Before screens lit up with QR codes and email confirmations, the magic of live music began with a piece of paper: the concert ticket. 

These weren’t just a piece of paper, they were souvenirs, trophies of nights that shook the walls and left ears ringing for days. 

Each ticket carried its own artwork, fonts, and quirks, often as memorable as the band itself. Fans tucked them into wallets, pinned them on bulletin boards, and saved them like a treasure. They weren’t disposable; they were proof you were there.

These tickets are time capsules of rock’s golden eras, when entry to a show meant holding something real.