The Edge, Paolo Alto, CA
November 11, 1998
by Ron Hromoko
keep the good, leave the bad. take a few of these...
appropriately, roger linder is right at home on the mac as master
stenographer at the edge tonight. the opening rap goes a lot
smoother than last night, then the opening toons ring clear.
what a difference a day makes. todd sounds good, and more controlled
than the schlock we heard last night. the pace is slower, and the
voice is unusually stronger without a rest day.
- hammer in my heart
- tiny demons [is this tooned down also?]
some sound is uploaded when TR plays a hearty
floodlights light up the crowd upon the chorus, "Hey!"
- you've got to hide your love away
todd turns down the volume all the way on the green monster to practice
the chords [and the dance moves] before he plays an unaccompanied
we're instructed to imagine the solo as TR plays rhythm.
satan has an electric coffin tonight. it give us
is perfect with the electric piano sound.
finishes the mostly-flubless piano set. yougoboy.
TR brings out his compadres in crime: jesse gress, and for one night
only, special guest prairie prince! pp carries out a small bongo set
and some shakers, setting them up to todd's right, jesse to the left
as usual. jesse teases again with opening riff of
is played by jesse as it was saturday while todd fiddles with roger.
- open my eyes
- believe in me
usually whenever jesse gets choice, he plays
which sounds good with pp's bongos in a sort of uplugged WaT redux.
has slowed considerably since saturday. good thing. TR points a
video camera at prairie, shooting the result on a large screen to
the rear of the stage for
TR video director then moves the tripod over to shoot jesse for the
which had a notably awesome guitar solo. todd then shoots his head
from the right side looking up, singing
into the mic, making funny faces while working the veteran banana.
though the threesome looks great on front stage, the crowd is enamored
with the huge video screen watching TR move back and forth for the
ending "ay ay yay yay"s. jesse ends it prematurely.
has picked up to the tempo from WaT, thankfully. a great
ends the set proper. prairie, jesse and todd all hug on stage, then
leave roger alone typing for a few minutes [i felt like i was clapping
for roger for a second] before todd comes back with prairie only for
which everyone seems to love. enjoy the novelty when it comes to your
todd finishes knowing his limits, and that the piano has truely been
satan these past few shows. so, the takamine gets the nod for
everyone claps at the ending chorus, which todd gets into, getting low
and extending it a bit longer than usual. the guitar falls off the
back sausalito style.
everyone agreed this was a great show, orders of magnitude better than
last night. the crowd was mellow and todd-aware. TR was relaxed, perhaps
more so because of master stenographer linder's command of the mac.
todd appeared to genuinely enjoy the bossa nova accompaniment including
prairie, and having fun with the toys and instruments on stage.
...the sweeter memories
come on, pretend like you're in a lenny kravitz video