Whereas previous nights on this tour had led to some sections of the audience to voice their scepticism about what Fripp was doing, the folks down Mexico way (10,000 of them in fact)seemed a tad more supportive.
One JS/SV fan by the name of Jenarom “got” what Robert was doing and perhaps why he was on the tour. “He absolutely does what he likes, the way he likes it, and doesn't have to try and be like Joe or Steve. The audience was very supportive.”
Fripp himself notes in his diary that “The audience in this town is one of the best in the world. I enjoyed this evening's Soundscapes: a strong sound from where I was sitting.”
Clocking in at just over 21 minutes, this is a short set compared to previous Fripp-related assaults on innocent G3 shred-ready ears. Yet there’s something different going on in here. The ethereal, pensive atmospheres created by the strings rumble with a darker, industrial undertow, especially in Paradise Lost.
A bite-sized chunk of other-worldly goodness for those with busy lifestyles.