This was definitely an evening to bring back a lot of memories for many folks. When the bands you listened to in highschool and college come back to play the tunes you used to enjoy with friends at dances and parties, one cannot help but to feel nostalgic. When the band is humble about all of that, it makes it even better.
Glen Phillips, the lead vocalist and guitarist for Toad The Wet Sprocket, came out and announced his friend and opening act Willie Porter. They didn't get a local celebrity to do their announcing. They were humble enough to do things themselves.
The opening act was a great warm-up for Toad, which was a far cry better than the venues depressing vamp music. Willie was a mix of bluegrass, folk, and rock and demonstrated a skill with a guitar that wow'd the audience. His songs were either funny or meaningful or both. Willie even had the audience give him subjects for him to form into a song to showcase his song writing talents. It says something about an artist to make up a song on the fly about gas prices, Michael Jackson, roller derby, burritos and explosive diarrhea.
Now for this show, the only way I could've gotten any closer was if I was actually sitting on the stage. By request of the band, the sound crew turned a couple of the monitor speakers towards the crowd and asked those who were right in front to help with the sound check. Does this show a certain lack of professionalism? Certainly no. It shows the band wanted the show to be an enjoyable experience for all.
Glen and company come out and give a no-frills but easily entertaining show. Some bands spend too much time talking and bantering between songs, some bands just say "thank you" (if that much) and move on to the next song. Toad got it just right, allowing time for ponder jokingly on what it would be like to be a casino moat fish.
While I, like many others, were hoping that we might get to hear some new material, everyone was treated to a select grouping of fan favorites. Around me, everyone seemed to know lyrics to all the songs and when they weren't singing, they were dancing.
After the show and the encore, the band even came out and spent some time with the fans, taking pictures and signing t-shirts. Unfortunately, the venue kicked out everyone who didn't have "a pass" before the entire band came out, so I didn't get to meet everyone. I'm not sure if this was some sort of special arrangement the band had or something the venue did to sell pricier tickets.
Overall, apart from having a monitor speaker in my face the entire show, and the sound crew acknowledging this, this was a great show and I cannot wait for Toad The Wet Sprocket to return to Kansas City.