Something you never seen during this show was the puke buckets that both Jerry and Layne had. Jerry was kicking his heroin and crack addiction at the time and was puking between songs. Layne was trying, and ultimately failing, to kick his addiction at the time too.
Still the best hands down unplugged performances ever. The whole concept was brilliant, but this was the masterpiece. No band can hold a candle to how haunting those songs sound like this. You can hear the pain, the anguish, and anger. By far my favorite thing AiC ever did.