Nothing green here.

With Trey back on lead vocals, a great version of the song breaks from what already seems like a signature lick to spark a huge jam. About seven minutes in, sound swells to inform that patterned bounce, and then the effects kick in, with Page laying heavy on his synths. Play coasts before, as one, the four become more active, propelling the play. Trey shears blocks of sound, an impossibly cool pattern, one that, on Fish's back beat, builds to a thrilling conclusion.