The Dylan show was great, but with all due respect and praise for his Bobness, I was almost more wowed by Elvis Costello. It was a great treat to see him solo and he played a very strong and politically timely set (of course, I was most excited about Veronica, Alison and (What's so funny 'bout) Peace Love and Understanding.) I always forget that he's British. Dylan's set was solid. It took quite a little bit of time to figure out that his opener was Rainy Day Woman #12 & 35, which led me suggest we create a little bit of a drinking game around how many verses it took to guess what he was singing, which led to perhaps one too many $8 24 ounce Stellas, but it was all in good cheer. His voice is strongest on the newest tracks from Modern Times, and they each sounded great. I was feeling a little cheated about not getting All Along the Watchtower as an encore, but w/ Thunder on the Mountain and Blowin' in the Wind, I didn't have much ground for complaint. It was also an absolutely divine night weather wise, so was a good time all around.
And further to the kind of parent I am...this gear was not worn to perform ollies on a skateboard. It was worn to ride the tricycle - that I push her on - at a pace of about 1 mile/hour. BUT her father bought it for her, and she ASKED to wear it.
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