When Jerry forgets the first line of the first song of the show (Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo – the title is the most difficult thing about it), you know you’re going to be in for an interesting night. When the second song is Franklin’s Tower, more lyrical problems are coming, and, sure enough, Jerry mixes up the verses with aplomb. The rest of this first set coasts by with minimal issues, and Bird Song even manages to rise up pretty high, considering the beginning. Still, by halftime, this show is pretty standard.
Most of the second set is fine – nothing to write about in detail, but nothing you’re going to regret hearing. The one exception is Estimated Prophet, a 17 minute spaced-out mind-warp of a tune that goes so far afield that I wondered if the boys had skipped Drums and plopped right into Space. This is the real deal, folks. Listen to it. Oh, yeah, this is only the second Crazy Fingers since 1976 – it was busted out a week earlier in Ventura. It isn’t as sloppy as you’d expect, but it won’t peal your eyelids back, either. It’s just that kind of night.