As promised a few thoughts from last night...
Firstly the Arena was spectacular and young Cohen was excellent and a great warm up act, so by the time Dylan came on stage I was in great spirits. This was helped when those who stormed the front were removed from blocking my front row seat by the stewards
Directly Infront of Bobs keyboard and piano, it was time to take it all in.
Leopard and Dont Think were nice openers, I was pleased to hear his voice so strong after a tough schedule and a big weekend. The first song of interest for me was Things Have Changed where it became clear Bob was also in great spirits. He really delivered it in story form as if telling it as personal to a new audience. Bob chuckled midsong (at the bible line, must have been the 2,000 year old arena) and seemed to be really enjoying himself. Tangled went down superbly centre stage and had some lovely harmonica that fired up the crowd, but it was Trying to get to Heaven that stole the show for me. Delicate rendition that really works with the piano and vocals again were strong, his voice really fits this kind of song these days - same with Sugar Baby, both were emotive and supremely delivered. Was great to see Bob laughing during fun songs (Rollin and tumblin, Tweedle) and then treat these songs so seriously , it made for a great mix and his commitment to the songs was evident. It did look like he couldn't get comfortable though, physically the shows must take their toll, but their delivery could not be faulted.
Before the standard finish, we got Visions and Twist of Fate which both got big receptions from a very excited crowd. Thin Man started front stage but he reverted to his seat at the grand piano and it was amazing to see him play this on the keys, it was one of the best versions (if not the best) I've ever seen. The last 3 were pretty standard for the seasoned follower but were adored by the large crowd and turning back to see their response it was obvious they'd loved this performance - so had I. I've never heard so much disappointment when the lights came on , they were on a high and hungry for more.
Ended up drinking with Nimes' left wing French political group leader in his bar til 3:30 (everywhere had shut) so have just about regained my ability to type, Yesterday he quite liked Dylan, today he's a fan. Nimes will remember the day Bob Dylan won them over.
A night I'll never forget. See you in Lyon Bob.