Frost highlights include:

The sound bouncing off of the old stone upstage wall, the grass, the people, the band ?

Animal opener = pure joy

California Magic went from euphoria to jazz club darkness.

Silver Rising was slowed down and ethereal. We all shape shifted. Oooooowoooooh!!!

Fish in the Sea haunts me, even now. 

Arrow cleared the skies. 

Autumn Crossing was a rite of passage. Best of the three Autumn Crossings I've caught live. (I played the album every day for 40 days after my mom died this August. Might have created a tear in the matrix, plus my show mates, Kevin, Tom, and Jessie bring good luck to Goose set lists.) 

Hungersite was perfectly placed and poignant, and then...

...Empress, ah, she was a beaut'...

They turned it up to 11. Whole show had a heavy metal leitmotif. 

Trevor played this gentle and pretty bass solo in a space between sonic booms.

Ricky was in the zone - smiling/ allowing the spirit to run through, dear Peter rocked a keys jam and thanked Colorado - quickly corrected to California, Jeff was biking on campus earlier in the day and reliably genius in his playhouse by nightfall, and rhythm virtuoso Cotter's dressing like a Vermont version of Elton John alongside the strapping lads.

A night for the ages.  

Then I returned home late Sunday to the wreckage of Helene and all that remains too. My cell phone not working, so many having passed or missing, trees downed, roads in pieces, people leaving their homes because they've no power or water. Much at arm's length, but close enough to bring me to my knees. 

Life, man, we be.

I'm grateful for all of it. Feeling supernaturally blessed. 

I made a game day decision to see Goose. I have been holding this ticket to Frost, and feeling like it was a sign within nature's majesty. 

Plus, I knew I'd see old friends and have a transcendental experience, which is a glorious notion. 

Carried my Greyrocks crew in my heart too. ????☔️☀️