2004-07-10 New York, NY | Tonic

Recorded by pattivill:

opening
Ain't No Cover
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Lucky Penny
interlude
Genius Next Door
interlude
Hero of the Story (aborted)
Patron Saint
interlude
Bobbing for Apples
interlude
"I cut off my hair"
interlude
Bartender
interlude
The Wallet
interlude
Reginasaurus
interlude
Aprés Moi
interlude
Summer in the City
interlude
Uh-merica
interlude
Music Box
interlude
Samson
interlude
Baby Jesus
closing

2003-12-29 New York, NY | The Living Room

Recorded by pattivill:

intro
"a cooler version"
interlude
Time Is All Around
interlude
Dance Anthem of the 80s
interlude
Prisoners
interlude
A Cannon
interlude
Patron Saint
interlude
Secret Stash
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Music Box
interlude
Ode to Divorce
interlude
Consequence of Sounds
closing

2003-10-03 New York, NY | Tonic

Recorded by pattivill:

intro
Summer in the City
interlude
Dusseldorf
interlude
Genius Next Door
interlude
Poor Little Rich Boy
interlude
Carbon Monoxide
interlude
Uh-merica
interlude
Folding Chair
interlude
Secret Stash
interlude
That Time
interlude
Samson
interlude
Patron Saint
interlude
'the clocks were asleep'
interlude
Us (cuts off)

2003-08-19 New York, NY | Sin-é

Taper unknown; available for download from RespektOnline:

Patron Saint
"the devil come to Bethlehem"
Your Honor
Carbon Monoxide
Baobabs
Genius Next Door
Poor Little Rich Boy
Folding Chair
Making Records
Düsseldorf
Us
Ghost of Corporate Future
Secret Stash

Patron Saint

Written by: regina spektor

Available Recordings: Click to view

Lyrics (fan transcription):

She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down in the night
She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind till it's light
She'll break her own heart and you know she'll break your heart too
So darling, let go of her hand

She's been skipping days, spilling her drinks in the sink
and you know, she's never coming home, never coming home again
but when when when she open her eyes eyes eyes
beyond the chipping paint through the windowpane
lies lies lies
her patron saint, broken and lame
and absolutely insane for learning that true love exists
so darling, let go of her hand...
you'll be to blame for playing this game
and learning that true love exists