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As Independent Venue Week gets underway, Dale Maplethorpe reminisces about the potent magic of attending your first gig, while sharing the memories of music industry professionals.

Memories are the most subjective thing in the world. Everything about you and me, every bias, interest and hatred, all of it can be attributed to either the presence, or lack thereof, a memory. Their uniqueness leads to the unique people who surround us, and in the same way that fingerprints can’t be replicated, so too are memories completely individual from person to person. Any attempt to copy them might produce a somewhat convincing counterfeit but never the real thing.

Yet, despite being entirely subjective in their nature, certain memories run parallel to one another, creating the illusion of objectivity. At one point in your life, you have experienced the same thing or feeling that most other people have. These overlapping feelings are often the hardest to describe, but that loss for words doesn’t invalidate their existence, quite the opposite. There is an unspoken bond created between us as human beings because of them, one that makes even total strangers relatable and is the foundation of empathy and understanding.

Another shared memory we all have in common is the first time we went to a concert. A moment where just the name of the venue and the band are enough for a complete stranger to nod and understand the importance of those two details, as there is nothing, no matter who else you see or where in the world you go, quite like your first time...Keep reading on Far Out Magazine.