I thought I'd recreate my concert experience in my review.
Opener Amos Lee was impressive. His songs were memorable and his backup band was great. Elvis Costello performed solo. He came out on stage in an all black suit, trademark glasses, and silver sequined rock star shoes. He rocked out, hit the high notes and amused with his between-song-banter.
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(My apologies to diehard Dylan fans. I just couldn't resist.)
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there once was a saturday night live skit where tom petty was acting as bob dylan's interpreter. that about sums it up. the man's not only inscrutable, he's borderline unintelligble.
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