I'll be honest...I didn't really like much of last night's show.
Tonight is gonna be the one that everyone talks about after the run.
You know... I absolutely agree with you. Last night was sick, but... well... okay, Friday night was a straight B+ right across the board. Everything tight, everything spot on, but not a lot of jumping off.
Saturday night, however, had higher highs (Split, Antelope, Ghost) but lower lows. Punch and Hydrogen were botched, which is okay... i can forgive that for nerves and just getting lost in the moments (the Punch intro was pretty tight though) but Piper, I thought, was.... quite blah. Very little energy. We'll have to see how the tapes are. Trey started singing really early, and he tried, but never got the tempo up to where Piper is comfortable.
However, Saturday's first set was absolutely fucking BONKERS. Bonkers, I tell you!!! Red lights all over the place... that was downright evil. Its Ice, Split, and Antelope took us straight to hell and back. That Split was disgusting. I'll never forget the sight of Slim, with his arms out, like... "petting" the music, i guess... i dont even know what to call what he was doing, haha, but it was great. One of my favorite mental snapshots of the weekend.
It is official that we're back in 1995, though... tons and tons of songs per set, and Halley's and Gumbo were each under 5 minutes, if that tells you something, lol.