, attached to 1995-06-25

Review by rachelmolly

rachelmolly Six twenty five ninety five. Words that drip off my lips like luscious liquid sugar. It was my first show, and from the first notes of Ya Mar, I knew that I was all in. As I write this on the day of my 27th Phish anniversary, I can't remember the exact details of that show at the Mann but I can recall some highlights. Having had listened to Phish for a couple of years prior, and being aware of them as early as 1989 when I admired their t-shirts in my New England high school parking lot, having been on the phish.net and reading Rosemary's Digest and the name Charlie Dirksen would just light me up because I knew something good was about to appear before my eyes, I was so happy to finally see a Phish show. No more living vicariously through the Schvice! I was actually seeing Phish! Yay! The flying hotdog band was finally one I would get to see! There were some songs that were familiar and some totally new. So when they opened with Ya Mar, a catchy and danceable tune, I had a nice smile on my face. I wasn't at all familiar with AC/DC bag, and by this 2nd song I could tell that the band's playfulness was exactly my cup of tea. Of course I had heard of AC/DC but I wasn't much of a metal head. So when they got to the line of "brain dead and made of money, no future at all," it really hit home. I was a year out of college and still feeling that feeling don't-want-to-be-an-adult angst. I was working a corporate job in NYC and all I wanted to do was just go on tour, even though I never did go on tour for a whole tour. I was 22 years old and not really sure about my future so those lines really hit home. Going into Theme and If I Could, both beautiful slow songs I just felt so connected to Phish and knew I never wanted to leave. Any angst that I was feeling was somewhat washed away and my emotions just felt so connected to our Phish community, one that I had no clue really I'd stay connected to all these 27 years later. Sparkle...I am not at all ashamed to say that I was dancing so happily that that tune ,of course I was sort of confused, and definitely flying high elated with joy at this amazing rock and roll show like no other show I had been to before, so when they got to "laugh and laugh and fall apart" I couldn't tell if it was that or it was "laughing laughing fall apart" but it didn't matter because it was just so fun. I knew I was in the right place. I Didn't Know really summed up all my emotions and then going into Melt it was as if they were reading my mind. I was fully blown away and face melted before I even knew the expression. Slumping into my pavilion seat I kind of couldn't believe what just happened. I can't even recall if I went for a bathroom break I was just so mesmerized. 2nd set: all these years later it's true that when you're a Phish head (ok ok Phan) you will never get out of this Maze. One of my favorite examples of how the band does a layering of the voices in the round, something I always love the sound of. the end notes of the song remind me of a common tune so it struck a chord. Then they launch into that good ole Sample and that is of course a tune that is not only a crowd pleaser but probably the 1st tune that I actually had heard before this show. So I was thrilled. Also it echos the thought in Ya Mar where they talk about an Oh KeePah which I instantly heard the word "kipa" which is the Jewish word for "Yarmulke" so in my outlook I was already very Jewish-centric about their music, and then the references to the marketplace, Elihu and Limor all very Jewish / Israel vibes I was like ok this is my people. SOAM - I don't know about you but I wasn't exactly sure about the laser beams and never experienced such a psychedelic dream of a real life rock and roll show as with this song. It was super fun and I was also confused exactly but in a good way about this fun music and laser beams. What the heck is a scent of a mule, also going back to the Israel vibes I was already thinking about. What kind of game is this band playing with. me, anyway? I wasn't quite sure but I knew that I was in the right place for me. Also what kind of a girl named Kitty Malone , presumably a girl who was from Hotchkiss or Choate, doing on a mule? This Mike's Groove was stellar - I was blown away by the lyrics Me No Are No Nice Guy because these guys all seemed like geeky smart guys and how is it that he was dropping bass bombs like this and morphing the English language? Whatever it was, I loved it. WDWDITR was super cool and of course a familiar tune. A high school boyfriend put this on a mix-tape for me so it was great to hear Phish singing it. I was aware of the Beatles very early on in my music listening life ,probably in 1983, so it made me feel connected to hear this tune at a show that I was fully sold on by the first tune. Sharing in a groove was something I was fully doing and then when they articulated this in a song I just felt so happy, it was a very unique feeling that I had never experienced before at a concert where I felt like I was part of a larger whole and that special feeling that keeps bringing us back to seeing Phish. I loved looking around at other folks during Weekapaug, and also being that New Englander it all felt strangely familiar because I already knew of this town in Rhode Island (?) It struck me as very interesting these this band from Vermont would write a really danceable tune with the name of a town in it. It just felt right and it felt like home. Amazing Grace is a tune that I was not at all familiar with, being a Jewish girl. It's possible that I heard it once or twice before but I do recall that it was beautiful to say the least ,and very special. The whimsical lyrics of Cavern really put a smile on my face and I appreciated that famous Phish recommendation of whatever you do take care of your shoes. It left me simultaneously perplexed, happy, joyful and amazed. I knew that this band wasn't just fun but terrific musicians that could get a whole room dancing and super into great music. My friend Mike who took me to this show at the Mann already informed me that they would come back for an encore so I pondered that last song of Cavern as I tried gathering my thoughts together, like what the h just happened and can we please start up again because I.Never.Want.to.Go.Home. So when they played another Phish pop tune of Bouncing' it just made me so happy. Not so much as because I knew the song but because I wanted to just stay in this Phish show. "That time and once again" is a feeling I could go home with and feel happy about and mull over many times and again. Who knows, maybe *I* was that woman in the dream he had though rather hard to keep for when my eyes were watching his...I mean I knew that it was not me because I never met the members of the band at this point but I could imagine that on some level that was me on some time space continuum. Folks like to disparage Bouncing but I thought it was nothing but sheer gold and song that I will take with my in my heart for years to come. Like the proverbial Dayeuni, if only they would have played Bouncing for the encore, it would have been enough. But then they played Slave as if a send-off to us all. What can I say other then this was a magic and perfect set list for a first show and it fully cemented six twenty five ninety five into my my brain forever, thank g-d!
, attached to 2021-10-31

