This was the 3rd and final show we saw on this tour, and by far, it was the most loose. The sound was all over us, crawling on us and all over our bodies like some sort of moss, and all over the walls there were droplets of liquid sound, all of the songs filled every crevice and corner of that room, there was no escaping it. We sat there completely dumbfounded and enlightened. I could not take my eyes off Chino, I was staring right at him the entire time, and every time he was about to sing something into the mike I could feel the hair on my arms stick straight up out of primal fear. It was like he was shooting us with his voice, and on "Cherry Waves" when he does that big octave jump in the chorus, it was like being hit with a cannonball right in the middle of my forehead. My girlfriend and her brother both noticed that the crowd was almost transfixed and pastoral. There was some guy in the parking lot passing out flyers and distributing papers, when he looked at me as we walked away I fekt like that guy in Jacob's Ladder, and we were all attending some quasi-religious service where we were all going to be transormed into a bunch of clone soldiers of sound. Anyway, great shows. This was a much more unusual show than the other two (Detroit and Grand Rapids) but to be honest, it was one of the better nights in terms of a groove.