Seriously fun show - he was playing in a small venue just over the NH border not too far from a buddy’s place, so we went up for a couple beers, spectacularly bad pizza, and oodles of harmonic minor shred goodness.
Fat Yngwie appears to have only been a phase, as the Yngster was running around in black leather pants and a black vest that a bunch of guys my age wouldn’t have the balls to pull off, looking nearly as fit as his 80s heyday. It sounded like it took him maybe a half song to properly warm up, but he was playing his ass off and sounded great. Also, I shudder to think what his pick budget must have been like - his guitar tech’s primary job was to continuously swap out his pick clips from the mic so he could continue to throw three or four picks at a time into the audience every few minutes. 
