-> in from "MFMF", with quotes carrying over. Less than two minutes into this section and the effects are engaged and a dissonant, atonal excursion takes hold, undercut (or overscored) with more knife chanting. Trey becomes more musical while simultaneously driving the psychedelic conversation. The music winds down and, as if one, the band finds a theme which they work to a satisfying peak before > for "C

> from "Fuego". Replete with teases and even a "Wu-Tang forever!" shoutout from Trey. The jam starts typically upbeat before the tempo is slowed way down, at times sounding like the band has gone fully back into "Fuego". The jam picks back up steam again before > into "Everything's Right".

Takes a different path from most recent versions, passing through twinkling bliss into pulsing, synth-heavy turbulence.

Phenomenally executed, the play is packed with treats, including "Buffalo Bill" quotes over the intro, quaint Trey and Page duo action, a carefully considered yet action-packed build, and a full-band lead. This culminates with almost three minutes of high-octane "Hood" peaking. Simply breathtaking.

A typically jaunty, groovy improvisation makes a break for more pastoral, psychedelic territories around the 6:30 mark. With Fishman's pocket remaining constant and ever rock-solid, Trey, Page and Mike's particularly funky affected tones help to create an intoxicatingly textural dance party, before the "Oblivion" closing section emerges to close it out.

When Fish is this on, "Tube" need not 'jam' to be deemed notable. Special version, however, with Trey, picking through a number of notes, teasing The Dead Milkmen, and driving the improvisation in a number of fun, quirky, directions. This before leading the band into a really cool extended full-band passage, featuring Page on his piano, before leaning into one of summer's finest full-blown astral solos. They hit the change. And then run for the "Roses." Awesome.

As if taking a deep breath from a huge "Tube", the band breaks from a banging rendition of the song, proper, and crashes into a powerful jam, featuring impassioned play from all four. Trey adds just enough by way of melodic variation, trilling, and sonic sustain before > for a mighty "Maze".

A massive extended dance party, Sally here makes a gorgeous racket that does not bother with vocal jams nor swerve from its intended purpose keeping the bodies bumping in Boulder and launching a stadium size celebration capped by peaks that sustain the energy deep into the second set.