DEAD OLD TREES

Shane did not seem any more or less coherent than the last time around.

He again relied on the set list taped to the stage in an effort to follow along, and sometimes he needed Spider to correct his song announcements:

“This is Body of an American.”
“No Shane, we just did that.”

But then you hear the lyrics to Dark Streets of London (“And every time that I look on the first day of summer/Takes me back to the place where they gave ECT”), and you think a little harder about the journey from electroconvulsive therapy to this stage on this night...