I saw them before I knew anything about them at the Eastown Theater in Detroit in the early 70’s. We were up close, and as someone else stated, there were a bunch of people milling around the stage that looked homeless, then the lights came up and it was Jethro Tull. Anderson was particularly scary, in a weird brown conductor’s coat with a variety of rips, tears, and grease stains, playing the flute one-legged and acting as if 30,000 people were in the audience.
I became an instant Tull fan, and due to the volume of the show my opinion on how anything remotely audiophile sounds is moot.

