Quite the ensemble. And the Steve Miller, hard to believe. I wouldn't recognize him now if he was sitting next to me on a twin engine. Wow. No matter, still rocks. I've seen rock gods live a'plenty, but nothing like that marquee. Strangest performance was (before anyone knew her name) Sheryl Crow opening for Dylan at the Palladium (I think it was the Palladium). Oddly, Sheryl blew Dylan away. It was later, 90's - when he was known to begin losing it a bit. Place was too large, the band wasn't right. Saw him again a couple years later, much smaller venue, and to my relief he rocked the house. Band was tight, Dyl was lit.