In 2013 I went to see Neil Young in Glasgow. He was touring his new album, Psychedelic Pill.
As experiences go, it was rather mixed: the music was great – great sound too. But we were in the standing part of the venue, which meant being so surrounded by other fans so packed in that you couldn’t move more than a couple of inches in any direction. There was also the (Completely hammered) guy directly in front of me wobbling about and shouting incomprehensible nonsense throughout the concert and raising his glass of beer over the heads of the people in front of him.
There are a few other bands I’d like to see while they’re still around but next time it’ll be in an all-seated venue like the Armadillo.