Five star drums into the spherical laser color cavern of delicate chamber electronic improv, magnetic madness

Spectacularly drunken entrance to this lean mean blue hot 93 Truckin with plenty of chonky chaw! Five alarm version, stellar concert.

Latter day gem that might be a surrogate memory of peter gabriel solsbury hill. Phil sings and jerry comes alive. sophisticated, breezy, and killing.

group is well oiled, Deeply meant vocal, great vibes.

Really kicking version, full steam ahead!! it's bob in full hoodoo daddy mode. Version that shows why they played this one so often, chasing this shit

Clamorous spanking rude space

probably the single best he's gone with brent, leave yer body for a few with the jones astronaut gang. makes some of those uber mellow late 70's ones seem like kids rolling around in the dirt next to samurai masters. The smokestack TO1 truckin E major foreplay is towering and relentless on this crazy diamond. right you are DS67 we're back to early 70s programmatic psychological descension to elementally satisfying jamming resonating with our cores, acoustemologically as ever... This whole song brings up to me that ego-driven kicking discontent of kicking mickey out while going the song-driven route, it's funny how for their reputation as "playing songs differently every time" there are still songs like he's gone where every show the coda is gonna be that point where the crowd and the vibes are gonna congeal. Mega metal tsunami of a perfecto cappucino summer 90 surprise that makes the 9/16 one extra poignant. fare thee well brent

this one is a cornucopia of dope casual heaviness

First rate... it's their mini farm aid 2 with dylan and petty and we're ready for the good ole big time. Cranial safari with the bralove sky hook assist. Amazing tortured space.

gorgeous wishing well dreams... and for justa second there jerry sends it on a roller coaster to hell in the minor jam