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The last time Elvis Costello played Portland (a year earlier) his set was interrupted when a beefy firecracker exploded onstage by his feet. The band dropped everything and bolted. Costello stood his ground, finishing "Watching the Detectives" a capella, till the band timidly returned. This year's model, only the second stop on his American tour, was higher priced and better attended, crisper and more obviously staged than its predecessor, almost as short (its full length even with two encores was just over 50 minutes) and nearly as unsatisfying. | The [[Concert 1978-02-11 Portland|last time]] Elvis Costello played Portland (a year earlier) his set was interrupted when a beefy firecracker exploded onstage by his feet. The band dropped everything and bolted. Costello stood his ground, finishing "Watching the Detectives" a capella, till the band timidly returned. This year's model, only the second stop on his American tour, was higher priced and better attended, crisper and more obviously staged than its predecessor, almost as short (its full length even with two encores was just over 50 minutes) and nearly as unsatisfying. | ||
Except for a smattering of songs from ''This Year's Model'' (most of them in the encore) and a trio of unrecorded tunes, the evening was devoted to ''Armed Forces''. That would have been fine, but the sound — which had been sprightly and clean for the opening act, the Rubinoos, a scrubbed and exuberant bunch of rock archivists from Berkeley — was badly mixed and poorly projected. The result everywhere in the hall was a murky, impenetrable wall of mud. | Except for a smattering of songs from ''This Year's Model'' (most of them in the encore) and a trio of unrecorded tunes, the evening was devoted to ''Armed Forces''. That would have been fine, but the sound — which had been sprightly and clean for the opening act, the Rubinoos, a scrubbed and exuberant bunch of rock archivists from Berkeley — was badly mixed and poorly projected. The result everywhere in the hall was a murky, impenetrable wall of mud. |
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