I've seen 'em all. Saw Zeppelin's first US tour. Saw The Who on their first "Tommy" tour, back when no one had ever heard "Tommy", and they launched into the entire opera and played it beginning to end without pausing and we all just stood there, mouths agape, thinking, "what the freak was THAT"...so loud it was, and so perfectly unbelievable. Heard Neil and Crazy Horse at The Garden, highest volume ever, couldn't hear for two weeks; seriously. Saw Janis three weeks before she died, so drunk she couldn't stand on the San Jose Fairground stage.
But for sheer amazement at his professionalism and just the best show I could imagine (which I couldn't), my number one all-time favorite concert award goes to none other than the Polish Prince, Mr. Bobby Vinton.
I saw him perform at the the Fountainbleau Hotel on Miami Beach -my parents threatened me with loss of my car if I didn't go - and he was phenominal. He sang, he danced, he played the trumpet and the drums and every other instrument in his back-up band. And it was at that exact moment I learned the true meaning of life: roses ARE red, violets ARE blue, sugar IS sweet, but NOT as sweet you.
It was satori. Amen.