Allow me to add my harmony vocals to the angelic choir singing the praises of the reunited Raspberries.  I saw them last night at BB King's, a clip joint in midtown Manhattan.  I stood in the back by the bar, which by any stretch was a great spot, because the room is small enough that the worst standing room is a great vantage point (note: I'm 6'4"; this may not be the case for you.)

The video montage opening the show really ignited the feeling of something akin to Beatlemania associated with those four wicked-skinny, long haired kids.  Then their grandfathers took the stage (well, it looked like that after the film) and popped out for almost 2 hours.  All the songs you'd want, as has been noted; the Who's "I Can't Explain;" and the 3 Beatle songs in the encore were "You're Gonna Lose That Girl" (I love that one); "Please Mister Postman" (Motown, but obviously owing to the Beatles version); and "Twist and Shout."

I had heard it was an 8-piece band but I only counted 3 additional musicians: the gut mostly playing guitar all the way left; the chick on vocals and occasional keyboard; and the keyboard player who sometimes played guitar.  Did I just miss someone?

Eric Carmen was unbelievable, but my take was, this was a band comprised of a Systems Analyst, a Financial Planner, a Regional Sales Manager, and a rock star (Carmen.)  There was a lot of talk about, "We weren't sure we could still play together..."  

But I'm just making light.  The show was a blast, and it isn't often you see vintage material like this-- first generation "power pop"-- played with such enthusiasm and capability.  A splendid time was had by all.

The highlight for me, if I had to name one, was "Overnight Sensation," a truly thrilling song that they pulled off with ease, although if it was me, I'd have walked off to it pre-encore.