Collins was terrific as always: his years on the road really show in his tight, expert performance. I got to catch up with him a little as well: good guy.
And Shoes were, well, Shoes. They played a scorching 97 minutes (I know this because someone sent me a complete set list with times: I myself was not counting the time at all) from all through their career, including a delightful (and unexpected!) Black Vinyl Shoes medley. ("Boys Don't Lie," "Do You Wanna Get Lucky?" "She'll Disappear")
And the crowd was electric. I've only seem them live once before, and it was kind of like this: they're so legendary and private that people have a hard time believing they're really there. And apparently, that's always been true: Chris Morris wrote something quite similar 24 years ago: "The audience reacted with disbelief, then pure glee."
So here I sit, eating hotel breakfast in Valparaiso, Indiana, waiting for them to play again tonight. (Why do not all hotels have waffle makers? They make travelling worthwhile!) Why did I drive ten hours to do this? Well,I have books to sell, but there's more to it than that. There's this.