Review by TIGERMIKE99

TIGERMIKE99 i am Writhing-Thyss onn June 25th, 2022 inn Oak Ridge, Tennessee in th' Summer-Heat of the SE .. so, Eye havv-haddthyme-2 Refleckt + Believe Thee-Boyz Did Their BEST w/Thee-Knew-Material onn th' Nite In QUESTion !! The Crown Seemed 2-B Recptive-Too-Thee-Message . There Were Mistakes Made BY Every Body { ther-arr Phleeting-Glimpses Uhvve-Beauty inn h' Imperfeckt :) } 'Dont Doubt Me' + 'Thanksgiving' arrr Personal-Favours Two-Moi-Earz .. dont-phorget to Phind our Sweeties when inn Miami ( Unhh-Huhh!! ) [url=http://facebook.com/vols1st]TIGERMIKE[/url]
, attached to 1992-05-18

Review by MrPalmers1000DollarQ

MrPalmers1000DollarQ I'll start with the caveat that I haven't heard the whole show--only the selections included in the LivePhish release of 5/17/1992. Though this list excludes the jam charted Antelope, it does give a nice sample of highlights from both sets. The Suzy opener is a great showcase of Page chops and exceptionally groovy Mike slaps. Maze offers some nice Trey shredding, though the build-up feels rushed and I miss the tension present in most other great versions of the tune. This shortcoming is compensated for with a lengthy Divided Sky outro jam where Trey flies around like a kid on the playground, having the time of his life. The Mike's Groove features some experimentation on both sides of Hydrogen, foreshadowing some great '93 versions to come. Lastly, we get a spirited Jim that wraps up the collection (and Set 2) quite nicely. Fishman and Trey bring this one home with compelling energy and flash.
, attached to 1992-04-21

