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2005-03-30 New York, NY | Bowery Ballroom

(with Sean Lennon opening)

Recorded by pattivill:
intro
Ain't No Cover
interlude
Edit with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello
interlude
Ode to Divorce with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello
interlude
Loveology with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello
interlude
Blue Lips with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello
interlude
Ghost of Corporate Future with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello
interlude
Hero + Bartender with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello for "Hero"
interlude
Rejazz
interlude
Pound of Flesh
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Baby Jesus
interlude
Ave Maria
interlude
Sailor Song
interlude
"begin to hope"
interlude
Après Moi
interlude
Prisoners
interlude
Summer in the City
interlude
Time Is All Around
interlude
Somedays
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Poor Little Rich Boy
interlude
The Flowers
interlude
"open"
interlude
Silly Eye-Color Generalizations
interlude
Samson
interlude
Hotel Song with Chris Kuffner and Ben Kalb on backing vocals
interlude
Your Honor with Chris Kuffner on bass, Ben Kalb on cello, Elliot Jacobson on drums, and Andy Graziano on guitar
interlude
That Time
interlude
Bobbing for Apples
interlude
Reginasaurus
closing

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2005-02-03 New Haven, CT | Toad's Place

2005-01-26 Los Angeles, CA | Hotel Cafe

2005-01-21 New York, NY | Bowery Ballroom

(opening for Mates of State)
Recorded by Mister Crimson
Carbon Monoxide
Pound of Flesh
Poor Little Rich Boy
Genius Next Door
Bobbing for Apples
The Flowers
"open" This was the song's debut, if I'm not mistaken
Us
Samson
Fidelity Also the debut for this one (not counting The Next Big Thing, recorded before but broadcast after this show)
Uh-merica

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"open" (title unknown)

Written by: regina spektor

Available Recordings: Click to view

Lyrics (fan transcription):

I am down the road and up the hill
I wait for you still
wires around my fingers

potentially lovely
perpetually human
suspended and open
open...

I am through the woods and past the trains
I wait here in vain
scrubbing out the stains again

potentially lovely
perpetually human
suspended and open
open...

open up and up your eyes and then...

in a night the snow starts falling
and everybody stares
through their windows at the streetlights
too beautiful to see

I am in a room I've built myself
four stray walls
one floor, one ceiling
and day after day I wake up feeling...

potentially lovely
perpetually human
suspended and open
open...

open up and up your heart and then...


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