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Review by Split_Open_My_Face
My recollections of the music are fleeting, but I do have direct memories of highlights. The first set Jim, Fluff was killer, and in such a small room, very powerful. The main thing I recall is the Suspicious Minds with Fishman sporting his cape. Good stuff. Overall, not sure the first set is worth the bother going back for a listen.
The second set on the other hand is for sure worth checking out. Besides that middle set Poor Heart, there is a great flow to the set, with a little bit of darkness/weirdness underneath the surface. I think it was a precursor to the next night.
The 2001>Bowie is the heat, with Bowie leading us down the rabbit hole, finding Fishman at the bottom as Trey sings us a story about the Dog Faced Boy. The next segment of Simple>McGrupp was again, a nice run through the rock, and the weirdness. This was my first McGrupp, so it was a shining moment of the set for me. To have that melt into Keyboard Army was very cool. Being so close to the band, it was fun to watch them do their keyboard thing, and the music added to the slightly eerie feel of the set. The old school Possums with big intro's filled with signals was icing on the cake! Me and my buddy fell down during the signal and it was funny to see people looking at us, because not a lot participated. A Life On Mars? encore! Yes, and it was magical, and a great way to send us off to Detroit.
This is a solid little show, as were most in mid-to-late October '95 on the way to Chicago.