I picked Sam up and then braced myself for rush-hour traffic through San Francisco and across the Bay Bridge, then Sacramento-wards. It was brutal, but we managed to make it on time; although Mapquest failed to provide actual directions once it led me onto the UC Davis campus, there were good enough signs that pointed to Freeborn.
Quitter opened with a seven-song set; they were a bit mopey at first (the opener, "Creations in the Fire", sounded like a Radiohead cop, with dissonant keyboards at the bottom), but their set picked up, until the final song, which seemed to cause the energy they'd built up to fizzle. Still, they were good enough for me to buy their disc, sender.receiver. I'm listening to it now, and enjoying it.
Between the bands, the soundman played the first cut off A Perfect Circle's Thirteenth Step, but then he switched to Hüsker Dü's New Day Rising. That was nice, and it set the mood perfectly for me.
There's one thing the Pixies have definitely lost: hair. David Lovering looked a lot like Tommy Chong. They all looked older but wiser. And they knocked us all on our asses.
"Velouria" felt almost anti-climactic as an encore... weird. Sam bought the DiscLive recording of the performance, which was available a mere 10 minutes (plus waiting in line) after the show. It's a brilliant idea and now that we have the technology available to pull it off, i think every damn band could benefit from it. We noshed at IHOP and headed home... i'm sleep-deprived, but i feel great nonetheless. A killer show, with a good audience (crowd-surfers! it's 1991 all over again!).