In a way unfamiliar to her admirers, the singer introduced a new song to start the show.

Three people were reading a newspaper, the old paper type, while the performance proceeded.

Two were smoking illegal substances (or not yet legalized, if you prefer it that way).

And one person was tuning his guitar ready for his solo guest spot on stage.

And yet the music played across smiling faces, the moon rose and the cool of the night reached down.

No songs were left unsung when the music faded and the clash of the symbol dissolved.

The journey home was full of smiles and laughs, bright eyes and well-tuned thoughts.