There are a few concerts that go down in musical history—Altamont, Woodstock, Live Aid, the Hannah Montana Best of Both Worlds tour—as legendary experiences. What live show stands as legend in your own experience?
Pink Floyd at OSU's 'Shoe, 1994, towards the end of June. It was the tour that they recorded on "Pulse". It was one of my high school graduation presents. Scott Matney, Lisa, and Richard accompanied me to see the show from the field. We were almost directly beside the big disco ball that opened out like a flower during the encore.
Oh, but it was fun. I still miss Roger Water's presence (More than a few songs sound wrong without his vocals, but as "The Wall: Live from Berlin" proved, David Gilmore's voice is just ans necessary.), but really, the entire experience was so worth it. From the headbanging pigs at the end of the first set ("One of These Days") to the entire second set performance of "Dark Side of the Moon"... Movies being played behind the band, laser lights, and the aforementioned disco ball unfolding during "Run Like Hell"... I was just really happy we had motel rooms that night, since there was no way in hell any of us were capable of driving back to Urbana.
Probably a close runner up was later that summer, when I paid scalper prices to take Jessica Wooten to see Billy Joel and Elton John at the 'Shoe. While that also was a damn good show, we were seated behind 6 lesbians who handcuffed themselves to each other for some reason.
And in third place, OzzFest's first year at Polaris. Even with our upper pavilion seats, we still were getting pelted with sod balls from the lawn. That was also the show where Ozzy didn't show up, so we got treated to a jam session with the other 6 bands performing Ozzy's set. Two good things happened because of this. During Pantera, I went outside for food and to get away. (I'd seen Pantera live a few times thanks to Josh, and I didn't really care to repeat the experience.) Scott joined me after getting hit a few times with sod. Two obviously out of their league girls who got lower pavilion seats from their work came out and gave us their tickets. Which came in handy a month later when Ozzy and Sabbath came back to make up for not showing. Josh and his friend Ed sat in row 6 for Ozzy, then Scott and I sat in row 6 for Sabbath.
Honorable mention would have to be either time I saw Poison and Cinderella.