Set 1.

chalk dust: fluent and high energy. a blast right off the bat. this jam begins hot, meanders and slides around for a while and eventually starts to break through to deep space. Unfortunately, the ending is botched during the transition to bathtub, and it turns into a sloppy outro.

bathtub: a seriously fuckin rockin intro, a monster slop-fest from the get-go, page tears this song to shreds, as trey rocks against the current for a while, and its as though he is just slapping his guitar to a violent rhythm; a strained uphill battle. Meanwhile, mike and fish keep the jam from decaying and maintain the flow coherent. the jam segment struggled to dissolve into type II status (to me), and it hovers at verge of breaking through, a true struggle from start to finish.

jim: a surprisingly smooth transition from the flailing bathtub jam. from head to toe a solid and short jim.

walls: one of my personal fav versions, of one my personal fav songs. it staggers and stumbles along, with an exceptionally eerie beat (even for walls standards). the second jam segment gets intense and culminates into an enormous slap to the face. the intensity wavers and slips around through the cosmos and, for me, becomes a lucid experience.

cup: a nice tight cutesy bow to wrap this beautiful pile of slop.

set 1 tl;dr:
the meat and potatoes; chalk dust, bathtub, and walls are a sloppy heaping pile of transcendent jamming, with a loving cup filler tossed in to please the masses.