What is the most memorable concert that you had attended so far?


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I do not go to concert very often, maybe once or twice a year.

I listen to music mostly through my audio system as much as 4 hours a day.

The most memorable concert that I had attended is the solo recital by Nathan Milstein held at Auditorium of UC Berkely on 1983.

He is one of the virtuoso violinist of the 20th century.

But he was 79 when he played at the recital on 1983.


When he played Partita by Bach, it was not his best.

Although he showed some of his skills, he could not keep up with the fast tempo as much as I wanted.

But as soon as he started playing "
César Franck, Violin Sonata in A Major.
".

I just marveled at the sweet sound of violin.

I could realize why he is one of the virtuoso violinist of the 20th century.

He died on 1992 so it is now impossible to attend his live recital again.


How about you ladies and gentlemen?

What is the most memorable concert that you had attended?
128x128shkong78
skyscaper,  
"In response to "Masters of War", huge throngs of youthful Germans flashed peace signs" It doesn't get much better than that!!

shkong78,
Grateful Dead mostly attracted college students and yuppies by the late 80's. They did certainly retain their die hard base of hippies though... They were great shows
My first concert ever is still waiting to be toppled. Queen in February 1979 during the Jazz tour.

Otherwise, the most otherworldly experience was Mavis Staples at Hard Rock Café on Beale Street. People lined up to be touched/blessed by her close to the end of it. The drummer in his white suit played drums as if they were a piano.

Another in that vein, Percy Sledge at the Damrosch Park, free concert. Goosebumps for an hour. A whiter Shade Of Pale made the entire audience cry.

The most "religious" one, Leonard Cohen on June 6, 2008 in Toronto. Well, Kris Kristofferson is right there at the top, too.

The happiest concert feeling, Chuck Berry for his 75th birthday at The Duck Room. If you did not end up on stage in the end, you were not there.

The most perfect concert ever, Michael Jackson (June 27, 1992 in Munich) the first one on the Dangerous tour. Two and a half hours later a friend asked me "what happened to us, where were we?"

The craziest surprise at the concert, Jimmy Buffet at the Madison Square Garden. I thought they would pull me out of the MSG rubble the following day. I knew he was popular, but that was some enthusiasm among the crowd. I thought I would, for safety reasons, escape before Margaritaville which was to be at the end. And then he did Brown Eyed Girl before intermission. I thought that could be the end of me. I also do not know any concert with so many youngish pretty, happy, women.

Speaking of that, Julio Iglesias. We were not the only men there, but no man came without a woman. Except for a friend of mine and me.

The Rolling Stones in Vienna (July 3, 1982, I believe) were great, Bruce Springsteen and Prince (unannounced concert) at the Pyramid were phenomenal, but Queen was just what you think of when watching Live Aid and then better. Hard to believe, but wow...

PS The Pyramid in Memphis, The Duck Room at The Blueberry Hill club in St. Louis.
bdp24,

"Leonard Cohen at The Universal Amphitheater in the early 2000’s."
Was this in the later 2000s (2008 and onward) or sometime earlier (earlier 1990s)? What city was that in?
"The most memorable show I didn’t get to see was one of the only two post-Layla Clapton & Allman shows."

Well photon,

My girlfriend and I went to a triple header concert at our school SUNY at New Paltz, in 1971. First act was BB King, then Jonathan Edwards followed by some new white blues band. After two shows we were both tired. After listening to the the first song from the third band we headed home. Only after they gained more fame, I realized we’d walked out on Duane Allman and the Allman Brothers. We heard they played until two in the morning. This was the show either right before or after their Fillmore East concert was recorded a couple hours south in NYC. I’m still kicking myself.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, My Corvair broke down the weekend of the Woodstock concert so I couldn’t drive up from Long Island to go to it. Who knew how famous that festival was going to be. At the time it was raining so much, I figured it was just as well I missed it. Doh!

One more great story. Years before I knew him somewhere in San Francisco, or maybe Portland a friend from work stopped in the afternoon to get a sandwich at a nearby night club. Jon said, being a nightclub, it was practically deserted during the day. Anyway, while he was eating by himself, this guy taps him on the shoulder and asks him if he’d mind if he practiced on the club’s stage he was sitting next to. Jon said after almost falling over and saying sure, he got to listen to Miles Davis practice on his trumpet for an hour or so. Sometimes you are in the right place at the right time.