Does the search for quality come with a long line to the men’s room?  I went to see Steely Dan last night at the Beacon theatre in New York, my hometown more or less (I guess a bit less these days as I prefer the peace and quietude of the country) and as one might suspect, the dominant demographic was Males 45 and over; some way over.  It’s great to be able to see Donald and Walter on a fairly regular basis these days for I remember when the mere mention of a live Steely Dan performance was tossed in the drawer along with Marian apparitions and missing aviatrix’s. Walter, who admittedly looks like he should be wearing an orange apron at Home Depot, is playing his middle aged ass off, and Donald lurches and rocks on the Fender Rhodes like Jerry Lewis channeling Ray Charles.  Their song catalog is pretty much untouchable, and it is my considered (and some might say expert), opinion that they will go down in recorded history as one of the greatest songwriting teams humankind (or any other heretofore unknown species) has ever produced.  It would have been nice to see a few more kids there, to possibly open their increasingly narrowing musical perspectives a little, but let’s face it: 175 bucks for a ticket is pretty much the province of the Gold Card user and not little Johnny Ritalin. Well, quality lasts, just ask the Sphinx, so to Donald and Walter: enjoy the revenue-you truly deserve it. Just consider including another intermission for pee pee breaks.

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