I waited outside Le Bataclan for ages, along with all the others holding their signs saying "Je cherche pour 1 billet", with the distant hope that I, too, would get hold of a ticket.
The touts were asking 200€. I don't love you that much...
But I got in, and it was fabulous.
On stage, everyone appeared wearing masks and wings, (the Magical Butterfly Brigade I believe they were called), and opening with The Black Hawk War, or, How to Demolish an Entire Civilization and Still Feel Good About Yourself in the Morning, or, We Apologize for the Inconvenience But You're Going to Have to Leave Now, or... was perfect, all the way through to finishing, before the encore, with the delightful Chicago.
And the encore. Away with the trumpets, clarinet, french-horn, trombone, medley of guitarists and pianists (some of whom were plucked from St. Vincent - and my, that pianist-come-guitarist-come-singer was stunning) you performed beautiful songs in all their acoustic splendour with a couple of amigos. (But I wish, so much, that you would have played To Be Alone With You...)
I shall enjoy listening to The Avalanche: Outtakes & Extras from Illinois Album and Michigan which I bought after the concert in a frenzy. Is it bad that I already love Chicago (adult contemporary easy listening version) - should I really be into adult contemporary easy listening?