I walked away a lonely man

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Richard Thompson.

At a solo gig at Warwick Arts Centre. She said she 'quite liked' the experience.

Subsequently we married (not me and RT that is, he's not my type) and I took her to see him again with his full electric band at the Festival Hall. She was thin-lipped and tense throughout and generally not convinced.

Since, whenever I've been to see him play, I've been encouraged to seek others to keep me company; friends, work colleagues (inclusive of other women) etc.

Love has its limits.

Would have been our second date - I had a spare ticket but she was otherwise booked (and wasn't too familiar with the VU). Then she rang up on the morning of the gig saying she wanted to go after all. Too late - I'd got rid of the ticket.
Of course, it was the underwhelming 1993 reunion tour, and had I taken her she might not now be my wife…

Crikey - you chaps are not scared to test to destruction - are you? I'm deeply impressed.

Played it reeeaall safe - Prince. Although, I did have visions of her running off best LBD and all to join the mini -Minnesotan's "dance troupe".

I knew it was doomed from then on

Took her to the first night; she enjoyed it, so I asked if she'd like to go again the following night. I then had to admit I had tickets for every performance which caused a sideways look :-)

I remember the frisson of trepidation as she actually said yes, fearing that the show may reveal rather more of me than she was yet ready to know, most friends, let alone women, being curiously appalled by the majority of my tastes, if not just downright baffled. And if Gillian and David can be accused of austere, this concert, 6 years ago, was just that, the 2 of them and a barely decorated sparse stage. But, as we sat entranced, cross-legged at the front, arriving too late for seats. It was magnificent, resulting in a swift purchase of what is still, all these years later, her latest LP, Soul Journey.
We had our 3rd Wedding anniversary last week.
Thanks Gillian, thanks David.

First gig I took my wife (now of 22 years) to was the Georgia Satellites at the Town & Country Club. Not really her cup of tea. The most recent was the Rolling Stones a couple of years ago whilst on holiday in Montenegro.

I took my future wife on our first date to see Lush in Leeds in 1990. I already had the tickets but having decided that she was rather lovely I told my mate that he'd been usurped for a far more attractive proposition. He wasn't bothered as he wanted to watch the footie on the telly. I remember absolutely nothing about the gig but I do remember walking her home afterwards.

I also remember the date, 26th June. More because I was watching England being dull against Belgium in the World Cup and threatening to go out only for us to scrape a 1-0 win with a last gasp goal in extra time. I was sat in the taxi on the way to her house when Platt got the winning goal with about a minute to spare. The taxi driver nearly lost control of the wheel by Roundhay Park to put us in the path of an oncoming HGV. I must have been keen on her from the start as I'd given up viewing a critical World Cup match in the company of my best mates to take a girl out I'd only just met.

Andy, I took my wife to see Richard Thompson play acoustic at Warwick Arts Centre and to this day she still describes it as the worst concert she has ever seen.Dragged her along with me this year to see his 1000 years of popular music show and she actually quite liked this one.
Retro, not sure if the Gillian welch show you refer to was the same one I saw but it was at a pub in Moseley (cant remember the name) and was a truly great show. Dave Rawlings is such a great guitar player and perfectly augments Gillians voice. Took my wife to this one too and she loved it.

On the subject of wives she used my car yesterday and said' I tried all 6 of the cd's in the multi changer and couldn't find anything I liked' My reply was 'I think that says more about you than it does about me'

That is, I was playing at the very bottom of the bill at a local pub all-day gig (self and musical partner were the token folk act in a day of indie rock). She's not seen me play much in the fifteen years since though!

It was the Irish Centre in Digbeth. An odd venue that occasionally has spurts of inspired booking. I remember a Paul Brady solo show, Nanci Griffith, Capercaillie and the full band Collister and Gregson also. At separate times. And taking my son there to under 18s shows with Spunge and similar. I don't think they have had anyone decent since Gillian.
I'll bey your Moseley pub was the Ceol Castle, for a while the front end venue for Midlands based roots promoters, World Unlimited. During a 2 year period I saw loads of bands there, from Willard Clark Conspiracy, Gene Parsons (the Burrito and Byrd latterday drummer, not Gram, co-inventor, with Clarence White, of the stringbender, and author of the excellent record "Kindling"), E2K, Andy White, Darden Smith, Little Johnny England, the Cash Brothers to others I cannot currently recall. Usually to an audience of about 11 and the dog in the street, who always joined in with the singer, from afar.....

when it happens.

I met my fiancee in the queue for a show (which shall remain nameless) but our first other gig was Tori Amos at Wolverhampton Civic, which in retrospect was probably a bit like hard work. The evening was saved by a solo acoustic version of Led Zep's "Thank You" which she's loved ever since.

Well I was about to blithely write this entry, but then read the others and notice several have got there before me. Exactly what is it about Richard Thompson? I too took my girlfriend to see the great man, and had a similar reaction to those cited above. Following it up with Dylan wasn't the smartest move i have ever made, but remarkably we're still married many years later....

