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Review by Mr_Bungle
My best friend in the world was named Katie (RIP)and while we were both bummed it got absorbed into MOMA there was a brief time in that magical Fall 1997 tour that BEK was a singular beast. Seeing the debut was something we all crave from Phish after we get some shows under our belt: the "what the f--k are the playing right now???!!??" moment that eludes us more and more as time goes on and we read the book from prologue to appendix.
This was a pimp-slap blast of otherworldly funk that caused a massive outbreak of bad white person dancing and good white person smiling alongside the confused eyebrows and wavering pens of setlist takers throughout the curtained off, surprisingly intimate Thomas & Mack.
I remember calling my roommates from a payphone (1997!!!) immediately after the show to give them the full report and not knowing how to describe this funk blob that came from out of nowhere. RIP BEK, RIP Katie Mae, may you both live on in MOMA Dance for infinity and beyond....