The best concert I ever went to was The Smiths in November 1983, at Leicester Poly. I went with my friends Keith and Hat Top, and Keith's two brothers. The older brother was a miner (the UK had mines back then) and I recall him wearing his miner's helmet, complete with torch. The band we just superb, and played three encores. They didn't have many songs written, so had to play a couple twice! It was just the most wonderful evening.
The other best, and I can't really divide then, was Joy Division and The Buzzcocks at Bangor University, in October 1979. It was my first year at Uni and I want with my friends Tim, Frank and Marten. It was in the Refectory, and despite the sound being ropey and the fact that the full lighting rig couldn't be used because there wasn't enough power, it was just wonderful. Joy Division were such a high energy band live, very different to their two albums. It was so hot that the walls were running with sweat. Of course, we were all dripping with sweat and after turning out into the Welsh evening and walking back to our hall, we all ended up in bed with dreadful colds. But it was worth it. And only £2.50 too.
A couple of years later one of my friends told be that he was having lunch in the refectory on the day of the gig and four mancunians joined him at the table. If was only when the band came onstage that he realised who they were.