Reprinted from Views Skewed
Dsclaimer: I grew up within 40 minutes of the Connecticut casinos. I like to gamble (craps, preferred). I know Mohegan Sun well, but I never have seen a show there. To see my hometown casino filled with deadheads was, as my friend so eloquently put it, “like two worlds colliding”. Yes, it was, to say the least.
Preshow: Gamble (video poker, craps, up $57 bucks). My friends and I split up, they go off to section 16, I’m in 112– nosebleeds. Had a full on view of the stage, reminding me Radio City, but… not quite. Mohegan Sun holds about 9500 people, compared to about 6,000 at Radio City.
Set 1: I was wandering around, seat jumping, wanting to get down to my buddies. Did the side-step with the security guards for most of the first set. My friends were seated down where a Security-Nazi was on the loose, and kinda killin’ the vibe for me a bit.
They teased the Other One again. I’m sensing a theme here. Tennessee Jed was fun, good, solid, but Memphis Blues twisted into some sweet reggae grooves. It was nice to hear them expand the jam repertoire. Pride of Cucamonga, I love that song, makes me do a little jig with a smile on my face. It was a good one, nicely done Phil
Set Break: My friend told me we could go out and gamble if we brought our ticket out to get scanned. Um, gamble? Me? Heh, I led us out the doors. Walked through the maze that is Mohegan to find a craps table. Once we found it, it proceeded to suck us dry and fast. Said “enough, mercy!”, and we went back into the arena.
Assessment: First set was ok. I feel a bit biased from RCMH but the first set was solid. Felt like they could’ve picked up the pace more for my tastes, but a great time was had by all. The crowd was happy, smiling, dancing and singing. The place was packed, considering the weather and the snow.
Author’s note: Bobby wore his man-pris again. Same color too as at Radio City. I also saw him sporting them at a Scaring the Children show last October. They look comfortable enough. As I said to my friends, “It’s all good Bobby – the dukes shouldn’t come out before May.”
The Man to Woman ratio at Mohegan: 6:1 Compared to Wednesday’s 8:1, I can’t find an analysis to come up with discrepancy. More chicks in CT, I guess.
Set 2: Bertha. Love that song. Place erupted in song. It’s kind of cool to look around and see around you clapping and dancing. We slid into a really beautiful He’s Gone. Mississippi was great, John was noodling.
Then…there…was…drums. I haven’t heard a drums from Furthur, at all. Not at Hammerstein, not at Radio City. I hadn’t seen it posted anywhere before but.. there it was. I totally perked up from my bouncy Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo mode. This and the reggae stuff excited me for more shows to come. Summer tour dates were released that morning. Killer.
They also did a mini-space. It was right at that time when I was saying to myself, “wow this is really spacey — could it be…?” when they went into King Solomon’s Marbles. Yeah, it was good. Jeff and those keys. Yeah. Good stuff. They teased the Other One again, but I am now onto their teasing scheme, so I didn’t get too excited. I held back. A roaring U. S. Blues ended the first night of a casino run, and my checkbook thanks you greatly. As do I. Solid show. Definitely.
Other One (Verse 1), Alligator, Tennessee Jed
Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again
Pride of Cucamonga, El Paso, Foolish Heart
Women Are Smarter
Bertha, Good Lovin’, He’s Gone
Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo
Drums, King Solomon’s Marbles
Standing On The Moon, Other One (Verse 2)
The Eleven, Sugar Magnolia
Encore: U.S. Blues