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Review by andrewrose
Simply put, there are no weak spots in this show. The energy in the room was off the charts from the get go, the band finding peak after peak in the unlikeliest of places. The PYITE>Party Time combo and the Bold As Love, First Tube that bookend the first set are both worth hearing in that regard. The whole show is, really.
Dem Bones set a gospel tone for the exorcism that was about to follow in the second set. Hear the word of the Lord indeed! I can direct you to the afternoon post where I suggested that No Men In No Man's Land->Everything in Its Right Place would make for a pretty incredible way to toast the lemon flavour of the night ("yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon), but that doesn't mean I was any less floored when the actually did it. The set seemed to trade off between intergalactic space travel and hose, the crowd in it every step of the way. Scents offered arguably the best jam of the night, after reprising the No Man's refrain briefly it went off into a incredibly danceable delay jam that saw Mike take the fore. Caspian continued to cement it's late bloomer status with a full on space denouement that saw "sucking a lemon" Everything in its Right Place sampling, before a very meaty Fluffhead brought the house down. Though its composed offering wasn't flawless, Trey more than made up for it with incredible atypical peaks. A must-hear Fluff.
Though not Lemon-related that I can see it, Frankenstein did tie into the ghoulish 'undead' vibe of both set openers. If they had encored with the Lemon Song it might've been too much to handle. Maybe
What's on the menu tonight, Boston Cream? Think I might go early and get me a donut. It's my birthday.