The Ian Anderson Band (this peculiar construct that no longer Jethro Tull may indeed be called to appoint somehow) plays professionally on the flute sets Andersons are largely pristine, still it is one of the best flutists in the world, as far as well.
But the voice - great father, the voice.
So far, I was still quite satisfied with the already often beunkten rock Voice Anderson; the fandom handed yes the story, Anderson's body had suffered greatly already in the recordings of the (in my opinion greatly underestimated '84 album under wraps) and is then at the tours went late 80s final in smoke - no idea whether to such rumors there is something, at least I have the early to mid 90's several concerts of Jethro Tull visited and found Anderson's voice live and on the parallel albums always lived well - of course, it must be clear that he or never a shouter like Ian Gillan did Ronnie James Dio was, but that would not even fit to jazz-blues-folk-fusion rock of Jethro Tull.
But what's happening now in Iceland, one can only describe with the word 'self-destruction'.
Especially the (not really soooo complicated vocal parts) of TAAB I would probably even be able to sing better, although that would have generated no wohligeren effects as the replacement vote actually live partly used here - namely to trigger unpleasant and dull emotions.
If Anderson himself is at the microphone, the result is mostly miserable. The certainly held by most modern sound equipment despite Anderson sounds at best like a triple 'boot down' copies of itself.
In TAAB 2-part vocal the total disaster falls not so much on, presumably because the parts have been composed from the outset with regard to Anderson attacked voice - doll, it is not even here.
What the interspersed scenes British quirky humor terms - well, the gag with the Cell Phone-call during the concert might still be (even if he TAAB almost pointless interrupts), but why should the unsavory nonsense with the prostate examination, opens at least not while listening to the CD.
TAAB live in Iceland is, unfortunately, all in all a superfluous, if not harmful publication. Neuhörer can thus certainly not win, and the 'old Tull fans' (to which I belong since 1983) experience here unfortunately what winking already on the 70-disc TOO OLD TO ROCK'N'ROLL, here, however, still full irony, was indicated - the end of the rock stars Ian Anderson.
Nevertheless, 3 stars, for old times.