It’s not overwhelmingly negative, but it seems to describe a pretty average show. From what I understand, “Club Congress,” is actually the parking lot of the Hotel Congress.
Tucker paused after a few songs to tell a hilarious story about meeting Robert Plant-who didn’t know who she was) -and Brownstein confessed that the tour had been uneventful thus far.
When someone yelled out a request for “Freebird,” Brownstein joked, “We’ve never heard that one before.”
They were almost unbelievably charming and devoid of pretense. Though it’s hard to imagine that they don’t know how good they are, they haven’t let the hype overwhelm them.
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