Subject:    it was all right to dream
     Date:        Wed, 06 Aug 1997
     From:        damon jonnier

place: cat's cradle, chapel thrill, nc
date: aug 5 1997

  once again those weeners have left a crowd devastated 
by the high tides of the Poopship Destroyer.  the cat's 
cradle is a pretty good place to see a show- not too big 
and not too small, maybe holds around 1000.  i can't 
imagine ween playing anywhere larger, i think the HORDE 
section of the tour will be queer.

  anyway the opening band was lame once again; i think 
they were called the sand frisbees or something.  i played 
pole position and moon patrol in the bar while they were on.  
i wish elektra would have shelled out for an opening band 
of ween's choosing for the tour.  maybe some BS2000?  
Trans Am? or more Boredoms collaboration?  that would 
have made for a much more interesting show.

  anyways, right around 11 the lights went down and the 
weenpeople hit the stage.  the place was full of Heads 
who were mighty appreciative of the golden tones of What 
Deaner Was Talking About, which opened it all up.

  deaner and gener seemed to be in a decent mood, they 
said they were glad people finally showed up for their 
chapel hill show.  they said they had played there 4 or 5 
times before but nobody came then.  this show was of 
course sold out.

  much of the show mimicked the charlestone show and 
others- Freedom of 76 and the Hindu intro to Finger were 
highlights, as was Richard Smoker which got the crowd 
moving.  they played a stripped-down Buckingham Green 
after saying, "here's a little bit of english Rock."
Awsum Sound was Fuckin Awsum.  Deaner knows how 
to set the shit down baby!  go deaner!

  She Wanted To Leave and Sketches of Winkle were 
other tasty treats of the first set; people kept on calling 
for more FREEBIRD or GNR, but our wishes were not 
granted this time around. 

  the second set/encore section featured TAMMY 
following the general theme of Baby Bitch, which was a 
tender old nugget of weenocrity.  Captain Fantasy 
stopped in for a moment, Big Jilm was wheelin and a 
dealin, and at one point gener stepped up to the mic 
acoustic and started ripping off an unbelievable 
OLD MAN (neil young for those who don't know).  it 
was insanely on the mark, but poppa gene was afraid to 
sing the words.  later when i was driving home, OLD MAN 
came on the radio and that made me wonder if there is 
some great celestial force out there or what.  

  Anyway!  buenos tardes amigo was enchanting and they 
even busted into some Roses Are Free, which was 
extra-sparkly for the chapel hill crowd.  
You Fucked Up-->Reprise closed the show at a rather 
early 1:30 (considering they rocked until 3 in charleston).  
gener came back out later and someone gave him a WEEN 
cape which he paraded around the stage.  

  all in all a very brown and delicious show.  all hail the 
almighty boognish!  

love,
disco dan