They were to play the Wellington Town Hall and I was terrified of girls, so I asked my mate Andrew McCallum to come, a classmate from Wellington College and Karori Normal School before that. He had flaming red hair and lived on Cooper St.
We sat upstairs in the Circle - that marvellous horseshoe around that beautiful hall, and we were almost at one end, above the side of the stage. The pit below us would have been heaving with blond highlighted mullets and mirror aviator shades.
The gig is mostly a blur, except for a memory of flickering light on awed faces, and just that feeling: "I'm-at-a-real-concert!"
I have no memory of how I got there or how I got home. Dad probably picked us up, I guess, in the Chevette.
The next really big gig was David Bowie at Athletic Park, and I actually went with a girl for that one (she dumped me at the gig I think), but it's Sting and Andy and Stewart at the Town Hall that stays with me.
I still love The Police, and if I'm trawling radio stations in the car I'll always stop for Roxanne, or Wrapped Around my Finger, or Message In A Bottle.
Gordon Harcourt hosts Fair Go, which screens Wednesdays, at 7.30pm, on TV One.