In one word:
Gratuitous.
First Half:
Boring.
Second Half:
Better.
Joe Walsh:
The Best Part.
If you care to read the more detailed review, here it goes:
We arrive at the stadium only to find that our terrible seats were worse than terrible. We were on the top tier with a side-view of the stage. That's not the terrible part. The seat were unimaginably small. I am not a very big person, and those seats were painful. Once people started sitting next to us, we were sandwiched toast.
Regardless, we were looking forward to a great show. My friend and her husband saw TSO last year, and raved about it as one of the best concerts they had ever seen, and they are actually going to see them for the 2nd year in a row tonight in San Diego. I will have to talk to her to see if she still liked them after this year's show. Duke saw some YouTube clips, and was super excited to see them.
Anyhow, the lights dim, and the show begins. Duke and I are puzzled. We thought this was going to be an action-packed, rock show overlaid with Christmas music. Boy, were we wrong.
There was some Christmas music intertwined, but a whole lot of it was TSO original lame pop songs with some not-so-great lyrics or singing. And, to make matters worse, there was a story interlude after every song with some guy talking in a really low voice, muttering random crap about what Russians want for Christmas...some Stoli! Uh...ok. Then there was some more stories about angels and who knows what else. Every song ended, and the speaker would so eloquently transition into his story with an "And so..." Can you really not think of a better transition? There was also this random song sung by a homeless guy. What the hell is going on?
For an hour and a half, Duke kept looking over at me, and just saying "I'm sorry." I figured we were even since last year, I dragged him to the Pageant of the Masters which was a flop, so now we're even.
The show made no sense. The minute you thought you were going to enjoy a song, they ruined it. They had a very nice start to "Joy to the World" and then it morphed into some random weird song. They had a beautiful start to Pachelbel's "Canon" only to bait and switch it to something else. But, my favorite was their rendition of "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing" - they put absolutely nonsensical intonations into the song, and screamed the song. It went something like this:
HARK!!
The HERALD!!!
angels sing.
GLORY!!
to THE!!!
newborn
KING!
Peace on Earth and
MERCY!!!
mild
GOD!!! and
Sinners reconciled
...
You get the picture. It was absurd. The whole show was also accompanied by what is known as Hair-ography. That's when you can't actually sing or dance, so you have to hide behind all your hair. They were experts at the headbanging which could be fine but they were being so ridiculous headbanging to really quiet songs. Even when the girls would turn their heads left and right, they had to make sure ever strand of hair was flinging around.
And, to make matters worse, the lead performer constantly asked for applause. You know, the most annoying hand gesture of "Come on, come on, clap for me". There was so much gratuitous dancing, hair bopping, and running around like wild men on stage. There were acting like they were having such a great time but it just looked ridiculous.
The lead singer also liked to hold notes for a super long time. Yay, you can take a deep breath and belt out a note but it was just so long. It reminded me of Austin Powers urinating and he just kept going. The guitarist also did that with his feedback, and made his high notes last for way too long. Then, of course, ask for applause that they were just so awesome.
Booo.... And then, there was a break. The host talked about all kinds of random crap for a long time, and they ended up giving themselves a self-anointed awards ceremony. They introduced every single person with backstory, and even had a few speeches of "I'd like to thank..." Uh, what? Is this a concert, or just a gratuitous event where you have 8,000 people watch you do whatever the hell you want. Oh yeah, that's right, it's is just a gratuitous event.
Anyway, after the awards ceremony, they announce that there would be a special surprise just for LA, so we all had to make sure we stayed to the end. Great, they have to bribe people to stay. I guess it was a good bribe but plenty of people were still walking out.
The second half of the concert was much better than the first half b/c the Christmas story ended, and we didn't have to hear that dude talk. They even said he was the James Earl Jones of our generation...yes, I guess I don't have to continue to give evidence that this group is delusional.
The music was more upbeat in the second half, so at least there were a few songs that were pretty cool to see with the laser shows going on. There was also a lot of pyrotechnics with some blue and green flames too.
Then, the surprise came out which was Joe Walsh, former member of the Eagles. Duke knew who he was but I didn't. Even though I didn't know his song about a Maserati, he was an infinitely better performer than the rest of the TSO. He played a couple songs, and the audience was going wild. Most of the audience was of the older generation, so I'm sure they were very familiar with him.
Anyhow, the concert came to an end, and we walked out. I wondered if it was just us not being fans of the show, but most people were also complaining about the first half. All in all, I would highly not recommend anyone going to see the TSO. What a waste of time and money. I guess it was good for some comical memories like when there was some audience participation through clapping, and everyone else stopped clapping except Duke and the guy next to him (their apparent #1 fan). Duke kept on which was good b/c once he stopped, the other guy felt dumb and stopped clapping even though he had to resist the urge. That guy was an amazing fan though. He was playing air guitar to their songs the entire time, accompanied by his leg bouncing to the beat.
At least there was one happy camper.