Everest mountaintop masterwork - it's amazing the contrast between sets on this one, how pleasantly sort of *blah* the first hour is, and how bug-out AWESOME they render themselves here - the five tunes pre-drums are calibrated with the perfect amount of jam, and just perk your ears up for the jam that emerges from the Rhythm Devils - this thing is a monstrous, frightening wonder - Phil's Other One windup sets the groundwork for a truly no-holds-barred exploration of this movement - they are NOT f'ing around wit this one! Set 2 - ahhhhhh, now, *here* are the goods - one long, giant, gorgeous, 5-star, Mt. Nothing really *wrong* here, but this one goes right down the sink and leaves nothing behind. I'd like to say there would be a keeper from this one, but there really isn't. Set 1 is a mild, 3-star, well-played but thoroughly unremarkable hour. I’m very thankful to have found this recording. The band scoped out the resignation point of the building and masterfully used that old basketball gymnasium like another instrument, it was beautiful. This had the security completely freaked but they either were too afraid or not willing to make the effort to intervene. Somehow the powers that be decided that the floor of the Alley needed seating which kinda cramped our style so a small group started a kind of conga line which eventually turned into a continuous line of undulating bodies that surrounded the seating area (basketball court) then we just piled the chairs up in the back of the room and made us a dance floor.

Alligator Alley was a small intimate venue and the tribe was stomping the grounds that night. It has always been one of my favorite shows out of many. So I guess it would be safe to say that this show was my daughter’s first concert. My wife was 5 months pregnant when we gathered with some friends for this show.

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