Maybe I'm missing the point of opening acts...

I thought the whole point was to excite the crowd and get them psyched for the main attraction, just as when the fantabulous Corn Mo left the crowd at Starr Hill breathless, only to be followed by an even better show from They Might Be Giants. But after witnessing the sorrowful performance of Blonde Redhead, Mrs. Nevskaia and I were tortured for at what seemed like hours as Andy Waldeck cooled down the crowd watching and waiting for David Lowery and Johnny Hickman, billed as "Camper Van Beethoven/Cracker Unplugged". Mr. Waldeck's first song, "Infidel", was a pretty decent folk song I must admit, but the next 83 wore on the nerves. I was a bit annoyed by Waldeck's INSISTENCE we listen to a song under the pretext that the uninteresting first line was clever; if you can't maintain our interest that's hardly our fault (and that line wasn't funny at all). By the time we got to Johnny Hickman's solo set (panned in the comments by the irrepressibleC.Franz) we were thankful for a little bit of energy and humor, esp. since it was 10:30 and we were sitting in the Music Hall for 2 hours...

Though that's partly my fault, because I can never figure out the goddamn Time Doors Open to Main Attraction formula...