A little birdie had told me in Deerfield
the goods may be delivered in Bethel,
that bird really knew what he was talking
about. The show experience has many
spokes--venue, dance space, company,
headspace, setlist--last night pegged the
needle on all of them. Call out sick to work,
Chase the primal. The 69 in Wilmington
disguised itself well during the first set,
Friend of Mine second set opener the clincher.
This one did not disguise. After a China>Rider
opener, the Schoolgirl clearly announced the
ride we were in for. The keystone of the show
the beautifully crafted first set elective chock
full of primal, deep cuts, Cryptical sandwich sans
Other One, the emotional rollercoaster of
Death Don't>Dancin', and a hammer down Viola
to close the set. We had a great group behind
the soundboard enjoying life affirming music
with the backdrop of a perfect summer evening
in upstate NY. Set Break.