It wasn't really about the music to me. It was too difficult to concentrate, anyway, what with the blisters, the soreness, the dirt, the crane... my feet slipping into the mud (pull one foot out, lean on other foot, concentrate on music for 10 seconds, notice other foot slipping into mud, repeat).

BUT: I did feel there were enough moments to make it all worth it. I was hoping to see all the musical stunts they'd never had a chance to pull off, but it became clear early on that they were going to play their classics one last time and put them to sleep. No mention yet of the band giving away the tramps after YEM. That's when it really hit me.