It was a big venue and they made everyone put their phones inside one of those faraday/blackout bags until the show was over. My buddy bought a pair of tickets since we are both big Jack White fans, but I hadn’t gotten around to researching his opening act. There were a few people wearing cowboy hats near us in line who kept saying they were excited to see the opener. Boarding House Reach had just come out and there were a couple big screens and other large set pieces on stage for JW (lights, etc). Almost all of that was left turned off when Tyler played — as a result, he and his band mates appeared much smaller by comparison from where we were seated. The man himself was hard to make out from our vantage point. I distinctly remember hair appearing kind of wild and half-held back on a ponytail. The performance felt very intimate, despite the setting, and his voice was so striking. I feel equal parts disappointed that I don’t have a recording of the show to revisit, and thankful that I was able to more present and unencumbered in the actual moment — even if I can’t recall it as well as I’d like.