Over the river and through the woods you shall find none more awesome

Genesis concert videos are pure awesomeness and have been played before my eyes in heavy rotation throughout my life, starting with the Mama Tour when I was about 7 or 8 years old. My mom used to let my sister and I pick a VHS tape each week to rent from the local video store and usually sister had to put up with the In the Cage medley while I had to endure some Disney cartoon nonsense. As I grew larger and therefore needed to feed my growing hunger for live Genesis, I picked up all the others, including Three Sides Live which I was really excited to watch because that is one of their best sets ever put together.

Musically, the DVD is not a disappointment and there are some wonderfully awesome Phil Collins moments of course, like this one:

Phil Collins takes a break from performing lead vocals AND drums
to a sold out stadium crowd to give you the bird in fucking sweatpants.
FACT: You will NEVER be this awesome. 

But then somewhere in the middle they cut to Collins in the 93.3 WMMR FM radio station studio being interviewed and taking questions from listeners. This is where the viewing experience becomes squidgy -- can you spot the stupid question?

That was a trick question. They are all stupid questions. And they are all from the Philly area---MY area---and I am always ashamed when I fast forward through that part to get back to the concert. But of course, our perfect Phil answers gracefully and intelligently, with humor and a friendly smile. If I was some cunty 80s pop star that took questions like that I would have rolled my blue-shadowed eyes and flicked my feathered and crimped hair with my lacey-gloved hand. But in the autumn of 1982, Phil Collins was a gracious dude answering some questions without an ounce of ego (or ridiculous 80s fashion I might add) to be seen. He also talks about how he selflessly bails out Peter Gabriel's broke ass a few years prior which is not surprising given their tawdry love affair. 

If I was to ever be presented with the opportunity to speak in his awesomeness's presence, I would probably say something completely unintelligible and stupid after I was revived from fainting in my own nervous hot wee wee. But I know Phil Collins would offer me a towel and a smile in return.