Uncle John's Band
July 20, 1994
Deer Creek Music Center
Check the date and buckle up. Ravishing 10 minute modal space prologue, just having fun and aspiring for greatness. Screaming weir, Jerry invokes don cherry or charles lloyd in his controlled lunatic leaning towers, the incessant garbling of midi puts into balls out lounge lizards/zorn bonkazoid. Menacing!!! Pillows out into imaginative rainbows of possibility. UJB itself is characteristically excellent with translucently fluid mid-verse pocketing of ponderously dreamy lightning bolt rhythms and layers of attentive pastry in its romantic wake. Chamber mickey textures, simmering happy melanomic sand and shells of weave. Cast out from the rest, Geese migrating into heavier horizons of plinky afterglare of hippie manifestos, running for the communes of the nighty hills. Pitchforks and torches chase you to the dock by the town tribunal where you'll give up your gold pendant or fall to the crocs and sirens teething below. Maelstrom minor jam. This is an ewok version. If you need a 90's show, hit this sentimental, calm and wise deer creek run.
