"I'm floating down a river, Oars freed from their holes long ago, Lying face up on the floor of my vessel, I marvel at the stars, And my heart overflows, Further down the river . . . "

It is approx. 10:30AM post-concert, and I'd like to say that it was amazing!

We walked out of the train station to greet the heat of the city sun. As we got closer to the venue we could see the white tent that would encapsulate us soon enough. We walked through the gates and there were so many people excited for the show.

The first band up was Township. They played heavy stuff, and were the
unsung heros of the openers. Next, was a band of old-school
rockers--Texas roadhouse style--called "Black Rebel Motorcycle Club."
These guys played old-school Gibson-E355 hollowbodies and other
assorted Jazz guitars revved up with heavy gain for hard classic rock
style riffs over a psychotic drum beat. After them, a band called The
Bravery stepped up, and performed well. These guys were my favorite of
the openers. The last opener to shine his really flashy costume was
one of the original Jane's Addiction, and Porno for Pyros front-man,
Perry Farrel got on stage running around effeminetaly all over the
place exclaiming things like, "It's so nice to be here! You know, we
just started touring with Incubus. This is our first week, and we've
already been kicked out of a show for being drunk! . . . So far,
there's been a lot of drinkin', f***in', and other things we can't say
right now! OOOH YEAH KIDS!" They played a lot of classics like
"Tahitian Moon." They were very entertaining to say the least.

" . . . Further down the river, Two weeks without my lover, and I'm in this boat alone. Floating down a river named emotion. Will I make it back to shore? Or, drift into the unknown? Further down the river . . ."

Incubus came on stage in a whirlwind with their song "Quicksand."
Every person in the crowd was standing, singing, and moving throughout
the show. I personally was doing all of those plus singing. The
atmosphere by the time "Kiss to Send Us Off" played, was electric. The
band was so energized by us all. I've never seen them play so
passionately.

Jose Pasillas's percussive beats, accented by his high-hats and pulsing bass drum surged his sonic sound waves through our bodies. Ben Kenney played a tight bass buzzing the crowd from his low weaving progressions to high-end sped up solos during "Sick Sad Little World." Michael Einziger dazzled the crowd with his styling arpeggios and innovative effects like his famous reverbs, delays, loops, phasers, and flangers. His Fender Jazzman/Jaguar rang true. To everyone's suprise, during the last song of the evening, Mikey played a Chinese Pipa in an exotic rendition of "Aqueous Transmission". His modest stance and nodding full-head-of hair kept the beat along with his playing. D.J. Kilmore layed out some new sounds from his turn-tables to accent the band. His fills enrich the sound in a unique, fresh mix of tones. Of the band, I believe Kilmore is the unsung hero. He is the backbone to all of the songs. Brandon Boyd hypnotized the women, and even the guys out there with his flowing gyrations. His voice encompassed us all, as we sang with him through all of the songs. Unlike some singers, his art flows through his entire body, not just the upper portion. Brandon's impressive playing of darbukas, djembe's, and various shakers, and guitar proved moreso his musical and artistic prowess than his notoriety for sheer stage presence.

I have never witnessed the amount of passion and drive these men displayed last night.

After a full set and more, they came out after five
minutes of us all screaming for them. They played a nice three song
encore with a very special tune--that they never play live--"Aqueous

Transmission" to end what was an amazing show. Each bandmember, one at a time, left the stage setting their instrument down waving goodbye as the eight minute song came to a relaxing and soft end.

We left our show in an ocean of people, all smiling, all calm, and all
polite and kind! We took a little stroll through Boston, to get back
to South Station for the train ride home.

I was taken away to some ethereal void surreal in its whisking me away. I became the music, as much as it was for us all. The last song hit-home--right to my core. I teared up during that one.

I really needed that show. It soothes my mind.

"Further down the river, Maybe we could meet again further down the river, and share what we've both discovered, and revel in the view. Further down the river . . ."

-Chris