All i know is i kept turning to people around me and making eye contact, then exchanging HUGE ear-to-ear grins after and before nearly each song. It was like we were stealing something from the collective, numb, inconsiderate, ignorant society that only we knew existed, we saw the flow. Each tune that was played last night was a vesicle that was allowing us each to rise above our own petty existence, if just for a night. PHiSH reminds us to live and last night was not a subtle reminder but a Hose down, slap- up-side-your head.
The Tweezer hosed us down...
God Bless the PHiSH.