I have to be honest and say I had my doubts when Ethel took the stage, but halfway through their set, I was hooked.
Joe Jackson entered stage right, and entertained. By his third song, I knew my neighbors were in trouble (even though they swear they cannot hear my frequent attempts at what I call music), as I was without a doubt going to go home and try to justify my 14 years of piano lessons.
During the intermission, Julie turned to me and said she'd be satisfied if the evening ended then. Looking back, I'm thinking we may have been better off if it had.
Todd Rundgren took the stage and immediately, it was obvious something was wrong. In contrast to Joe's compliments to the audience for clapping in time, we were warned that if we attempted to keep the beat for him, he would go Roboto (with no domo arigato) on us (who knew he was a blog reader???). 4 songs into his set, Julie turned to me, and said what was on my mind: "Can we go now?".
On our way out, we both turned to each other and shared our one word review: "Wow". Followed by, "What's up with THAT?". We passed by several others who were also making an early exit and confirmed that no, we weren't the only ones and even wondered together if maybe we did decide to stick it out, Joe Jackson might possibly return to the stage.
I have to apologize if things turned for the better (and for the audience's sake, hope they did), but I am glad to be home and headed for bed, just a little after my usual bedtime.