I wouldn’t mind seeing probably 2/3 of those on your list. What a shame, though, that they’d all be so priced out for the average person.

Buddy Guy . . . don’t bother. My husband and sons went to see him a few years ago (I had a ticket but ended up staying home with a sick kiddo so Tim and the boys could have a guys’ night out). It was a great venue and they had terrific seats, but they said he was really foul-mouthed and didn’t finish a single song all night long. They said it was so irritating — he’d start a song, and just as everyone was getting into it, he’d just stop and say, “I’m so tired of that f-ing song, I want to play something else.” And it went on like that all night. It really bummed them out. They still refer to him as “Buddy Effin’ Guy.”