Notes, rambles, etc.:

IIRC, Matthew Sweet opened but we got there late. You bet I was pissed.

So many great Egyptians tours and this is no exception. Nice mix of electric (lots of Rickenbacker!) and acoustic. Great harmonies all around. A fantastically angry version of ‘Watch Your Intelligence,’ one of my all-time fave b-sides of theirs. Setlist dot fm shows them as only having played it one other time, but they’re missing many shows. I have another recording of it from ‘91 coming soon.

Seems so odd reading my j-card that I didn’t know the names of ‘Alright, Yeah’ and ‘The Yip Song’ yet as they had yet to be released.

Tape flip is immediately after ‘Globe of Frogs’ but eats a bit of the start of ‘Ultra Unbelievable Love.’ I paused recording during encore breaks to conserve tape, which runs out after most of ‘Freeze.’

Peace,

Phideaux3
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Los Angeles Times
March 2, 1992

Hitchcock Pleases His Followers At The Palace
by Jean Rosenbluth

If Robyn Hitchcock -- who appeared Friday night at The Palace -- were a presidential candidate, he'd be Jerry Brown.

Odd and occasionally too metaphysical to fathom, both men are pursuing goals they probably know they'll never attain (in Hitchcock's case, the top of the Pop charts) with a single-mindedness others in their field might envy. As if to draw the comparison sharper into focus, Hitchcock even gave out an 800 number during one song in the show.

While Hitchcock tells interviewers he'd like nothing better than to make it big in America, the British singer-songwriter seems to do what he can to prevent that from happening. At The Palace he left out his recent Alternative radio smash, "So You Think You're In Love", concentrating mostly on unfamiliar selections from almost 15 years' worth of brilliant, obscure music. And although he has largely given up writing about the three subjects that used to animate much of his material -- fish, trains, and vegetables -- the topics he tackles on his latest album, Perspex Island, are by no means mainstream.

The big-time may forever elude him, but Hitchcock certainly knows how to please his large cult following. He drew hearty applause when, in his best performance-artist guise, he interrupted "Balloon Man" to rap/babble about cooking tips and Los Angeles-area airports, flailing his arms all the while.

But the marvelous melodies he writes are the star of any Hitchcock show. After a somewhat desultory but well-received first half, Hitchcock and his two longtime bandmates, The Egyptians, went acoustic -- highlighting melodies -- for what turned out to be an electrifying mini-set.