A Concert Going Experience

So last night I saw a concert in Detroit (Well, Auburn Hills, MI).  It was an interesting impromptu midweek trip.  Here was my experience.  Can you guess what concert I saw?

See I was there, you can tell from this crappy picture off my phone.

I took a car downtown (well, Auburn Hills) and I took what the offered me.  The lights go out and they can't be saved (but) we'll be glowing in the dark. And (they) turn the music up and the records on.  And all the kids they dance, they dance all night.  Listen as the crowd would sing, all the boys and all the girls, "You don't know how lovely you are."  And For some reason I can't explain, tears stream down your face, and every teardrop is a waterfall.  Then, finally, it was home, home where I wanted to go. But I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song, and it takes me back to the start.

EDIT: Goodnight Cathy.