My god, what a perfect, amazing experience! We went to the 10pm show. The night was absolutely beautiful, 70 degrees and clear, and you could feel there was an excellent energy among the people milling outside the theater . The adjacent street had been closed and a huge eclectic crowd of happy people were wandering around it. Many people had been to the 7pm show as well and were remarking on how great that show had been.
Jemaine (I think) did a hilarious announcement to introduce Kristen, who absolutely killed. She did a bunch of short plays: one about a pot and a lid getting it on in front of a rejected spoon, one about the autobiography of a mattress, one about a young girl seduced by the marijuana, plus some other stuff. She was on for a good long time â€“ half an hour, maybe? She was wearing her golden genie pants, and called out a woman in the front row who was wearing a full-on glittering gold ensemble.
Jem and Bret came out in their Robot suits and did Too Many Dicks On the Dancefloor, complete with disco codpieces (which I think were made by a fan and gifted to B&J at the 7pm show). I can't recall the entire setlist, but it definitely included, in no particular order:
Too Many Dicks on the Dancefloor
Hurt Feelings (â€œIt takes a long time to make a motherf*cking casserole!â€ Best version ever)
If You're Into It
Mutha 'Uckas (a very slowed-down version)
Most Beautiful Girl in the Room
Rock the Party (quickie)
You Don't Have to Be A Prostitute
Think About It
Sugarlumps (OH MY GOD. Could not have hoped for a better rendition of this. It was the Ur-Sugarlumps. I can only imagine what it was like for the people in the first few rows)
They had to start several songs over because they kept screwing up. Bret messed up the binary solo on Robots â€“ he totally zoned out! He blamed the psychedelic swirling lights in the theater. There was a lot of banter with the audience â€“ much finger-pistoling at people requesting songs and Rhys. Several gifts were brought up on stage â€“ the aforementioned shirts, plus some â€œone-eyed animalâ€ t-shirts for Bret and some Guava Passion Body Butter for Nigel.
The sound quality in the theater kind of sucked. It was really difficult to hear the lyrics on many songs, and Jemaine's lower notes went to mush. Notable exceptions were Jenny and Hurt Feelings. I was with some people who didn't know all the songs by heart, and they were left wondering what everyone was laughing about.
I would bet that Bret still wasn't feeling great, because this definitely seemed like Jem's night. He was all around the stage, jumping up spontaneously to dance, running over to the beatbox-thingie from Too Many Dicks, handling virtually all of the audience conversation. Bret was much more low-key.
After the show, we went outside and waited about half an hour on the sidewalk across from the stage door. Nigel came out, went to the bus, and returned backstage. A few minutes later Bret came out and was rushed and a few minutes after than Jem came out. I think there were easily 100 people outside when they made their appearance. They stayed until 1:45 or so signing things and taking pictures.
Jemaine is not quite as tall as I'd thought, but incredibly patient and does that Bill Clinton thing where he looks at each person he's talking to as if they are the only person in the world. Very soft-spoken and even. Some people were out there with their very young (2-3 year old?) child, and Jem signed their stuff quickly and told them to put that kid into bed!
I got my poster signed by Jemaine, got a picture, and went over to Bret. He really is ethereally beautiful. I ended up looking at his hands for a moment (he had his arm around someone in front of me, and his hand was right under my nose. His hands are TINY, and so delicate looking they seem to be made out of butterfly wings or something. I saw his wedding band, too â€“ a very simple wide gold band. They started up the tour bus just as he signed my poster and then we were off. Perfect, perfect night!