I just ran across a mention of my name in the Changelog to memcached, from 2004. I had forgotten ever contributing anything. In fact, I was having a hard time figuring out what I would have been working on in 2004 that would have been using memcached.
Mind you, I remembered after a moment or two, but it took some serious thinking.
The interesting thing is to realize that I was apparently a fairly early adopter–the entry for my bug report is almost exactly one year after the first entry in the changelog.
Here is a link to the Wikipedia entry for the 1983 German Monsters of Rock concert, which was my first ever concert.
I have vague memories of Whitesnake, but couldn’t even tell you what they played.
Blue Oyster Cult was what I was there to see, though I remember it being somewhat anticlimactic–I think I knew a lot less of their music than I had thought. I would probably enjoy it more now.
I remember enjoying Thin Lizzy a lot, though it’s only in retrospect that I am glad I saw them in their last show with Phil Lynott.
I remember one Saxon song, but I won’t name it for fear of dying of embarrassment.
I have remember “Paradise by Dashboard Light” only because the female performer ended up very scantily clad. John Scalzi recently tweeted wondering what a collaboration between Jim Steinman and Philip Glass would be like–I can tell you it would likely make my head explode.
Motorhead. I am sad to realize that I have seen Lemmy in the flesh and have no memory of it. Maybe that’s appropriate, though.
I suspect that I left before Twisted Sister made it on stage, and I don’t have any idea who the hell Cheeta were.
Thanks to my dad for dropping us off and picking us up afterward.
You know, I haven’t seen any ukelele covers that have been less than respectful of their source material. Sometimes they are obviously showing off technical acumen–there’s a couple of places in this video that might qualify–but it all seems done with a lot of affection for the original.
An interesting point about the thoughtlessness of some of our legal forms–the silliness of standard boilerplate suggesting that Neal Stephenson’s Baroque Cycle wasn’t connected to actual events and persons…right after many pages detailing exactly how it was.