I saw the Plant/Krauss outfit last night in Cardiff.
I suppose it's possible that my reaction to it is somewhat jaundiced by the logic of the sub-human scum that run the Cardiff International Arena, in that they lay out the (unfixed) seats so that if you pay 40 quid for a ticket, you end up with a view like this:
Basically, they ignore the sensible convention of staggering seat rows on flat areas, so that you can see
between one set of gelled spikes and the next -- rather than being expected to look either through their heads, or crane your neck round them.
Anyway, about 3 songs in there is a moment when Ms. Krauss seems to be communicating something with that truly astonishing, tactical-nuclear-weapon / gleaming-sword-of-truth voice of hers, and then it was gone, never to resurface. Her fiddle playing is also fabulous, but you probably get about 2 minutes of it over the whole set. Plant turns up and sings his prearranged bits quietly and in tune, with an air of wondering vaguely why he's there. "Black Dog" gets played, on a goddam banjo, FFS.
Between every precisely-measured, known-length, metronome-perfect song there is some disciplined shuffling on stage as dedicated servants bring out new, different instruments for The Great Musicians Of The Backing Band, and seem to retire quickly, backwards and bowing. The new instruments seem to make identical noises to the old ones, oddly. Occasionally a song starts with a promisingly tense riff from somebody, and then within a minute settles back into the moderately depressing, monochordic dirge overlayed with Krauss-notes, which seems to be the standard output. Every single song was just so
slow. There is a complete lack of either empathy or energy coming from the stage -- nothing at all. People are playing, but there is somehow no performance.
And the drummer wore a suit and tie.
Maybe it's me -- perhaps the part of my brain that processes this kind of stuff has withered. I'm not a particular fan of the Eagles, but given the opportunity I would have cleared the stage in a flash and brought on the
Alter Eagles, because they provide, consistently, whatever was lacking.
Or maybe it's that a generation brought up on digital music is fundamentally less demanding.