Limelight comes on and then the cameras and phones and DATs and everything else come out, too. This is normal for any concert, really. The video/digital camera thing is still new for me so I get all excited and start firing away with daylight still left like I'm taking the last photos of my life. Then of course I get busted for not being discreet enough. Or for being recognized.

There were two people among our group who had front row seats. If I remember correctly, they said that all three band members were a bit uptight the first song or two and kind of, well, nodded in a certain direction (like, in the direction of the 9th row where I was sitting and also over maybe toward where SB was sitting, I think). And within 60 seconds a Praetorian came over and told me loudly to "Pocket the camera," and scurried along quite quickly without hassling me about it, really. Which was nice, and I pocketed the camera for a while until it got dark.