Skid Row, NEC, I guess ’91, Slave to the Grind tour.
Me and my mate Ben went. My dad drove us, was meant to go home and pick us up later… so as we waited in line to get in, who should push into the queue but my very own father having bought his own ticket from a tout outside. “oh god dad, you’re so embarrassing”. Actually, he’s sound as dads go tho, and it was a brilliant gig.
Throughout my teenage years, he proceeded to follow us into a couple of GnR gigs, and an Ozzy one at least. 🙂