The other day I had concerts on the brain, as in asking, “What do the concerts we go to say about who we are?”
A couple of years ago Craig and I were at a retreat with Charlie Peacock and his wife, Andi, and Charlie made the joke over dinner one night that when folks become Christians they throw away all their secular music. Then when they become mature Christians, they throw away all their Christian music.
We all laughed then, and I mused about how that does often seem to be the case. There is very little out there in the Contemporary Christian Music world that I consider worth listening to anymore, though there are a select few musicians I still buy from when they produce something new. And no, I didn’t throw away my old Christian stuff as I grew in my faith, but I didn’t depend on them as heavily as I did before. In fact, some of them are very good friends that, when listened to, bring back some sweet memories of certain periods in life.
During that same conversation, Charlie asked us all what was the first concert we remembered going to and I won the most hysterical laughter by admitting I attended one by Farrell and Farrell as a grade schooler.
Then the junior high and high school years:
Amy Grant (though she didn’t show up and was replaced by Petra, at which I was horrified)
Steven Curtis Chapman
(I actually walked out on this one due to my legalistic tendencies. I might still walk out on him today, but it wouldn’t be because I thought him to be in sin, but rather because I think he’s a sub-par musician…)
You can see how things changed dramatically the older I got. I may be leaving out a concert or two, but it’s because I forgot it, not because I was too embarrassed to put it up here (anyone who can admit to seeing Farrell and Farrell live is not too embarrassed to own up to her concert experiences, you know what I mean?).
Okay, so now it’s time for you to ‘fess up. Who have you been to see and would you pay to see them again here and now at this stage of your life?