It was 1986 and the Woodbury Music Hall in Long Island, New York.
My mother asked me and my sister if we wanted to go to a concert.
We said YES!
We were so excited.
She opened with lights and a live band.
She sounded like an angel. Because she was.
She realized that many parents brought children with them to the show in the barely visible crowd. So she called them all down the stage for a kiss.
And she kissed me.
My mother’s idol kissed me.
Then she proceeded to wipe off the lipstick, and save it in my baby book.
She’s the best there ever was, with a close tie to Whitney.
Did you grow up in the 80’s too? What was your first concert? Leave a comment below!