My good friend JC took his son Ben to his first show the other day, age three. The boy’s growing up on a steady diet of Austin City Limits.
I was 13 the first year I went to a concert: U2 at the old Hollywood Sportatorium. I think after that it was Jimmy Cliff at the Carefree in West Palm.
Good to get them started early, so they don’t get sucked into the vast ominous void of bubblegum pop.