Thanks for the detailed comment Joel, I was keen to hear as much as I could about this event. You might want to search for a review of the other night - one review said the audience stood and clapped for 5 minutes after the house lights went on.

I will welcome the release of the upcoming recordings. I hope I get more from it than I did hearing it being recorded.
Van Morrison has always been one of those musical artists that I never fully appreciated until later in life. I suppose taken for granted, until I made my full circle of musical tastes. Seemingly, having tried everything available over the last 40 years, I found myself back to classic rock, having found a new appreciation for some great artists, who perhaps I had taken for granted for as many years. Now I make a hobby of seeking out rare, and mostly preformed live, classic hits and classic artists, which are rarely played on mainstream radio, probably due to the extended length of the music, which is mostly the case. I started finding rare renditions of tunes recorded by greats like John Lee Hooker, and others, and found Van present in many. Van Morrison has also been one of those artists that seem to slip through the cracks, in terms of concert going, as well over the last 40 years. So here was suddenly a chance to finally see this great, at what better a venue than the classic and historic, Hollywood Bowl.
Perhaps I had built the anticipation, and expectation, just a bit too much, and thus the reason I left the concert feeling like something just didn’t “complete” what I had come to witness and hear. I mean, he played a well-rounded assortment of some of his classics for the first half of the show. Gloria, Moondance, just to name a couple. But they seemed a bit rushed, and lacking heart and meaning. As if they were only being performed in consideration of the crowd, as this was not why he had come here. Two different bands accompanied him, as the second half of the show was recorded for a CD release of “Astral Weeks- Live at the Hollywood Bowl”. Incredible musicians, who played with incredible preciseness, including those on horns, strings, and percussion, yet still something was not there. Maybe it was the volume, as it seemed low. Having grown up, I certainly do not find satisfaction in my concert going these days based on how loud the music is, but last night I found myself too often wanting to hush someone 5 seats away, as even a whisper seemed an abstraction. Was I too far back? How could I be at the Hollywood Bowl? I mean, isn’t this the venue of choice for the LA Philharmonic? And after all, the seating chart showed I was not even half way back. But, I could not have been alone in my thinking. The lackluster ovation and applause, as Van set his guitar down and walked off stage for the last time, produced no encore, and you almost felt as if Van left feeling as though something had not been fulfilled for himself, as well.