Lately my mind keeps returning to this Lambchop performance of "Give It" during the 2009 XX Merge event at Cat's Cradle in Carrboro, North Carolina.
Each individual player soloing and spazzing out in his own way, and yet all of one mind, one sound, one purpose. Like lava spitting from a volcano and funneling downstream. Like a cloud of sparrows erupting from a chimney en masse. Like the planets circling around the sun. An implausible and imperfect form of perfection.
It really is just such a beautiful thing to behold.
Anyway, Phil...that's what I was trying to say earlier today while we were stuffing our faces with burgers and tuna melts at Russell's in Pasadena.