I was fortunate enough to get stubbed down to the floor for 2/28/2003 at Nassau Coliseum. This was my third and final show of the northeast run, hitting up NJ and Philly also. Birds got the show off in a great way, being played right on the mark and sprinting with energy.

When I think of what came next, I am reminded of Holmdel, NJ on 6/29/2000. The chant for Destiny Unbound fell on deaf ears that night and instead we were blasted with an angry Birds of a Feather instead. Well, this night, the Birds came first and then BAM!!! Destiny Unbound. Flawless, awesome, will never forget.

I love Horn, they can play that for five minutes of any show I'm at.

Bathtub Gin delivered and then some.

Some people consider the Back on the Train from this show the best version ever, and they are correct.

Bouncing was a fun but necessary breather for the band considering all of the shredding bliss they had just laid down on us for most of the the set.

Walls of the Cave was a welcomed repeat for me. It was jammed to incredible peaks and differently then three nights before at the Spectrum. The first set was Dyn-O-Mite!!!

I will always associate the second set opening Tweezer with an unfortunate event that occurred to me during the first minute of the song. A friend of a friend passed along a nice piece of glass with something good inside. Upon lighting, I fried my thumb with a powerful blue flame, not from an ordinary lighter but a butane torch instead. I had a nice blister on my thumb for a week, but I consider that a necessary sacrifice to the gods in order to witness the relentless Tweezer that unfolded before my eyes.

After a half-an-hour of AMAZING Tweezer, the band dropped gears into a wonderful version of Soul Shakedown Party. Bowie emerged from the reggae and lit us up for twenty minutes of excellence. Round Room is such a bizarre song, in a really good way, and I was very happy to hear this show up in the second set. Harry Hood was beautiful and amazing.

I was surprised with the Contact encore, I figured they would have saved it for sometime in the second set of North Carolina. They played it perfectly. Being a tequila guy, I was really glad to hear Mexican Cousin. At that point in my life, I was waiting tables at a really cool restaurant in Atlantic Highlands, NJ called Copper Canyon, which had 112 different kinds of tequila to offer. This was definitely my jam. Tweezer Reprise brought the house down. GREAT SHOW.