Review by MrPalmers1000DollarQ

MrPalmers1000DollarQ Some really good meat dispersed throughout both sets off this Spring '92 show. I've heard whisperings of some other tremendous performances from earlier in April of this year, which I'll have to check out, but I think that this does a fairly good job of representing the peaks of the band's abilities at this point in the timeline. Great diversity of tracks and jams that cover ground from tried and true compositions (Suzy, Rift, Tela), quirky interludes (Eliza and a standalone Catapult), gimmicky Fishman tunes, fun Forbin narration, shredfests (Possum and Weekapaug), and jams that include cacophony (SOaM, Bowie, Mike's) and beauty (Tweezer). The clearest highlight of the show is the second-set Tweezer which, through a series of modulating legato motions, meanders into a glorious and melodic A major - D Major jam. The transition out of this section hits hard as the band hits on a Tweezer Reprise-esque movement. I'd round out my top three with SOaM and Mike's, which both showcase some really excellent dissonant shredding from Trey and the band's ability to keep up and follow the leader. Weekapaug has some nice type II moments baked in as well that distinguish this Mike's Groove suite as a particularly meaty specimen.
, attached to 2022-06-03

Review by Pinhead_Larry

Pinhead_Larry This was my first show of 2022, and happy to be back to the Ruoff/Deer Creek (I prefer the latter). One thing I've since learned about Deer Creek is it is a world-renowned outdoor amphitheater. And, at least according to Wikipedia, is also consistently one of the world's top-grossing concert venues despite having a standard 25,000 capacity (compared to, say the Glen Helen which more than doubles its seating capacity). All of this to say that I am certainly not as well versed in other musical venues as others on this site, but I've never been anywhere else that was of such ease of access for tens of thousands of spinning hippies, and with campsite directly across the street taboot. We drove into the venue from Cleveland the day of, only stopping once in Springfield, OH for a pee break/coffee refresher. As soon as we landed in town, we grabbed a quick bite to eat and hurried to the show. Got in around 7, got tee-shirts and beer at 7:30, found a spot Mike-side on the lawn at 8, and the electricity was certainly palpable. I had a feeling a birthday show, and us being Mike-side, was going to lead to something special. But I was not expecting what I got! This is probably the least jammed show of tour (that still contains a 16-minute Disease and 17-minute ER), and I won't lie and say I was disappointed slightly not getting my 20+ behemoth jam like the Simple from the night prior. But instead what I got was an incredibly tight and well-executed 2 sets of music. I also got my first Fluffhead, so who am I to complain? And don't even get me started on that Ruby Waves. 13 shows in (yeah yeah, rookie numbers, I know), and that is the biggest peak in a jam I've ever witnessed. They all went into that one with a mission. Listening back on this show, I definitely appreciate it more in retrospect. This feels like the most handcrafted show of tour, and it's surprising the best was yet to come for us in Indiana. In not so many words: excellent start to the run. Highlights: ER, Mull, Disease, Ruby Waves>...CDT. This one is HOT.
, attached to 2022-06-20

Review by PageSideRageSide17

PageSideRageSide17 Always a delight to get to see Trey do one of these solo shows. The FMG venue is amazing -- I really hope Trey finds his way back here at some point. The highlight everyone will talk about is Jovi coming on to sing Bug. What a cool moment that was. Really got that moment when the whole venue kind of shares that energy we all know and love. Trey truly seemed to be having a fantastic time. Such a cool experience....honestly teared up re-watching it again this morning. The funny thing about these FMG shows is it's a lot of older season-ticket holders who probably never heard of Trey. I'm sure they were a little thrown off by the Phish crowd, the singalongs and the general goofiness but I really think by the end of the show everyone was loving it. Brought my old man, my sister and her husband and they all had a great time. Thanks again Trey. You've done it again, you magnificent SOB.
, attached to 2022-06-19

