Bruford is clearly having a ball at this show as can be heard in his thoroughgoing exploration of the drumkit during Indiscipline. Mixing straight beats with tumbling rolls and arhythmic assaults, this section is so musical it’s perfectly possible to forget that whatever else it may, this is a phenomenal drum solo. There’s a really dramatic moment in the midst of Belew’s monologue when Fripp suddenly unleashes a note-hammer of the kind that augers Breathless from Exposure. Full of menace,it suddenly alters the tone of the piece up to that point. It’s gripping stuff.
A bulldozing version of Sartori In Paris takes us inevitably to a stonking version of LTIA - a candidate for one of the best of the tour this. Hurtling along at a frenetic pace, the vagaries of the audience recording picks out Levin’s stabbing bass in the early parts of the piece and the solo fuzz punctuation in the breaks erupts loud and clear. He’s especially lyrical in the first two runs around the principal theme. Clearly Bill Bruford is not the only having fun this evening. A great gig!