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Review by aybesea
Blossom is one of my all time favorite venues. It is positively gorgeous, acoustically wonderful, and friendly as anything. The last two times I was here, Jerry & the Boys pulled out Cryptical and Mr. Fantasy. Like I said, a personal fav. And the surrounding Cuyahoga Valley National Park is an amazing backdrop to the festivities. Do yourself a favor and catch a show here.
Anyway, having followed the couch tour prior to Blossom, I caught the jams at Atlanta, the recital in Alabama, and the dance shows in Nashville and Starlight (another of my all time favorite venues)... so I figure that we might just be looking at a killer show. I had no absolutely idea what was in store, and just how good this show would be.
Set 1 started strangely with a dark, moody Ocean. It was short but a breath of fresh air as an opener. Then the band seemed (to me) to try to find a groove... a short My Sweet One and a super short Wilson. 20 minutes in and already 3 songs... I wasn't too enthusiastic. But Timber was the first song to find a groove. Not a killer, but certainly a strong performance. Then came Roses... and a good Roses at that with a shout to Ween. Very tasty... maybe we were gonna get there.
Next came a very average Rift and I thought we were back to a very average show. But it was the filthy funk from Page in Moma Dance that started to break this show loose. It's not super long, but they crushed it. Ginseng Sullivan drove the crowd crazy and everybody danced around. Wingsuit was fine (I'm not a huge fan), but It's Ice started to really get out there. We were swirling by the end of that jam. I figured it was the set closer so I was shocked when we got a huge Gin. I walked off to the bathroom with everyone else asking "what the hell just happened?"
Set 2 started off with a rollicking CDT, and it seemed that it would wrap up at the 6:00 mark or so... but then came the jam. This was gorgeous... swirling and melodic and flawlessly leading to a monster Tweezer. This was an old school Tweezer. 20 minutes of melt your face Tweezer. Set 2 was seriously cranking.
When the band brought it down at 15 minutes and started to noodle away, the whole crowd exploded... we got Lizards! And it was a beautiful, light, airy Lizards. The night was a success... I was happy I made the drive. But wait...
Makisupa was a super, much needed, "let's catch our breath" song. And then, late in the second set, Ghost! And it was a really good Ghost. I suddenly realized that I was at a serious monster show. They were crushing it!
Into Harry Hood... a wonderful, peak filled Hood. A rip your face off Hood. It just couldn't get better, could it? Yes it could! TWEEPRISE... WOOHOO!
GTBT was a great cap to a stellar night. This is the single best 3.0 show I've ever witnessed... hell, it was right up there with some of the 1.0 shows. It was a classic for the ages. I walked out saying (as were many others), "Did I just see what I think I saw?" The soundboards confirmed it!
Do yourself a huge favor and listen to this show. And for those others of you who were there... SMILE, SMILE, SMILE!