The best thing I saw by a country mile at Terrapin Crossroads was a bar show that featured Phil and JK. Shortly before show time a generator blew somewhere in the neighborhood, knocking the place dark. When it became clear the power wasn't going back on, acoustic instruments were fetched as well as a gorgeous array of candles lining the band as they sat in stools. JK laid down a Visions that evening that was quite literally haunting, to a completely silent and enraptured crowd. Goosebumps.