I've seen JB 6 times now. The first time was in 2006 in a small club that packed in about 150 people, back then he was still wearing bluejeans to a show. Tickets were €30 and it was a very personal view of a very enjoyable show.
Every year the venue got larger but the ticket price only climbed very slowly (like +€5 per year, totally OK) until he played in the Albert hall, after which prices jumped to €80, which is when I stopped buying. I can buy 5 CD's for €80. I like JB's music a lot, ahd he always puts on a good (but short) show but the cost/enjoyment/value ratio just doesn't compute any longer for me when it reaches that level,
but that's something that obviously each person works out for themselves.
But the cost factor isn't really what has made me stop going to concerts. First, concerts over here in Munich are almost always standing only and at 62 I've gotten to the point that standing in place on a concrete floor for 3+ hours just kills my back and knees. It just takes too much beer to dull the pain and then there is the relief of that beer to take care of. What goes in must come out and that seems to be happening more often as I get older.

A question for those of you back in the States. Have you noticed the behavior of show-goers changing for the worse over the last few years? I'm not meaning to make an old-guy "get off my lawn rant" but it's been my perception that over here the last few years that the hall is filled with people that are more interested in chatting and playing with their cells than actually listening to and watching the show. Actually watching the show is getting more and more difficult because I can't see past all of the raised hands and cells that people are deadly intent on using to film the show rather than listen. Drives me nuts.
The sheer loudness level of the crowd doing nothing but chatting like they are in a bar has become intolerable to me. It's reached the level that I have difficulty actually hearing the band. I saw Seasick Steve here in 2017 and he stopped the show 3 times to tell people to, in his words, "Shut the F#*k UP!!!" "If you want to go to a pub to chat do it, but this is a concert and you are being disrespectful to the band!" (It didn't help much). He also stopped the show because one jerk kept shining his mini-cam flashlight directly in Steve's eyes. He kept asking the guy to stop, and the guy retaliated by doing it again and again, to the point that Steve had stood up and was actually heading off the stage to go kick some ass. Then some biker looking dudes drug the asswipe away, there was a bunch of moving arms in a huddle by the wall, and I didn't see the guy again after that.
Anyway, the noise level from the crowd, combined with standing for 3+ hours, along with the increasing ticket prices have ended my concert going days.
Cheers,
James