This was my first west coast show and only my fourth overall. I flew out from Des Moines and met my girlfriend there. We had good seats near the front with a great view. It was the first time I saw the band clearly as a gestalt that presented as a giant glittery rainbow colored UFO jukebox. It was if the whole band was a singular instrument and the individual players were gone. Looking back, it was a decent show. The “turn on a dime” transition from Uncle John’s Band into Estimated Prophet is worth a listen.