3 Times I Got a Guitar Pick at a Concert

ROADTRIP 3 Times I Got a Guitar Pick at a Concert
I’d like to start a new series of favorite concert memories of mine and hopefully others! I don’t know about you, but I’ve always enjoyed reading concert experiences, especially when something out of the ordinary happens. If you have any stories you’d like to share, send ’em in! I’d love to post about them.

I figure I’ll try to go thematic for these semi-regular posts, and the first theme is catching a guitar pick, a hallowed souvenir for any concertgoer. Here are my three favorite guitar pick memories:

1. Popping my guitar pick cherry. I acquired my first guitar pick at a Hanson concert in October of 2003, which should surprise no one who knows me. The five of us girls rolled into Cincinnati at midnight the night before and camped out in order to get front row. It wasn’t warm… And we weren’t even the first group there! My plan was to hold a small, unobtrusive sign asking Isaac for a pick. And it worked! Unfortunately, I couldn’t catch that day, and he had to throw a couple before I dug one off the floor. Sometimes, all you have to do is ask nicely.
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2. Sassy fan. There comes a time, if you hang around enough, when you get to know a band as friends, and you start to sass back. And when that happens, the lead singer may throw a pick AT you instead of TO you. Such was the case with Don Miggs, formerly of the band Miggs, currently of the band Whole Damn Mess. I proceeded to pretend to stomp on said pick before sheepishly picking it up and keeping it for my small collection.

Don @miggsmusic in the middle of throwing a pick at me #frontrowbek

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These guys. They are neat. @miggsmusic

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3. Cat-like reflexes. Maybe my favorite guitar pick memory was at a concert for Christian artist and American Idol alum Colton Dixon. My friend Katie suggested we go up front for the last song, and boy am I glad she did! At the end of the song, Colton’s guitarist threw a guitar pick to me, and I somehow caught it one handed in mid-air whilst taking the video below. It wasn’t quite as cool as when another friend caught a pick mid-clap at a different concert, but it was still pretty impressive and ninja-like. See the last few seconds of this video when the camera went crazy, and I started cracking up.

I don’t know what’s going on with the sound in this video…


So please, do share! What’s your favorite concert memory?