We initially intended to maintain our standard "over it," Spinny approach on this one--save perhaps a confession that we freed our inner nerd only slightly. But the fact of the matter is we genuinely, actually enjoyed ourselves at Star Wars in Concert at Sommet Center. Because, for all the hundreds of totally legit rock shows we've attended and even scoffed at in our day, we still know that pyro, lasers and space are the common denominators amongst nerds everywhere. As our companion put it, the arena show is the Popsicle to which the super-fan ants are drawn. And just as greasy teenagers in Ace Frehley makeup have always been drawn to the KISS Popsicle, so have the awkward, gangly, sci-fi types always been drawn to anything George Lucas manages to squeeze out. And Sunday evening, as we looked around at the middle-aged Count Dookus, adolescent stormtroopers and tiny Darth Vaders, we realized that we were among our own kind.
Narrated by the consummately professional and eternally mincing Anthony Daniels--sans his golden droid outfit, of course--the show consisted of John Williams' pieces from all six films performed by an on-point symphony orchestra and chorus. The music was accompanied by Star Wars clips divided into thematic chapters and played on what is reportedly the world's largest LED screen. Oh, and there were also intermittent fireballs, pulsing lasers and plumes of colored smoke. We have to say, however, whenever clips from Attack of the Clones or Revenge of the Sith flashed across the big screen, it felt a bit like seeing your favorite legendary arena-rock band playing their newer material.
Nevertheless, aided by a couple of 24-ouncers and the jazz cigarette we roasted before the show, Star Wars in Concert kept us in our seats right through the encore--it was a reprisal of "The Imperial March," by the way. Totally our jam. We also managed to glimpse a bit of the original-series props and paraphernalia displayed throughout the arena. But once we realized we were ruining a family's photo with the Chewbacca costume--we wandered inappropriately close to the display case to inspect Chewy's fur--it became all too apparent that we were letting the Dark Side take hold. "Keep it together," we told ourselves as we exited the arena. "We go to rock shows now. Remember that."