Review by pictureof_OtisRedding

pictureof_OtisRedding My first Phish-associated show. A really good one! I got in and there were a lot more people than I expected there to be (especially in the merch line!) which was really good. I was worried it would be empty based on the last time I had checked tickets and I'm really glad it wasn't. Unfortunately I got stuck next to chompers and obnoxious shush-ers, but Trey's parents were a few rows in front of me which was really cool to say. As for the show itself - there was great banter involving Trey's new hobbies of fooling the algorithm and sucking without caring. He told cool stories, notably before My Problem Right There about his involvement with Hands on a Hardbody and the feelings of failure. I think starting with Numberline and continuing up until the end of the show, there was an audience member with confetti that would launch it up into the air during the chorus or during a particularly fun moment in the song. This eventually led to Trey remarks ("go confetti man!") and at one point confetti falling from the ceiling while Trey was talking. Setlist wise, also really great. Bathtub Gin was a great opener and the songs with the loop pedal (Sigma Oasis, Possum, Prince Caspian, Twist, Maze, and many more) all rocked. Was nice to see Hood sandwiched in between a great Chalk Dust closer (I thought it was And So To Bed at the show. I was very wrong lol). Maze was played slow-er as the Fast Lawn Boy gag was brought up once again. Trey let the crowd sing the chorus of Sleeping Monkey, swinging the microphone around so it pointed at the audience. It was just a magical first show. I loved every minute of it. Hope I can catch another Trey show soon!
, attached to 1989-06-23

Review by thelot

thelot The SBD source available for this show is ok. Unfortunately there is tape warble in spots throughout the recording. There’s some great footage available on YouTube from this night. As for the show, we only have Set 1 and the encore to review. Set 1 is pretty straightforward. The two highlights come in YEM and Antelope. Antelope is fantastic! Set 2 looks pretty nice on paper. Hopefully this makes it into circulation at some point. The GXBX is short but strong.
, attached to 1997-06-16

Review by duggy

duggy [b]25 YEARS AGO I WENT EURO-PHISHIN' ...[/b] [b] - SET II -[/b] Limb by Limb to open sounded like a distant cousin to Taste, BUT also oozed influence from the '96 Halloween musical costume -- the layered vocals and rhythms seemed born out of the Talking Heads study the band had done the previous fall. I remember marking the title of this song on my setlist as "I Am Taken Far Away" because I really focused on Mike's vocal in the chorus ... next up began my love affair with Ghost -- the 2nd live performance of the tune, unlike Limb which was played for the 3rd time after 2 Irish renditions -- but back to Ghost: WHOAH! When that hard funky groove began I was hooked right into the Story of the Ghost ... I don't feel they ever told me before ... and this Ghost, moreso than Ireland or any since, is closer to the Tom/Trey version we got to hear in the demo released on 'Trampled By Lambs & Pecked By the Dove' - this is a VERY raw Ghost, returns to a more heavy rockin' "I feel I never told you!" before sliding right into the debut of I Don't Care -- what is this?!? The band is sounding HEAVY to my ears but I'm digging! At this point in the set my head is swimming a bit trying to grab onto what I know about this band but loving the overwhelming new sounds ... then Reba sings out so beautifully in this old building, really wonderfully, one of 3 we'd hear in the coming weeks, all found in different spots in a show's 1st/2nd set and all building in a different way ... this London version has a nice groove section before the final build that I just love ... then the 2nd live performance of Wading In the Velvet Sea (or as I noted the title in my setlist, 'I Am Taken Far Away' -- again focusing on Mike's part) and this song really sang well in the space of the Royal Albert Hall and I welcome this side of the PHISH sound into the overall repertoire, but again the layered vocals and such seemed like a lesson learned from the Talking Heads ... same with Dirt ... a lesson then applied to ballads, the band involvement overall in the vocals really helps sell these songs to me ... and then the set-closing Harry Hood, like Reba earlier, was a nice reminder of the PHISH I knew but now with different ears and played with a new energy, that '97 energy, it again just soared out through that space ... just wonderful to hear and think back on ... The encore of Cities ("Think of London!") seemed appropriate and was VERY cool to hear! Wasn't expecting the band to pull this out again but happy they did ... this version would end up being the most straightforward funky version of the tune I'd hear this year (Amsterdam and The Great Went being my other live experiences with the tune in '97). At the time the tune was a rarity so I was stoked to hear it at all, let alone have the band weave it so wildly the next couple of times I'd catch it ... and Poor Heart was a hilarious tune to finish on in the fancy room we were in ... we waded out into the London night, made our way back to our campsite and then ... onto Vienna! Seeing the band in The Royal Albert Hall was a unique experience for me, for sure, and would turn out to be the largest venue we'd see them in, by far, over the coming weeks ... the sound in the Hall was epic and beautiful ... moving onto Vienna, this tiny club, was a whole new unique experience ... such an incredible time to be following the band, in restrospect, hearing these sounds and new tunes develop ... very grateful for the times I had ... #dugEuroPhish97 enjoy the grooves, dug http://theshackproject.com - [b]Live MMW streams/downloads![/b]
, attached to 1997-06-16

