Throughout this gig the band clearly own every inch of the stage and that towering sense of confidence informs each track.
Though they’d been flying the previous evening in New Jersey, NYC was treated to two nights of truly fiery performances where the group let go of any inhibitions.
Indiscipline captures this perfectly: Bruford swings a wrecking-ball of a solo, almost dislodging the pulse of the intro, whilst Fripp takes furious swipes that would knock a heavyweight sideways. Whilst their enthusiasm occasionally gets in the way, it’s hard not to smile as the audience join in with Ade’s monologue.
Discipline messes with the space/time continuum, whilst Neil And Jack And Me showcases the animation and effusiveness for which Belew is rightly praised – his work throughout this gig is pretty astonishing stuff.
Buyer beware: an otherwise superb version of The Sheltering Sky cuts out at about 8.50 foreshortening the dazzling climax. However, the presence and passion of the group redeem and transcend the bootleg origins of this show.
Please note that this concert has been pitch-corrected since the comments listed below.