Saw Van Halen in 1978/79 in New Orleans. A guy I worked with was from Cali and was bragging on them. Talked me into going. I wanted to go to see more titties.
I will always remember the first time I heard Van Halen. I remember the car, the highway, the moment as clear as it happened yesterday.
The club held about 200 people, if that. I went in the space of 4 hours from not knowing that Van Halen existed to seeing them live in a small club. I left the club that night believing I had saw greatness. I had never seen or heard anyone play guitar like I saw on that night.
People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.