Lexington: $8 ticket, 21up show, big club, full crowd, moshing and stage diving. Walt and Norwood were the complete opposite from their Cinci tiredness, they looked like happy kids. No kid rock today luckily. 
The drive was 4 hours. I opened the front door about 5pm and heard someone going off on a drumset. I had to walk through all these rooms and around corners to get to the stage. the place was empty except for Angelo, you should have heard him burning on the double kick! I couldn't believe. He was having some fun with it. After a while he tried to tear himself away, but would then continue playing more.

I wore all red and painted my face again, which made it easier for him to remember me. He was certain that I was at the Obelin show, but I wasn't. AM was doin' some paperwork/writing of some kind, and I didn't see anyone else around, so I cruised around the city and got back later than I meant to because I didn't realize I'd crossed time zones during the trip. A local band was opening and Angelo was was doing autographs at the shirt table. When I was halfway through the line, AM paused his signing and looked over at me (because I guess one of the fish I'd drawn on my head told him a joke or something.) Then he saw the "fishbone" written across my neck. everyone was looking around and he just kept laughing, hilarious. I eventually brought him my setlist from the last show. He thought for a while and then added a drawing to my list. Surprisingly he asked for my phone number, and told me that since I'd traveled to see them, I'd be on the guest list for any future show!
We started talking about how I was newly 21 and the youngest one around, he seemed to be thinking back on his youth. All very exciting conversation for me, having such high regard for the man.
During the show, it was too bad they didn't stop the music in the other room, but you could really only hear it between songs. I am in awe of how much they improvise. You can easily hear huge differences in how things go just by going to 2 shows. I think I had as much fun standing & paying full attention this time, as I did dancing at the last one. Angelo played Theremin with his foot , and showed his hifi equilibrium. I was gonna try to explain something he did but it's just not gonna come out right (those who've watched the band closely will know what I mean). At the end of the set Angelo read his poem, "Ja Ja on the telephone", some of the guys came back up while Norwood rolled and smoked a J right on stage. Angelo joined him while Spacey, Deon, and J_Mcknight jammed out for a few. I was just hoping they didn't get busted before they finished playing. 

Finally to draw Walt back onto the stage, the whole rest of the band was in like a 5/4 funk-groove and fell into a chant of "Dirty Walt" every 2 measures. It eventually worked. Kinda funny, it seemed to take the full power of this funk jam out to pull Walt back.
During the encore, the club turned the light on during "Party at Ground Zero". Apparently Kentucky has to shut down at 1:00a, so we would have to miss out on a couple that I was dying to here. 
I know this is impossible, but I liked Deon as much as Fish, the only thing I miss is the occasional Fish solo.
I give this show a 15 out of 10, these are Epic nights of music!