Homages! Omens! No nods? No boding?

This was fun to read, thank you.
Reading along with the setlist last night, I imagined a bunch of drunk, sunburned gringos falling asleep in the sand. When I listened to it this morning, I was really surprised by the delicate beauty in the shafty/plasma mashup, the deft segues into no man’s and weekapaugh, and just how well “drift while you’re sleeping” continues to come off live.
These Mexico shows usually don’t deliver a ton to fawn over; the whole show was an unexpected treat.