Believe it was the Telekon tour, or something like that at Hanley Victoria Hall, it was actually Mrs Mint who took me to be honest. I repaid her with a trip to see The Smiths at the same venue

We met at a wedding August '02,drunkenly on the dance floor i asked her to join me at The Royal Albert Hall to see the Mighty Morrissey. She said yes, the problem was then getting some tickets.Once i had spent a small fortune on said tickets, i had to make my way from darkest Lincolnshire to the Capital. There i stood outside the majestic building in my best Morrissey regalia-NHS specs, what hair i have left coiffered into a quiff and my best oversize shirt(cira 1983). She saw me from a distance, thought "Shit I've come all this way from Luton and he's Gay".But plucking up her courage she came forward and in we went.
It was Mozza at his best, a return to form previewing "You Are The Quarry". A month later she moved in, a year later we married, a year after that the boy was born. Never been to another Mozza Concert with me though, she doesn't like the bit where all the burly middle aged men started screaming like girls at an Osmonds Concert---Still the best £120.00 quid I've ever spent.

even though I knew the lady who was destined (after a whirlwind 12 year courtship) to become Mrs. F was there a bit reluctantly. She didn't really enjoy it and responded by asking to go to see Michael Bolton, to which I felt a bit obliged in the circs. It was .... AAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH. We've since evolved a rather entertaining tit for tat arrangement which involves me choosing, for example, Ry Cooder, Elvis Costello and R.E.M. with her choosing Daniel O'Donnell, Foster & Allen and Kenny Rogers. There have been some unexpected (and generally accidental) jointly enjoyed evenings involving Glenn Campbell, Tom Jones, Status Quo, Tony Bennett, George Jones and various others, though. And we're still happily married... (Oh, and we saw "Jersey Boys," the musical about Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons, on Saturday: top night out.)

We met at a wedding August '02,drunkenly on the dance floor i asked her to join me at The Royal Albert Hall to see the Mighty Morrissey. She said yes, the problem was then getting some tickets.Once i had spent a small fortune on said tickets, i had to make my way from darkest Lincolnshire to the Capital. There i stood outside the majestic building in my best Morrissey regalia-NHS specs, what hair i have left coiffered into a quiff and my best oversize shirt(cira 1983). She saw me from a distance, thought "Shit I've come all this way from Luton and he's Gay".But plucking up her courage she came forward and in we went.
It was Mozza at his best, a return to form previewing "You Are The Quarry". A month later she moved in, a year later we married, a year after that the boy was born. Never been to another Mozza Concert with me though, she doesn't like the bit where all the burly middle aged men started screaming like girls at an Osmonds Concert---Still the best £120.00 quid I've ever spent

if these stories are to be believed. Despite the many disparities between you and your significant others taste in gigs and music generally, they have stuck with you. Presumably this is because of the many other fine qualities you possess - dashing good looks, charming wit, rugged manliness, etc.

...I took the future Mrs S_B to a Billy Bragg concert - which at the time I didn't know was to be solo with electric guitar. (The tour was for the 'William Bloke' album, one of his most sensitive and well-orchestrated records, so I thought I was onto a winner.)

She, er, hated it. But I did not know at the time it was a no-lose situation. She said she had come along and put up with it to impress me. Which as many men will understand, is something of a reversal to the general order of things!

Fleetwood Mac in 2003, without Christine, but with Lindsey Buckingham, which made me very happy. It was a phenomenal gig. Great seats, great sound. It must have been a good choice as we're married and now there's someone who stops us from going to gigs as often as we'd like...

There must be something about Richard Thompson gigs & Warwick Uni. The first gig I took my wife (then girlfriend) to was Richard & Linda Thompson with band (Including John/Sue Kirkpatrick) @ Warwick Uni, supported by Martin Simpson - must have been 1979. I think it was in the Student Union - we sat on the floor.

She loved him then, finds the records dour now, but loved him with band at WAC a couple of years ago. (He was supported by a rather dull American woman that time).

At the Redcar Bowl (not a patch on the Hollywood one apparently). Of course that was 7 years before we dated, and 7 1/2 before we married. The first post marriage gig was probably Richard Thompson. How are we all still married? (well, those of us who are of course)

;-)

"I'm going to see Steve Earle, solo acoustic in Aberdeen....do you want to come?"; it was, "If you're going, then I'm coming too!".

Now, my wife is no music fan. In over 20 years that we've been together, I've never known her to put on a CD let alone buy one.

You see, this was back in the early days of the internet(at least *my* early days). The plan originally was for a few SE fans who met over the internet to go on a road/sail trip to The Shetland Isles to see our hero play. Logistics were impossible so we decided on Aberdeen. Because there was an overnight stay in a hotel involved, and the fact that at least one of the fans was female made it a no brainer for Mrs.C.....she was coming too. I think she'd read enough stories in the papers of like minded folks meeting up over the internet and running away together...hehe!

We SE anoraks spent most of the day in the pub getting to know one another and arguing whether SE did or did not suit his beard/recent weight loss, whilst my wife spent her time searching Union Street for shoes.

The hotel we were staying in was directly across the road from The Lemon Tree(concert venue)and when another couple of internets arrived(one of them ticketless)my wife had the perfect get out clause.....yep, she gave away her ticket and spent 3 hours in the hotel bath while we were at the gig. A great night was had by all!

We've been to a couple of other concerts together. I'm sure my wife switches off completely when we go to the gig but she's easy to bribe. An afternoon shopping and a night in a hotel and she'll go see anyone!

Ms Presentable wasn't as taken as I was, but we've been to many gigs together in the years since.

to see Roger Chapman at the Lemon Tree, Aberdeen. Sterling gig from Chappo. She complained I did not speak to her, spent too much time waving my arms (Dancing, thats what it is, Girl), and not speaking to her... Mmm did not last too long after that!