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The hands down, ideologically perfect concert of the year was Elvis Costello. The angry young man has matured, passed through different musical stages, and still has that lyrical cutting edge. Bright, diamond hard, and ironic as hell, Elvis Costello cast a spell over a gymful of ardent fans and curious initiates. There was a nagging buzz from sections of the guest list bleacher who apparently never stop thinking and planning their academic futures, but other than that Elvis was sublime. He fulfills every requirement I have for worthwhile concerts: memorable, infectious melodies, intelligent funny/serious/poignant lyrics, and a satisfying stage presence.
T-Bone Burnett was a much undervalued opener. His "Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend" is sensational whether you believe me or not.
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