Cowboy Junkies
14 November 2001
Ancienne Belgique (Main Hall)
Brussels, Belgium

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disc 1
1. Ring on the Sill
2. Lay it Down
3. 'Cause Cheap Is How I Feel
4. First Recollection
5. Small Swift Birds
6. Thousand Year Prayer
7. Hard to Explain
8. This Street, That Man, This Life
9. Bread and Wine

disc 2
1. Beneath the Gate
2. Hollow as a Bone
3. Witches
4. Escape is So Simple > Dragging Hooks (River Song Trilogy: part III)
5. (intros)
6. Murder Tonight in the Trailer Park
Encores:
7. Misguided Angel
8. Thunder Road

>From www.cowboyjunkies.com:

Nov 14 (Brussels)

We all faced another long drive from Madrid to Brussels, but it was Richard
Branson to the rescue with a $65 ticket on Virgin Express. Most of us opted 
to
fly, a few (Pete, Colm, Chaz and Farns) decided to keep to the road. While 
we
"flyers" sat safely ensconced in the hotel bar in Brussels (a truly 
magnificent
bar run by five beautiful, statuesque women: we were entranced), the others, 
on
the bus, were being accosted by French customs officials.

About two hours inside the French/Spanish border the bus was pulled over by 
a
contingent of customs officials, complete with dog. They bordered the bus,
ordered everyone off and asked if there was anything on the bus that 
shouldn't
be. Deny, deny, deny. They then asked everyone to empty their pockets and
became very suspicious of Chaz's rolling papers and rolling tobacco, but the
last time we all checked it was still legal to roll your own cigarettes in
France. They then asked again if there was anything on the bus that 
shouldn't
be. Deny, deny, deny. They then re-boarded the bus with their dog, which,
apparently, looked more like one of their fat pets than a drug sniffing dog 
and
came storming off with a tattered piece of tissue paper with some kind of
vegetative substance in it. The stuff looked like Monsieur Gendarme had been
carrying it in his pocket for a few too many weeks: a cheap and poorly 
executed
plant. He proffered the supposed discovery to the lads and once again 
insisted
on being told if there was any "more" substances on the bus that shouldn't 
be,
and that this was the their last chance to come clean. Deny, deny, deny. It
became apparent to Monsieur Constable that he was dealing with professionals
(as a touring musician you learn to live in constant denial) and that this
roust was going to be too much work and besides, it was almost quitting time
and his dog was getting hungry: enough extortion for one day. A firm shake 
of
his finger and off they all went. Bienvenue a France.

Another very large crowd tonight, not particularly enthusiastic, but that 
might
have been partly because of the venue. L'Ancienne Belgique is a very nice
facility, but the theater is more conducive to sitting back and listening
rather than becoming overtly engaged with the performance. We are definitely 
at
that point in the tour where we need the audience to help us along. I think
this state-of-being is termed, "fried".

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