Best Banter: Steely Dan
"We came here tonight for — well, there were some financial considerations, I'm not going to deny it," Steely Dan guitarist Walter Becker told the crowd, many of whom were young enough to be his grandchildren. "We're still here, we still got it, if you want it, come and get it." Although he expressed some anxiety about playing to a younger audience, the band delivered a triumphant set, from "Bodhisattva" to "My Old School." Becker and his partner Donald Fagen (author of our Coachella diary), joined by a dozen other crack musicians, delivered an hour of acerbic Steely Dan classics like they were driving a luxury sports car from 1975, immaculately maintained and immensely powerful. The overall level of musicianship was crazy: When there was a trombone solo at the end of 1980's "Hey Nineteen," for example, it was sly and funky and just about perfect. And some younger concertgoers found a way to reach out to "Uncle Wally and Uncle Don" (as Fagen introduced Becker and himself): during "Show Biz Kids": They slam-danced, but slowly and gently.