这是同一年华兹;同样的阵容和类似的设置。我很高兴因为我成功说服23个朋友来了，我们在前面近2行围坐在一起。
在间隔我在舞台后面瞥见幕后Beefheart行走。我跳起来喊了出来。他停了下来，转过身来，望着就在我，笑了，并给了一个非常缓慢的故意波。这使我一夜。
音乐是绝对精彩;类似华兹但更紧，虽然Beefheart显得心事重重，并担心着什么。该组中有好几次，他把话筒下来舞台上走了，离开乐队，以士兵在歌曲的结尾。还出现了一个奇怪的家伙，狂躁的眼睛谁曾溜达到台前，只是站在那里，目不转睛Beefheart盯着整个集。通过披头士骨头，Beefheart，指着面对舞台上的时钟，半路上说：“这钟错误我的人”，并继续前曲走进长篇大论了。
我也在那里。艾弗·卡特勒他的一套中发挥了首盘，船长透过窗帘探出头几次
I was in that audience, amazed at getting a ticket due to Beefheart’s popularity in Brighton, it was a full house and a tight set only marred by, as Benjamin ( above report) say’s, Beefheart’s increasing anoyance with something / someone then the circle clock and walking on and off, the audience was getting a bit pissed off towards the end. I remember moving down to the front at the end to stand with a bank of others in front of stage. There were a couple of hecklers and suddenly out of nowhere an small white ice cream tub was pitched upwards and in slow motion landed on the side of Beefheart’s black hat. He stormed off to a big cheer. The song continued without vocals. The band finished and thanked the audience and exited stage right. There was a baying chorus for a encore and amazing, and good on them, the band came back on for an instrumental 10 min encore. No Beefheart, probably writing ‘ Ice Cream for Crow ‘ in his dressing room. He was not in a good head space for that gig, shame, still I got to see him live. A gig never forgotten.