It started out pretty awful by my standards. The first song was horribly compositional to begin with, and then for no particular reason went into a "let's just play notes and see what happens" mode. Also, they were all playing way too loud, and seeing how I couldn't tell what was going on, and I was sitting Way Back Here, and they were All The Way Up There, they probably couldn't either. I stuck around though, because I had hope for them, and because my ride wanted to stay.
They improved drastically over the course of the two sets, especially after the intermission. Although the drummer insisted on punishing his drums to no end until probably the last song where he sounded laid-back enough to be in a jazz band, they all got to a point pretty quickly after they came back where they were actually jamming together, and seemed "in the groove" (TM?). The one thing I couldn't get past was the saxophonist, who really had only one tone, and, while it was soothing, the "velvety-soft" thing doesn't really make it seem like you're improvising, and I don't think he was. Thankfully, as the only member of the band on a wind instrument, he had to take frequent breaks, so the rest of the band could play some good music while he rested to come back and monotonize it up again. Although I've spent some time bashing most of them, by the encore they had come around fully, and were extremely good, at one point even playing something I would consider applying the label "rockin' jams" to. 'Twas worth it, by the end.
Today I slept all day. That is all.