sang untill I was horse. I was in horrible pain, and had to keep sitting on the floor, but it was all worth it just to have the experience of being there. All this is so much more special now since the passing of Jimmmy I am honoured to have been able to see him preform live.
Funny that the out of the worst time in my life came one of the most memorable nights of my life.



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Mickinzy

posted June 24, 2010 at 8:13 am


April 7th, the year 2009. I saw Avenged Sevenfold. Never had a heard a band like them. Their lyrics touch my heart and are filled with pure emotion.
The Seventh day in April, the year is 2009.
This was the single greatest day of my life. I didn’t sleep the night before because I was too excited. I had the most important test of my life this day, but I didn’t care. I rushed through everything trying to find a way to speed up time. I was the first one out of school that day, a half hour after I stepped foot out of that school, I stepped foot onto the Bell County Expo Center grounds and was 6th in line to get in to this concert.
A few hours after I got there, the doors open. We run to get our tickets scanned and run for the stage, we were floor level, front row, dead center.
Rev Theory, Papa Roach, then Buckcherry. I was growing very impatient as the intermission between the Buckcherry and Avenged Sevenfold dragged on. My sister and I decided to start the famous “Sevenfold” cheer to get the party going. We started it and soon after the whole place was shaking from the chant. Then I heard it, Critical Acclaim.
The opening organ music was magical, I watched as the black curtain that was once hanging on the stage fell. All I could do at this moment is wipe away the tears of joy streaming down my face. They were there, in front of my eyes. The greatest band ever, Avenged Sevenfold.
Each member gave the best performance in every song. As Unholy Confessions blared from the speakers more force was exceeded my rib cage, but I loved every second of it. I sang along to the song as I watched the band that helped me through everything on that stage.
The band was great that night, but I do have some pretty great memories from just that one band joking around.
1. Syn and his new shoes. Matt started talking about how we were a small town but we had some pretty awesome stuff, and the best shoe stores. Syn chirped in by saying, “Yeah, I actually just got a pair today from a local place, I love ‘em.” And throughout the rest of the concert he would keep pointing at his shoes and bragging about them.
2. Syn’s guitar solo. As always, was amazing but he played in right in front of me and as he finished he winked at our group of friends and posed so everyone in the Center could get a picture.
3. They asked for a song off Waking the Fallen to play, most everyone started chanting “Chapter 4!” So they played that song, as the solo came up Zacky kept making faces at Syn, these faces were the most hilarious things ever. And even when the finished up the concert I was still laughing.
4. After the concert, at the merch booth we met JB Dizz! We were all talking and joking around because no one was there anymore and I ended up noticing a sign that read “Limited Edition Lone Star Shirt for Texas!!!” and at the bottom was Zacky V’s signature. I pointed it out to my sister (The biggest Zacky fan ever) and she flipped and started begging JB Dizz for the sign. Finally, he gave it to us and we asked him to sign our tickets and he did.
Over all, this day was simply the best day, ever. Nothing will ever top the feeling of your first Avenged Sevenfold concert.



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