by Tony Whitaker
Sitting on the floor in 64
The Beatles on Sullivan
Shook hands with Elvis in 1970
standing at the Gates of Graceland
But not until 1973
when the power of music
Shook my Soul
Rock and Roll
Author's Note: Long live rock, I need it every night,
Long live rock, come on and join the line,
Long live rock, be it dead or alive.
Posted on 11/16/2007
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 11/16/07 at 12:55 PM|
it took AC/DC for me.
|Posted by Laurie Blum on 11/16/07 at 02:19 PM|
My sister was forced to take me to my first concert when I was 14 because it was my Birthday. And for my very first concert I saw the MotorCity Madman Ted Nugent! My ears were ringing for 2 weeks! But I was a Rock fan for life! This brings up alot of memories, a great thing for a poem to do Tony!
|Posted by A. Paige White on 11/16/07 at 02:41 PM|
Feel like I need to tiptoe into this one. My first concert was a Jimmy Buffet concert on the MS. gulf coast. My ex was/is (I guess) a parrot head. Does that count?
|Posted by Alisa Js on 11/16/07 at 10:41 PM|
This one does stir up those ole' memory banks... gets one remembering the greats... aloha to you and yours from out here under the swaying palms... alisa ;-)
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/17/07 at 06:44 PM|
Three cheers for The Who! And all the other rockers who've carried us through the years with their music. :o)
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/17/07 at 06:46 PM|
PS: My first concert was Steppenwolf in 1975 on their come back tour. And the ticket only cost $8.50!!!