This show seemed like it was for people who couldn't get into the Flaming Lips show back in April. Even the backdrop hinted at the new age positivity we have come to know as Coyne-ism.
The music was okay, I mean, it was all done live, which was cool. But after a while, it grew old. The melodies weren't catchy enough to really get into, and sometimes the theremin took what little space was left in your brain to comprehend what was going on.
Not to mention they kind of danced like Peanuts characters, and sung about "the sun" quite often (read: ad nauseum)
The night ended with a harp solo, or at least it did for me, as I made it into the encore at least, and that was enough for me to go home and sleep on. It did make me miss Tripping Daisy thoughâ?¦