I was there last night... Reading many of these reviews; I find myself wanting to say, "Put down your calculators and listen to the music." I apologize if that seems obnoxious.

Did anyone hear the beautiful story that swirled through that 2nd set?
Does it always need to be heat and funk?
Why do we spend so much time complaining?
Why do we keep coming back for more?

I don't know about everyone else, but I truly feel like I got something special from the show last night; specifically during the 2nd set.

Was it just the drugs, or the lack there of..?

P.S. I'm not sure if this was revealed in this forum; but the roars that may or may not have sank Reba were caused by a massive onslaught of green glow sticks that erupted from the back right corner of the arena.