OMFG it was HORRID. After five or ten minutes of buildup about how amazing this was going to be and the OMFG SUPAR LEET software imported from Paris running on (I kid you not) a Powerbook laptop which was going to do real-time dynamic fuckery with a mic'ed tenor sax, and how amazing this was that a normal computer could do all this stuff in real time, and blah blah blah... what I got was some SERIOUSLY puerile modulation and echoing around the soundstage from a bunch of dubious partial jazz motives played on the sax. "Amazing that the powerbook could do it in real time," my dying ass, a FOUR EIGHTY SIX could do that sort of thing in real time. Not only was the electronic manipulation seriously unimpressive, the musicality was frankly worse - at one point, I was surrounded from all sides by godawful shrill treble-modulated echoes from a particularly sharp sax blatt delivered via the seven-speaker surround that had been set up in the recital hall, and it was like being in the midst of a flock of panicked and/or rabid tenor saxobats madly echolocating their little brasswinged asses off. UGH.
Oh well... better luck next time, hopefully.