No opening act. The place was packed, obviously. Jim Jarmusch was there, maybe he was trying to slip in through the side door, undetected, but it didn't work. Everyone spotted him. He's easy to notice!
The show started late since most of the audients were still picking up their tickets at the 8pm showtime. Eventually the band took the stage around 8:30.
Everything about the show was powerful and simple. Kind of deceptively simple. The dramatic white curtain at the back of the stage, the simple but awesome lighting. The songs! The playing! The musicians! It was great. I could literally find no fault.
Waits is a super cool motherfucker. A super macho gruff-voiced cartoon character. And funny too. He said he was surprised to hear that the show sold out in ten minutes. He wondered why it took so long. And he mentioned going to the Goodyear museum since every time something good happened to him, he saw a Goodyear blimp. First time he held up a gas station, he looked up & saw a blimp. I guess you had to be there.
The guy in the row behind us was talking about dimeadozen.org. See, I'm not the only one who fucking loves that site. The tapers have been out in force for most of this tour so I'll be shocked & disappointed if my wispy greying afro doesn't wind up blocking someone's shot.
That's the funny thing about Dimeadozen... I think that people are actually starting to expect that every concert they've ever attended will now magically appear there.
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