Review by duggy

duggy [b]25 YEARS AGO I WENT EURO-PHISHIN' ...[/b] ???????????????? PHISH in Europe. PHISH at the Royal Albert Hall ... the adventure begins! After passing some time camping outside London before tour, playing tourist around London and surrounding area (Stonehenge was a cool place to stand and explore the area around the tourist trap that is Stonehenge), then foolishly missing the Ireland shows (had to meet friends, made plans to meet in London at a specific time on the 14th and no cell phones to notify a change of plans, I stuck with meeting my phriends), and then it was finally time to begin the PHISHin' excursion across from the British Isles and across the Continent. The London show was surreal -- as much of the tour felt to me. I'd been getting deeper into the band for about 5 years at this point but walking out of the Royal Albert Hall, my 13th time seeing the band live since late '94, it felt like I'd just seen a new band, a band I hadn't seen before. [b] - SET I -[/b] Opening with The Squirming Coil was an oddly beautiful choice that rang out sweetly in the old Hall ... and the night progressed from there into many *new* songs that had debuted in Ireland, and one that hadn't ... Dogs Stole Things, of course, tricked us into thinking we were being treated to Mound ... Taste had become a favourite of mine and we'd hear it a number of times over the coming weeks, and LOVE it every time ... the original slow Water In the Sky plodded along nicely, digging the band writing a tune in this vein and the lyrics seemed cool ... Sample is a tune I can rock to for 4min any time ... I knew Beauty of My Dreams from the few shows I'd acquired from the Winter Euro tour, so it was fun to hear it live ... Theme From the Bottom, like Taste, was a fav so always welcomed that watery groove into the climax ... Chalk Dust was fun and rockin', but the following Wolfman's perked my ears up to some of the new sounds I had on tapes from the Feb-Mar Euro tour (Amsterdam, Marktehalle, for example), I just loved the funked out sounds I was hearing -- the band had found a way to play this tune live without horns! -- it really is a nice little jam and very cool to hear in the development of Wolfman's live and the band's sound at the time ... the set-closing Oblivious fool was a fun romp (10 months later reappearing as the slinky Shafty). Whew ... it was quite a set to swallow, first for me of the tour and with a small collection of local East Coast Canadians in attendance, 8 of us in total all from home, with only 4 of us moving on after this show to carry on to Amsterdam ... but pre-show the group of us all got together in Hyde Park for some phun and chillin', then we were in different spots inside ... the set break allowed us to chill in this beautiful building, I was with my other 3 fellow Canucks on Fish's side in the lower bowl, about halfway back (2 of us were really into PHISH, one was kinda into them, and for the other London was her phirst show!) ... I was especially glad to still be inside after almost getting tossed during 1st set for following our usual PHISHin' ritual of sparking up, only to be grabbed by an usher, drop the offending item, plead I don't know what he's talking about, and then got to stick for the remainder ... glad I did because 2nd set is where this show grabbed me completely, the power of the band's new sound ... #dugEuroPhish97 ???????????????? enjoy the grooves, dug http://theshackproject.com - [b]Live MMW streams/downloads![/b]
, attached to 2022-05-29

Review by FiveBranch

FiveBranch Best show of the tour. Micro jams I believe they are called. And that Tweezer?? Please! Take it even [i]stranger[/i]. I could break it all down but there are enough surprises tucked in there that it would be perferred if you discover them for yourself. After all, that's what the fun is all about. So do I have enough words now for the bot to allow me to post this? Don't consider it a review. It's just thoughts of a fan that keeps coming back to this show more than any of the others. A keeper.
, attached to 2022-05-22

