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Review by chummer
When I first heard this show I was just starting to get interested in the band and they were past their 90's prime. It was likely in 99' or so. I didn't know much about the band or the music. I don't even know why I bought this show. Maybe the reviews were good. But what I can remember clearly is what the effect of listening to the 2nd set had on me.
Sheer amazement. Tinges of awe.
I mean when they start Mike's they don't really stop but for a brief halt out of Icculus. And they keep on plowing ahead and didn't settle down until My sweet one 8 or so songs later. ???!!!
Funk, rock freak outs, maddness, silliness, melancholy, and epic grandeur. I had never heard a band do anything like this before. I always wonder about what kind of state the band was in the night of the show and the day of. What happened that brought this set to life?
So many shows get thrown around for "best" show ever. Fall 97's. 12/31/95 or 93. Y2k. But this one is up there for me. I still wonder how they did it. Magic.