I really think of it as the quintessential Fred show of its time. The venue, the (old) grog shop was a small hole-in-the-wall stick-floored rock club. When they came, they came hard, producing some intensely prolific music in this space. The energy between the band and the crowd in this club is nearly tangible on the tapes - which being onstage, produce an fine sounding recording of this evening in March. The Lovejoy sets the tone for the evening. Executed flawlessly with incredible tone, this Lovejoy is probably my favorite ever. Son of Jah simply rages - some scary freak-out 2002 Fred for sure. Hunter Gatherer continues the break-neck in-your-face slamdown, cowbell in full force, crowd screaming in ecstacy....ah, the Grog! Hover gives us a slight breather, lifting the crowd above the sticky beer soaked floor, floating on level w.the band on their 3inch stage. Launching into FourthAye sweat flies through the smoked filled room. This is what its all about folks. Brians hair bobbing a foot from your face, Reed wailing, Jah - oh Jah. Their newfound (relativly) drummer. Now together for a decent stint, the band now shines like a brand new car whose engine has worn into its prime form. YEEEHAAAW. I'd go on, but you have to get the point. Oh, maybe my fav. muppets ever! Throwdown city. Download yourself and see what I am talking about!!!