Review by Shadowfox0

Shadowfox0 GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN GET MORE DOWN I think you get the picture Trey you need to play that song at Blossom with Phish So far no one has saved us from the moss piglets except in Sin City Vegas and NYC the dirtiest most sinful places on earth . . .the rest of PURE America needs to hear from the year 4000 in the year 2000 in the year 2000 anyone love Conan O'Brien and his brand of comedy idiocy and frivolity as much as i do . . .the masturbating bear meets Harvard grad who worked on Simpsons that is comedy GOLD We love you Conan and we HATE you Leno Love of Cars is like loving Metal and fiberglass and high speed crashes which makes zero sense to me I love comedy and farce as much as Phish does and I also have a serious side which is why I hate the songs Friends Bug Lifeboy Death Don't Hurt Very Much and Time Turns Elastic the first 4 because they are sacrilegious to my Jesus who made me and never left Chicago but always was in Jerusalem closer than a brother and a mother whenever you needed him he was there in the SPIRIT not the SOUL planet or the Holy GHOST ethereal nonsense but in Prayer you can actually call God on your iphone in your new heart and spirit but you have to be remade and reBORN but people think that is cult shit like Tom Cruise and Miscavage lies in Scientology RELIGION is mostly terrible and evil sin but the TRUTH is not evil or mean or cold or judgemental it IS BLUNT though and will cut deeper than a 2 edged silver sword from Witcher 3 mythology or David reality in the bible. . . 66 books of truth are not evil they are the opposite of evil they are good and cool and you need to read the fucking book!!! S Not the Gamehendge book but 66 books that will change your life like it did the Possum man Jeff Holdsworth who HELD onto you Jesus Christ the way the truth and the life he HELD on to his last name and the only real thing in this world of lies games cons scams phishing Trojan horses . . .is the Lamb for the Offering of Suffering. . .where is the Lamb that can open the scrolls and is white as snow blameless and has never committed a single sin on the 10 commandment list of rules from God the Father. . .Jeff on his Camel "cigarette" Walk that is why he left this hippy band of Trey says half of what i say is lies so 50% bullshit and sin and smoke and mirrors and STEAM and distraction and confusion and look here shitty David Copperfield and Blaine and Chris magic lies they are just look here so i can fool you over here which is exactly what Satan does to us 24/7 the ruler of this earth is a mass deceiver
, attached to 1987-08-10

Review by Shadowfox0

Shadowfox0 first ever debut of Jesus Just Left Chicago enough said ZZ Top to me is a nothing band but they know Jesus and they understand BLUES and Eric Clapton and BB King and Taking Care of Business is his easy name on easy street it must be recalled that BLUES are the easiest music to MIMIC and the hardest to master Jimi and BB and Eric and Sheryl will tell you that it takes one minute to get it and a lifetime to understand it But that is why Jesus said Pray for the least of these and Blessed are the broken heart ed the lost and the cold and the lonely trip heart ed and blessed are the peace makers the lonely and low in spirit blessed are the sick blessed are the POOR the poor financially and in spirit and in soul and in GHOST and in SOUL planet blessed are all those that feel lost but only need to read 66 books of HOPE TRUTH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE and GRACE and MERCY that cover a multitude of hippie sins To break it down song by song Zappa of course is epitomized in Peaches at least to Phish for they only cover that one REGALIA song. . .onto bragging and being proud about having a degree I get that but only if you have the LOVE OF MONEY the root of all evil which i guess the fab 4 of Phish have in spades which is why they have a great song like YOU NEVER KNOW that they are afraid of ever playing again because it is a little too true for such a half of what i say is lies band Degrees are expensive as fuck and should be valued and treasured like fine gold and silver Golgi is on Junta the best and first album of a jazz band that forgot it was really just a great jazz band in 1985 after expelling the rockstar that stood in the way of Trey and his Rockstar Gold he loves for Trey pretends to love music but what he really loves is being Jerry Garcia ROCKSTAR where all eyes are on him Secretly Trey is a closet NARCISSIST in love with ONLY his own smell and touch and taste secretly trey is as creepy as Robert from 60 days in Trey and Robert are soulmates they are both pedophiles in love w themselves and they are so good at selling their lies that we buy their crap for 120 dollars a pop to have piss in our ears jazz and genisis prog rock is great and all but eventually i ask for Jesus for leave Chicago and go back to the NEW Jerusalem and fuck these lies and let us get on w Jeff HOLDSworth truth even if the inferior rockstar maybe he can shed light on why Trey only loves himself and sees the people around him as VILLAINS like in his lyrics from Ruby Waves I know I hate people too Trey but we are told to LOVE our enemies not shit on them So that means Trey you have to love Donald Trump and real douche bags like you?? I know it is hard but Jesus never said life would be easy he only promised eternal life for Jeff Holdsworth and people that hate money but LOVE people UNLIKE YOU who loves ticket sales and once heroin and now the POWER OF NOW bullshit lies from Satan your new or old or same father from birth because Trey Anastasio tells 90 % truth and 10% lies just like Johnny Depp a great CELEBRITY a POPULAR moron I love BEING UNPOPULAR because then and ONLY then i know i am telling the fucking truth
, attached to 2017-01-15

