Now it's on was the climax of the night. People roared when it started. "This is my favorite one," came from the guy standing next to me. The song was excellent, but I had been satisfied long before by The Group Who Couldn't Say.

Grandaddy was great on stage, and the crowd, trucker caps and all, were jumping and waving their hands.

What I really enjoyed was how the band used projected video, which was loosely synched to their music. There was apparently no click track. No additional prerecorded music. The video guy was responsible for what was on the screen.

Unfortunately, there was no Jed.