When I saw Dave Matthews Band in August of 1996, about halfway through the show this unbelievably ripped dude came barging through the crowd, pushing people aside and screaming I GOTTA TALK TO DAVE! I GOTTA TALK TO DAVE!
He pushes past me and makes it another ten feet or so; then he stops and turns around. The crowd parted like the Red Sea and there's this corridor of empty space between Wasted Dude and me. He points right at me and looks me right in the eyes and says, "YOU KNOW WHAT DAVE? YOUR MUSIC FUCKING SUCKS."
Current frontrunner for best anecdote in board history.