After a minute and a half of sincere applause and cheers, Metheny returned to the stage alone as his trusty stagehand returned the Pikasso for a stirring "Last Train Home" type medley that almost brought the house down. It was a classic Metheny performance to close the show, and then there was yet another as "Song for Bilbao" gave the entire quartet a chance to solo and soar.
All the politely effective, unsung hero usher/usherettes deserve special kudos for a great job throughout the night stopping camera phone amateurs from ruining any artist-audience ambiance.
The lobby buzzed with positive energy as the crowd made a cheerful exit into light precipitation. Outside the concert hall everyone seemed energized; large brown leaves danced along curving, windswept cobblestones adjacent to the spectacular cathedral area. As people made their way into the evening mist, many were still smiling, and you could hear them humming familiar Metheny refrains. No one seemed to mind the rain.