I woke up this morning Normal!

The Pen had been on the shelves so that was a bit of a surprise. I wasn't sure how the band was going to react to our recent behavior, and the fiasco's we were creating? At this point in the tour, we were becoming a treacherous fan base. It was annoying, I had been indirectly tearing gassed in Memphis, by folks running in blinded, asking for help. Tear gas is like an airborne virus. If you go near a victim that needs help, you'll need help, etc. I didn't even help, I just saw the pattern begin and still had to think about my eyes for half the first set. I guess there was another problem outside Redbird (I did not see or feel that one?) Whatever, gladly the energy was not affected. THE SAND MEDLEY truly is one to grow on. Tier 1 Sand ! The first set doesn't really stand out, I remember the Jesus is rather energetic. Set II is another Tale. We could feel it soon as Ghost > Sample went sideways, and bliss was inevitable. Then as they do so well, they were not revealing all the cards. The Wedge (mid-Set II, luv it?) was delicate and well executed (when isn't it?). I Felt like this Wedge is going places and it did, as we found ourselves leaning into a funk Bag (AGAIN MEDLEY IS NAILS!) As we found our energy, it seemed it couldn't have been better. ! Then as the bag funk slowed into a reggae style, we knew what that was (rotation and troubles had us anticipating a Makisupa). Time to remember we had been bad, policeman time and (I think