Fucking amazing. I'll post a full review when I'm not dying of allergy attacks.
Edit: Well, I'm still dying of allergy attacks, but whatever.
The night started off very well (after upgrading my seat, I was even more pumped). I got to my seat, and noticed that I was indeed extremely close to the stage. They had a really cool stage set up, with giant inflatable (I think) astronauts on each side, with a huge mesh screen behind everything. The pre-show music sounded straight out of a Tom & Jerry cartoon, so it was a great warmup.
The band came out, and I started going nuts. I soon stopped as I realized I was maybe 1 of 20 people who actually seemed to give a shit. A lot of people were standing up, but they weren't yelling or cheering or anything. It was the strangest thing I've ever seen, but I put it past me. Les started strumming the intro to Southbound Pachyderm, and I was even more confused. Now, I fucking love Southbound Pachyderm, but that has to be one of the oddest choices for a concert opener I've ever heard. I expected something that had at least a bit of an edge to it (a lot of shows were opening with Groundhog's Day, which would have been flawless), but I enjoyed it all the same. It definitely didn't help the already lethargic crowd at all.
The show went on. They played Frizzle Fry (which again, I seemed to be one of the few who even cared), Jerry (slightly more cheering), Tommy (about 1/4 of the venue cheered for that), Bob (nobody gave a shit), Eleven (nobody had heard it, I assume), Duchess (nothing), Over the Falls (nothing), Tweekers (with awesome Salad Fingers cartoons on the video screen). The band sounded awesome, but I kept feeling really bad for them because the audience was so fucking lame. Seriously, people were just bobbing their heads casually during the heavy part of Jerry. What the fuck?
The intermission was hilarious. They played 3 Popeye cartoons, which the audience seemed more enamored with than the rest of the show. I mostly sat there worrying about how poorly Green Naugahyde would be received when the audience didn't even flip over a song like Frizzle Fry. Sure enough, the crowd was pretty much silent during Hennepin Crawler (one of my favorite songs, nearly ruined by people being lame). They seemed to start getting into it with Last Salmon Man, ECE, and Tragedy, and I figured maybe it wouldn't be a total failure. Then, Eyes of the Squirrel came on and people were SITTING DOWN during one of the coolest extended jams I've ever heard. The sitting continued through Jilly's On Smack. Lee Van Cleef was definitely the most well-received number of the second set, but the lack of energy continued throughout the rest of the set. Of course, I enjoyed the living piss out of the entire album (it sounds like I let the audience ruin the entire show for me, but I was totally into it when I was there. Just looking back it was kind of disappointing).
They came back for the encore (though, if I was Les I would have just left after the second set) and played HAROLD OF THE MOTHERFUCKING ROCKS. I didn't care about the lazy crowd anymore, and I went nuts. Sang along the entire time, yelled out the spoken word parts before Les could say them, and most people around me thought I was some sort of psychopath. After Harold, Les dedicated the final song to a little kid who was in the first few rows. He jumped into Wynona, and people finally sort of cared. I still noticed people sitting, but it was the most crowd interactive song of the set (So, still pretty lame, but at least I didn't feel like an asshole for getting into it). I left the venue feeling very satisfied, but I heard someone deliver the line that made me realize what just happened.
"Man, they didn't play John the Fisherman. What the hell?"
I just started laughing. Everyone was there for that song that was on stupid fucking Guitar Hero. Just priceless. Oh well, I got to see a good show that was closer to me than most other concerts, and I also realized why no bands come to Ann Arbor. And now, some pictures.