Review by toddmanout

toddmanout As I stood in line at the omelet station at the Barcelo resort in Riviera Maya, Mexico on the (late) morning of January 15th, 2017 I still had not decided whether or not to use the free dolphin experience I had won during a lackadaisical poolside deckchair daiquiri-fuelled BINGO game the previous afternoon. Discussing the issue over breakfast, I rebuffed m’lady’s argument that I should do it if only because it was free and it was something I would never, ever pay to do, but she finally convinced me when she reasoned that if I utilized the coupon I would prevent a paying customer from taking my slot and hence I would be taking $120 or so out of the pockets of Big-Dolphin. And so I made my appointment and lo I discovered that I had taken one of the last two spots available that day, so I suppose it’s true that I ate up a chunk of their daily business after all. When I arrived at the resort’s onsite dolphin pool the dad in front of me was holding his two children by the shoulders, staring them in the eyes and asking them; pleading with them, “Now you’re absolutely sure you really want to do this, right? You won’t get bored and want to leave, right?” before shelling out almost $700 for their full-on experience (yes, almost $700 – of course when you have to pay such an outrageous amount of money for a family of four to do something you’re going to opt in for the ride-the-dolphin upgrade and the full photo package). I was handed a lifejacket and directed towards a shower for a pre-pool rinse before meeting the dolphin handler. She was very nice and did a lot of explaining before I jumped in the pool along with and a couple from Regina and their one-year-old son, who I would be sharing my dolphin experience with. And then I met Alex. I suppose Alex is just his human-name; I never asked what his actual dolphin name was. He was surprisingly big and thick and very friendly. The handler showed me how to stand so that Alex would swim up and rest buoyantly in my arms. He laid still while I admired the remarkable lines of such an amazing, aeronautical creature. I looked into his goop-covered eye (the goop protects his lidless eyes from the seawater) and apologized for the situation that brought us together. I found out where his ears were (tiny holes behind his eyes) and whispered that I’d do what I could to get him out of there. He responded, and though I couldn’t make out his accent at all I did learn that his response came not out of his mouth, but out of his blowhole. All dolphins (not just Alex) make their dolphiny sounds though their blowholes. Crazy, huh? Petting Alex was weird for several reasons. First, petting a strange dude who is in his twenties and is pretty much as smart as most humans and smarter than many of them is just a strange thing to do in the first place, but the fact that dolphins shed their entire skin every two hours means that when you give one a little belly-rub you come away with a handful of dead skin. So yeah, weird. I only did a minimal amount of petting. I also bailed on what I considered the more demeaning enforced contact, like shaking hands and having Alex come out of the water to “kiss” the side of my face. A couple of belly-rubs aside we didn’t know each other nearly well enough for that sort of thing. In all I was in the water with Alex for over an hour, which surprised me. And while I’ll freely admit that there’s no reason at all for resorts to resort to imprisoning such wonderful and intelligent beings and conditioning them to perform on cue, I did learn a heck of a lot. Like, the only thing you ever see a dolphin do that they don’t already do in nature is interact with humans. Wild dolphins naturally jump around together and do that tail-dance thing out in the ocean, these people are just teaching them to these natural acts on command. I also learned that enclosed dolphins generally outlive wild dolphins by twenty years, and at the age of forty the dolphins are retired from interactions and spend the rest of their time at the same facility, just swimming around. Oh, and it turns out that dolphins aren’t fish, they’re mammals. Crazy, right? You’d think that a prerequisite for being a mammal would be to have hair, and if you thought that you’d be right. And dolphins don’t have hair. But they used to! Dolphins are born blind, and for their first week or so they feel their way around using short hairs growing out of their snout. Once their eyes open up they lose the hairs but it’s enough to get them in the club, so mammals they are. Apparently catfish on the whole are up in arms about the whole thing, or at least they would be, had they arms. Maybe they do…I’ve never won a catfish experience so I don’t know a lot about them. But now I know a lot about dolphins, which aren’t fish*. And speaking of not being fish, after bidding Alex goodbye and good luck I ate a heck of a meal (not seafood, out of respect for Alex and the fact that I don’t eat seafood) and sauntered down the beach for the final night of Phish Mexico. And it was glorious. Bouncing between parties after the concert I found myself outside the dolphin enclosure in the wee hours of the night. I was about to start calling for Alex to see about busting him and his buddies out Bless-The-Beasts-And-The-Children-style when I noticed a couple of drunken loopy-lous hop the fence and approach the pools. Who knows, maybe they had the same idea, but it turns out the dolphins have their own security detail so I got out of there just as the barefooted chase commenced. And thus ended Mach II of Phish Mexico, except for the fact that m’lady and I had been astute enough to tack an extra day onto the end of our resort stay so we got to sleep in the next morning while the majority of our fellow Phishy-friends groggily checked out of the resort. And so – after one more day of super-relaxation – thus ended the aforementioned Mach II of Phish Mexico. Which was nothing short of magnificent, all-told. *Them just jokes! Of course I knew that dolphins are mammals. I grew up watching Flipper. Faster than lightning. More ticket stories: [url]https://toddmanout.com[/url]
, attached to 2016-01-16

