It was with a couple of caveats. The sound system was not great. Muddy and a persistent echo. First gig I have experienced at Murrayfield with that problem. The seats are small enough for normal sized and we got sat next to the worlds largest and most obnoxious americans. They shouted at us that they were Bruce's biggest fans, had followed him for 35 years round the world and had paid enormous wonga for their seats (as if the rest of us hadn't). They also announced to the world that they were going to parteeeee come what may.
They proceeded to bounce up and down throwing their 20st+ in all directions, despite the fact that the entire west stand was sitting at this early stage, listening to the music. Didn't last long thankfully as they were told by all to sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up. Scotland has always been very good with international relations. Oh, did I mention that one of the clowns managed to spill a pint of tennants best all over the row in front (and me).
Towards the end they were allowed to partee with the rest of us but I don't think my hips will ever recover from being part of a US/Scottish sandwich.
Bruce was Bruce. Set of 3hours, all the faves, E Street band very good. First time I have seen Clem Clemons son live and he was excellent. I want whatever Bruce is taking - he looks fucking great despite his age.