It was difficult to recall whether this was 1989 or 1990 from this distance in time. Luckily, a wee board dl from etree helped jog the memory. The Tree was sort of a dump, but hey, we sat in a booth right behind Fishman. By the end of the night, 80% of the room was filled with familiar northern New England faces from all walks of our lives–summer, high school, college, wandering. Burlington and Portsmouth scenes meeting Portland. Cool.

As was always the case in those days, this show was LOUD. I'm talking about ear-ringing-this-is-the-last-concert-on-planet-earth-loud. We bought a round for the band (Mexican cousin variety), and laughed, danced, jumped around and had a generally rollicking good time. The sidewalk scene between sets was gabby, and despite the January night, the Tree was steamy hot inside. Divided Sky was always my highlight back then, and this one rocks.

Was it really 21 years ago? That's hard to believe. Well, when I consider our energy levels then compared to now, I guess it is believable.