I've always been partial to the second night of any given NYE Run, whether it be the tight cow-funk of years past (12.29.97 I'm looking at you) or the ambitious Fluffhead>YPC opener from just one year removed. The cobwebs of post-Fall Tour disintegrate into oblivion. I think most of us can relate to the anticipation of New Year's Eve, compounded with the excitement of entering The Mecca on 33rd and 8th ave. I was lucky enough to find a floor ticket for this show, just adding to the already spilling elation.

This show opens with a fantastic Free>Moma sequence, reminiscent of set 1 Brooklyn '04. Stash, BOTT, and Theme are equally welcome, but the real highlight here is the entirety of the second set. Dark, groovy, hard-hitting shit. The 40 minutes shared between CDT and Oblivion are fantastic, and the resolution into WTU? literally brought me to my knees, certainly elevated by the copious amount of party favors. MFMF got a real gritty, groovy treatment deep into the set, and was certainly not unnoticed (an incredible pairing with the mood of WTU? imho). Sand catches fire, into a well placed About to Run, and a mighty primo Hood to close the set. Lonely trip has followed me everywhere since it's debut, and forcibly grows on me with every appearance. Some textbook juxtaposition follows with a darkness-steering Carini to close another standout show from an insanely tight NYE run.