I didn't realize how lucky I was at the time.
As a lad growing up in St. Louis, I would pour over the concert listings in the local art weekly newspaper.
I was a music fiend. And I wanted to be around live music at all times.
Several clubs would display their show calendars. It was like a beautiful buffet of sonic delights spread out before me. My mind would spin trying to decide on what shows to hit. Or at least try to attend. Since I was a teenager, money was tight and transportation never a sure thing.