Victor Adams from MSG Entertaiment  called me to see if I'd be interested in drawing NYC, Chicago and Boston featuring the  world renown concert venues.  When he said they'd be 3 page ads in Billboard Magazine, I said, When can I start?   The assignment was to showcase the venues up close and big while showing the city in the background.   The NYC image was a challenge to get all 3 concert halls in a related position.  
As an avid concert goer and t-shirt peddler in the 70s and 80s,   I must say I  did have some fond memories and maybe some not so fond memories,  but didn't we all back in those crazy days when a concert ticket wasn't an arm and a leg.   My first trip to NYC was to sell t-shirts at a David Bowie Concert at The Garden.  I was 19 years old when I packed up the ol' Ford Econoline and drove from Pittsburgh, Pa. to the Big Apple,  all by myself.   I took a wrong tell off the GW and ended up lost in Harlem. I remember people advising me to "Not Get Lost In HARLEM."   Well,  I lived to sell my shirts and little did I know, I'd be returning to live in NYC and attend Parsons School of Design . And, this time I didn't get lost on a return t-shirt trip to The Garden for The No Nukes Concerts in the late 70s.  Now that's a story for another day.    
In 1977,  I packed the Econoline again and  followed the Stones tour from Buffalo to Cleveland to Chicago.   The Stones were Hot and my best buddy brought this cute blonde with him to help us sell shirts in Buffalo.  Little did I know then,  but  I ended up marrying her.  Thanks Earl, for introducing me to Dawn,  my sweet wife...you always had good taste...  :^)
The Stones played at Soldiers Field in Chicago on that '77 tour.  Great show but I wish it would have been Wrigley Field.  It still irks me that I haven't made it inside Wrigley Field. Did anyone make it to Comiskey Park for the Anti Disco game?  It was sometime around the mid 70s and what a riot that must of been.  Excuse the pun.   
I never made it to the Wang Theatre but I've heard it's a more sophistcated crowd.  Is that Ernest Hemmingway?
Getting a ticket for the show was sometimes difficult depending on how HOT the band was.   And counterfeit tickets were an issue.  Back in the 70s there was no "StubHub or eBay to buy "legit" tickets.     Is that a whitecollar scalper ripping-off an innocent Bostonian?
Sometimes if a show was sold out,  it was fun to just "hang" outside the concert hall hoping maybe a magic door would open or tickets would fall from the sky.
And then there were the times when  that magical ticket appeared but you weren't sure if it was a "real"  ticket  or if that grumpy business man was really an undercover cop getting ready to bust you for a scalping transaction.
And if all else failed and you couldn't get a ticket to that night's concert,  well,  you could always afford a NYC hotdog.
But even after munching on a delicious hot dog or NYC slice of pizza,  getting home was another story....  oh yes,   what a long strange trip those concert days were.    :^)