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Review by Stumpy
I remember just hopping in my car with my girlfriend and trying to find the "E" center. We didn't have tickets, but after years of always getting one in the lot when needed, we figured it would be ok. We arrive at the venue and the lot was just dead. Like almost nobody was there. I almost thought that they cancelled the show for some reason. Anyway, we just head up to the box office and bought a few lower bowl tickets. Showtime!
We get into the venue and it's super empty. (Up until this point, I don't know if I'd ever attended a show that wasn't sold out, or at least super close.) The floor was pretty empty, so we snuck our way down and introduced ourselves to a few new neighbors. I don't think we even got to 50% capacity, but the show went on. I remember first set being pretty chill. The acoustic Driver and Bittersweet Motel were a cool touch. Trey told the cool story about hanging out with Mike at an open-mic the previous night at the Dead Goat Saloon and chilling with some locals from SLC.
Second set gets going and I remember the YEM was super fun. (Memory check... I remember some glow sticks flying around during the YEM vocal jam, and Trey caught one out of the air and everyone cheered. Did that happen?)
Anyway, HARPUA! Usually that means some fun hijinx and silly cover song. When the heartbeat kicks in and the Speak to Me crescendo happens, I lost my shit. DSOTM is one of my fave's, and its what I wanted for Halloween '94. It probably wasn't until On The Run that we all really knew that we were getting the whole thing. Was it a little sloppy at times? Yeah, well who fucking cares. It was a moment.