I never went to a “reunion” show where the band consisted of either the lead singer or lead guitarists and a bunch of other guys who were never part of the band when it was popular.

My friend and I never made up our own choreographed dance to “Billie Jean” to break out at school dances.

I never sat in the Target Center for over an hour and half waiting for the ‘new’ Guns N Roses (with Buckethead) to finally come onstage.

I never followed Modest Mouse across four states.

I never knew all the words to the Baywatch theme song

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I never owned two, yes two, Jon Secada CDs….

I never gave Ben Gibbard and Chris Walla a vanilla Snack Pack when driving them back to First Avenue from the Radio K studios, said mysteriously “when you get to LA, you will understand,” told my LA friend to give them a chocolate Snack Pack when they performed at his college radio station, subsequently found out he forgot to give them the Snack Pack, and blushed hardcore at the realization that a) two of my favorite musicians then officially thought I was the weirdest kid they had ever met, and b) I had devised a pudding-related plan that really would have made no sense at all even if it had worked.

I never asked Wynonna Judd to be my big sister while meeting her backstage at the Minnesota state fair in ‘93

i never went to the state fair to see new kids for my first ever show, and i’m never going to see them at the xcel this october either.

I never waited like 4 hours to see Bobby Brown finally drag his ass on stage at the Met Center. Twice.

i never left a shipping news show at first ave in 1997 because i had never heard of the motherfuckers they were opening for. . .built to spill.

I never skipped a Red Hot Chili Peppers show in 1991 because I was tired when the opening bands were Smashing Pumpkins, Pearl Jam, and Nirvana.

I never tapped my dad on the shoulder and asked him why this lead singer i’d never heard of was acting like such an asshole when we were watching Whiskeytown open for John Fogerty at Northrup Auditorium in 1998.

I have never tried to sell a piece of gum on e-Bay that had been chewed by Ozzy Ozbourne.

I never left the Edgefest concert in 1995 before The Ramones played.

i never begged my parents to let me take break dancing lessons.

I have never done that either..but if I did they would be right next to my two Roxette albums.

I never performed a choreographed dance to “Another One Bites the Dust,” with 20 other high school girls in a homecoming show.