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Set 2. Lights down, everyone juiced and here comes the first strummed chords of Terrapin to open the 2nd set. I mean there was no get ready, no warm-up—just right into the meat, the heart of darkness. Gotta say it, I only saw one Terrapin 2nd set opener and that was from the same Philly run as stated earlier—11/6/79 and that was a 4-song 2nd set---Terrapin/Playin/Drums/Black Peter/Good Lovin, with a big dose of Feedback thrown in--pretty heavy duty. This was to be Heavy Duty. When Terrapin opens the set, get ready. So here we are right into Terrapin, no messin around. And it was strong. They were crackin on the buildup and the breaks and the whistle and guitars were Screamin. And so was the walll to wall Kirby. What a joy. Playin followed and although it was short, any Playin is welcome. I got the next one wrong. I figured Playin/Uncle Johns, so when Shakedown materialized out of Playin, it was perfect. Three biggies and the mass singalong was on. Shakedown to open a set is always cool. But Shakedown outta a jam/space is freakin bullseye. Shakedown ripped. Totally unexpected. But what was was even more unexpected was Skip coming front and center again and blasting out the Bands Dont Do it. If anyone saw this comin, well come on down. What a freakin foursome. Drums and a much needed rest followed. The rest of the show would simply have been gravy, a long encore but DSO not only wasn't finished, they were kinda just getting started again. I mean the energy in the Kirby was sick. And the band was riding the audience wave. St stephen came out of space and then well what did we do to deserve these treats. Stephen was followed by a truly beautiful and tear-drop moment—Can't Find My Way Home in the perfect after drums slot. This song, which was only being played for the 2nd time, was pitch perfect and a real gem. Such a gorgeous tune and Lisa nailed it. I mean the hits, the highlights just kept on coming. Can't Find My Way Home is one of the truly great songs of the American Songbook. And this was perfect. Really amazing. What a moment. And let me just say for future DSO goers, if LIsa deems to bless you with Home, thank your lucky stars. It's a special night. When the band went into the notes for Playin Reprise well I said, what a showl We're done and no one would have been upset because of what we were gifted. Man was I wrong. The band came to a complete stop after Playin Reprise but didnt leave the stage, took a beat and then hit the intro notes into one of Jerry's prettiest songs evah—Comes a Time. Let me just back up one mo time and say this: St Stephen/Can't FInd My Way Home/Playin Reprise, Comes a Time. Holy Smokes Batman. What a foursome. Pinch me. It was almost unreal. Comes A Time is simply one of the most beautiful songs ever written. Jeff brought it home and they finished up with a rockin and appropriate Not Fade. Let it Rock was the real encore icing on the cake. It was close to midnight and we were all waisted and needed to find our way home or back to the Best Western next door. A couple of hours later I looked out the window from our hotel facing the Kirby and saw that the Band's bus and the Roadie Truck were packed up and gone. And I felt a twinge of sadness that they were no longer there. Were they ever there at all. Oh Yeah, were they ever. And remember only love can fill. Only love can fill. And there was so much love on this night, on this weekend. Thanks DSO. Thanks Wilkes Barre.