End of the day embarrassment question: What’s the first concert you attended?

Since our posts are usually about the sad state of women’s rights in the world, I thought it would be nice to end today with something that’s always fun: self-humiliation. So the question is, dear readers, what is the first concert you ever went to? And no, I don’t mean some cool jazz thing that your parents dragged you to when you were a kid – I mean what musician(s) did you desperately try to scrounge up tickets for, and then go freaking out with the hope that maybe, just maybe, they’d see you from stage. (Okay, maybe that’s just me from my NKOTB phase. I was in love with Joey, so sue me.)
My source of shame is below.

I got my older cousin to take me, and I totally wore that stupid Debbie Gibson hat.
And for those that aren’t embarrassed by their first concert…I hate you.