So there I was at the FedEx Forum, taking in the overwhelming spectacle of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Guitars were blazing, lasers were beaming, and the motorized lighting rig was mutating into every single spaceship from every single science fiction show of my entire childhood.
And then, in an awed silence between guitar licks I heard it. From the back of the crowded auditorium a woman cried out from the deepest anguish of her heart:
Does this sort of thing happen where you live? Or is this sort of cultural refinement confined to the enigma that is Memphis?