In Concert: Sea Wolf

This show was sooooooooooooo good. Dramatic and intense and thick and layered. Cascades of sound. LOVED it. I listened to almost nothing but this album all of December and most of January; I was so happy to hear it live.
Other than the 6’2″ dude in front of us wiping out (passed out? fell? who knows?) — and causing me to fear for my safety in my summer dress up chunky high sandals (like if he falls any closer to me, I might break an ankle trying to get out of his way!) — and then being carried out by his friends in a big commotion it was a great night.
And bonus: the hilarious byplay between the tattooed, muscle-y lead guitarist (as opposed to lead vocalist) and the skinny, 12-teen bassist. For ex., every time the bassist had to shake the tambourine, the lead guitarist would keep looking over and smirking at him like “Ha ha young’un’, you’re stuck with the tambourine!” I thought I might be imagining the whole thing but then TL leaned over and said “Are you catching the teasing going on up there?” Oh yeah, it made them even cuter.