Would it count if you knew you were going to be impressed but the magnitude was unanticipated?
Pink Floyd in Anaheim, summer 77. Truely a magical show for me. I'd never been to an event that had a rock carnival feel like this. Not just the music, band personalities, stunts, visuals, present company, weather, contraband all was primo. The warmth of the event still pulses in my veins.
We're well into the show when they start with the floats, flying planes, explosions timed to the music. They were touring with surround sound and effects from hugh speaker sets around the top of the stadium.
A true trippy event.
Another time was a business visit to Chicago. Our rep. lived down off Division street and was a great party location. We go to a blues bar in a typical Chicago bar setting. Old, off the beaten path. We came to drink and watch a local talent. Well the seating opens as soon as we get there so we get a front table to the stage when a group got up and left.
After about a half hour, this guy setting at the bar comes to the stage and announces the act came up empty for the night and proceeded to pick up an electric guitar.
I'd only casually heard Buddy Guy so to see the man play his butt off for a bar crowd of maybe 50 made me feel I caught a true artist, passionate in their effort to play to me. I've been fortunate enough to see a few good artists in a bar setting but this was personal. The way he looks at each person in the crowd and plays to you was really powerful and emotional. I was hooked on Chicago-Delta blues.