They came on to the stage with no fanfare. They barely spoke to the audience. But for the first time in 25 years, the "classic" Pink Floyd line-up performed, with a little help from some friends.

They barely acknowledged the crowd. Hardly surprising, given that they were never exactly the most personable bands. Waters has lost his voice completely. He does this raspy whisper instead, and it's a good thing the set-list included mostly Gilmour-on-vocals. Not that Gilmour hasn't lost a bit with age, but it was certainly passable.

I think if Gilmour could've shoved his guitar through Waters' skull, he would have. Waters, for his part, was having a ball. From the concert alone, I'd have to say Waters was the one who was most enjoying things, probably getting an immense kick that a Waters-included Floyd still trumps the Gilmour-led version. There was little acknowledgement of any of the members to one another; which should settle the question of a reunion tour once and for all.

Waters did acknowledge that it was good to be on-stage with "these three guys" again. That Waters was the front-man for the show (despite Gilmour doing the singing) was interesting, and I think further reflects where Gilmour's feelings were in all of this. Waters also dedicated "Wish You Were Here" to all the people not around anymore (dead musicians and dead Africans was the implication I got) but he also added "and of course, Syd" so the Floyd Fanantic in me was glad to see the spirit (or spector) of Syd was there, even if Barrett wasn't physically in attendance.

For the record, the set-list was: "Breathe", "Money", "Wish You Were Here", and "Comfortably Numb". I think the only surprise was "Breathe". Online set lists (announced before the concert) only included three songs, with some lists including "Money" and some "Breathe", so it was a nice treat to get both. I guess Floyd has some clout.

Still, I couldn't help but get the impression that Floyd was an anachronism in this show. Even with veterans like the Who going on before them, at least Daltrey and Townshed had some energy and seemed to acknowledge the audience. Floyd seemed more like a curiosity. Four aged rockers, heads bowed as if trying not to think of the hundreds of thousands of people in front of them (Except for, ironically, Waters), playing because they couldn't back out of a promise, not because their hearts were in it.

But what the hell. After 25 years, I don't think a Floyd fan can afford to be picky. I didn't expect Floyd to ever perform again, let alone with Waters, so let the notalgia buff a glossy sheen over a very tarnished present.

It was worth it.