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12.30.2002

The first concert I ever saw was the Jackson Five on their final tour, "The Triumph Tour." Not the Victory Tour. Reunion tours always suck. This one was before Michael broke away and wrote "Off the Wall" and started his run to King of Pop stardom. I went with my parents, so I don't count this one as my first. I broke my cherry on the Clash. My friend Robert and I went to Camelot Music at Lenox Square Mall and bought two tickets to go see the Combat Rock tour. We were in eigth grade, we were the shit, we had Clash tickets. No one else did. We were cool.
Rock the Casbah is what we wanted to see. It was all we knew. We didn't know the significance of Sandanista or London Calling or any of the real deal. We knew the MTV stuff. We thought we knew it all. We thought were the shit.
I still remember mom dropping us off at the infamous Fox Theater in Atlanta, GA that night, the same venue where the Sex Pistols devirginized America with British, fuck you angst. We didn't know that at the time, but now it seems significant. Our seats were in the balcony. There was smoke and leather and studded jackets and safetypin piercings and mohawks and attitude all around us. We were scared. We were the shit. We knew it. We knew we were witnessing something we didn't know existed. We were the shit.
I don't remember too much of the show. I remember Joe Strummer and Mick Jones in fatigues with those camo hats that covered their faces. I remember stacks of tv's lining the stage showing war footage and destruction throughout the show. I remember London Calling and Straight to Hell. I remeber Radio Clash. I remeber Rock the Casbah. But mostly I remember how I felt. It was the punkest punk rock show I would ever see. It was real, I was a pre-teen out of my Polo, Izod element with only my friend Robert to watch over me; and I him. We were petrified. We were the shit.

-Thanks Joe-


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