Well, it was always going to be good, wasn't it? There wasn't a chance that it was going to be lame. But that good? No-one knew. Over two hours of classic Ben Folds, including three completely improvised songs (well, one was Rock This B*tch, but so completely morphed and individualised to Sheffield that it was practically brand new). So much energy! The drummer was only playing his third gig with Ben, and yet as the man himself said, it could have been his three hundredth. Totally rocked out One Angry Dwarf, Kate and Underground, songs I really missed the last time he was in town. Beautiful virtuoso performance of Gracie, and hilarious adaptation of B*tches Ain't Sh*t, which is a song I usually don't appreciate from him.
We were so close that there was no chance of an impeded view. No more than 15 feet from the guy, and it rocked. So many things I could tell you, but I won't, because I'd rather just think about it and smile. Pics will follow - I made sure I got a few. And finally a big recommendation to see Clem Snide if you get the chance. He was supporting last time Ben was in town, and he rocked both times.