On of the post-haitus ones that stretch and groove and go every-which-way. What a treat.

Kicks off a the second set with a jam that creeps up on you and is suddenly shredding. Cool opener in an under-the-radar show.

Comes storming out the gate after 5 years on the shelf. The Devils drive this one, but everyone is on, up, and jumping.

Smooth highway. Bobby and Donna in sweet harmony, and with that whiff of grace that marks the best versions of Cassidy out there.

Good times for all on this sweet set closer, coming out of a killer TMNS.

Long slow sizzling Dancin' that struggles to break into the weird electric slide part so Bobby steps up and has a Mojo minute. I'm going to break ranks here and say, this isn't really a "Got my Mojo" at all, but kind of a Bobby rap reference to Got my Mojo that never leaves Dancin'. Someone with more musical knowledge than I can say for sure, but I'm pretty sure they stay on Dancin's same chords and vamp riff through the hot second that Bobby's Mojo is only kind of working. Only then do they find the electric slide and just like that, it's back to the whirling Dancin' finale. The pointillist transition into The Wheel is the kind of magic that helped so many blown minds come back together together. So sweet.

Funniest ending ever. Wait for it.

This is all pretty loose in the joints, with a couple of epic lyric 'experiments', but is just bursting with creative solo ideas that signal the future of this immortal duo. What it lacks in ensemble tightness it more than makes up for in palpable musical excitement between the boys (and girl).

Starts with snarling opening lyrics, like and Bobby and Donna about to pounce out of their skins. This high energy gets tweaky with both the mentioned Keith weirdness and the two drummers in an outrageously perfect high-speed pocket behind Jerry playing the mad-scientist. His tone and mood are both hot and mellow. This is a sound I associate with an the best 'Playins' of '73, though Keith's effects and the melty-bits also evoke the much maligned Phil and Ned era of '74s. Maybe this is what others mentioned of having an "earlier Dead" feel to it. That said, this is no nostalgia piece and the outro is a hard-core crunching beast with a unique and hard rockin' sound .

Oh jeez, this is a pretty one. It rocks - not like rock-and-roll rocking, but like a sleeping baby in a cradle in a safe warm boat on a gentle lake with a soft breeze just ever-so-lightly scented with a whisper of indica flowers.