my first review

he branded her "alison krauss, soul of the south". he is legend. he is icon. he is mr. robert plant. a concert that uniquely defines the word. i was surprisingly introduced to a gentleman. plant was overfilled with manners and compliments for both krauss and audience. i found his voice more trained than i had imagined, his boots more brilliant than mine. i thought the vocals would be more contrasting, but in the end, it was more complimentary. the fiddles dueled and the harmonies were made more perfect than any eharmony match. set list riddled with zeppelin favorites performed a cappello or bluegrass style. at times krauss seemed embarrassed to watch plant's rhythmic spasms, and when he sang the lyrics "watch her honey drip" i could see her blush from my seat in row r. critics and those that review use the standard cliches like "must see", "edge of your seat entertainment", "spot on", "dont miss", etc. well, i say "this one will carry you through the night like a mother carries her newborn pups. lovingly, forcefully, and intimately by the nape of your neck." translation: must see!