Slugbaby
I'm not a fan of either Winger or Kansas, but I don't think I'd ever turn down free tickets to a concert.
You never quite know what you're going to discover when you see someone play live. You may not like the music, but there might be a musical "trick" to take away from the show. Or you may actually discover that you like them after all.
In 1988, I HATED Bryan Ferry ("lame synth crap"...). I was offered a free ticket and had nothing to do that night, so I went. I was in awe, and by the end of the show I was a huge fan. He's now one of my biggest influences. If I'd turned down the ticket, I'd have missed out on one of my favourite bands.
I went see Michael Jackson once having already turned down the offer to go with a friend because I had no good answer to the question.."why, what else are you going to be doing?" I was also invited to bring my girlfriend along. It was the second to last night of the "Bad" tour.
Arriving at the venue after a 3 hour drive my "friend" then dropped the bombshell that he didn't actually have any tickets, so we ended up buying some from nefarious looking characters in the car park for 3 times the face value. Needless to say I wasn't a particularly happy bunny at this point, especially as I had to spring for two, so by now I'd spent a considerable amount on something that I didn't even want to go to, but trying to be cool about it 'cos at least the girl was impressed.
By the end of the show I was all for driving straight to the next venue a further 200 miles away to see if we could score some tickets for the final show the following night. Say what you like about the guy and I've said a few of those things myself, but he knew how to put on a show.
Fast forward to the next tour and same friend asked the same question. I said I would go, but only if we got tickets in advance this time at the right price. He said he already had them and because of what happened last time he gave me two and wouldn't take any money. As it turned out, neither he or I could go in the end. As I hadn't paid for the tickets it didn't seem right to sell them and profit from a gift, so I decided to just give them to someone else.
Except I couldn't.
WTF ? MJ was still a big draw in those days. I even offered them to people I didn't really like that much that had told me on more than one occasion that they wished that they could go and see him. It was also a Saturday show, so the people in question didn't even have to worry about getting time off work. No dice.
I even got hold of the local radio station who put out several announcements on air at peak times that these were genuine tickets and free to the first caller. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.