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Review by bigflopmoptop
This song has always been one of my favorites, & even the mediocre versions make me happy. Last night's version reminded me of when they used to get real weird & trippy. This wasn't the longest/most far out there version of the song, but when Trey stopped playing notes & started whaling on the arhythmic ugly chords (ala It's Ice as Fishman dances on his drums, or Maze when Trey backs up Page's solo), something really special happened & they kept it going for a hot minute. It was the first time since `95ish (that I know of) that Trey was so happy with what he threw down in the jam, he echoed it during the end section -- like the dream on Bowie from Dec. 93 & the Prov. Bowie from `94 & the Mann Bowie from 95. Very fun & old-school stuff.
Also -- I love the "dark" drummer boy quotes. 12/28/94 is my favorite for this (during Weekapaug) - I'm not sure if Trey turns it minor or what he does to make it dark, but he did it again last night & it was very cool.
Finally, 2 quotes of the night said by friends during the show.
1. Wasson - "Don't Bowie my Maze."
2. my wife, during funky bitch - "Mike looks a lot like Bea Arthur . . . right?"