Review by toddmanout

toddmanout By the second night of Phish at Riviera Maya in Mexico I had already faced the shock and amazement of how fantastic the entire experience was and on January 16th, 2016 I blissfully walked to the Phish concert on the beach in swimming trunks and bare feet, the powdery sand sifting between my toes. With no poster crush to deal with, getting into the show was easy-peasy. I quickly got my first drink of the day and was surprised to see a big lineup for food. No worries, I was happy to wait until the show started at which point I was able to snack at will. I quickly got my second and third drink of the day and just as swiftly found my first tequila shot of the day. I parked myself by the ocean so I could see the light show projected into the water and in no time the show started. Unlike the previous night the staff was keeping people out of the water and as I stared at the ocean-lights it occurred to me the water-light tech was covering three roles: in addition to the obvious entertainment value the lights also provided security and safety. Soon after the show started we saw some people coming along the shoreline with inner tubes and bam, the lights were on them. Security had no trouble shooting them down (metaphorically I hope). When Velvet Sea started the crowd jumped in the water en masse and when it was clear there was no stopping the masses the security gave up and lights played off the waders for the rest of the night – safety. It kills me that I didn’t have the wherewithal to wade into the sea for that particular number. I did, however, spend a good part of the second set waist deep in the ocean and I can tell you it was an experience of unparalleled awesomeness. Prince Caspian was a highlight (which it usually isn’t, Magnaball excluded) and I dunked my GoPro into the waves. I spent the night bouncing between hanging with friends near the back and up closer to the stage on Page side with m’lady and bunch more friends. Closing the second set, Harry Hood was my first favourite tune of the run and I sang it loud and proud in tribute to my late friend Chris Hood, as I always do. I ran into some jammers from the previous night who encouraged me to join them again after the show and I eagerly agreed. As soon as Character Zero ended the concert I scooted back to my room to change out of my wet clothes and grab my mandolin. The jam never materialized but I sure had a good time hanging out with a thousand people in a dozen different rooms. I recall a late night stroll where three of us, strangers all, sang Little Feat’s Willin’ loud and proud. I knew the chords and the other two knew the words; it was a magic moment. With the greatest of ease I found m’lady outside of the sports bar as the wee hours approached and we had some more drinks and a few snacks before calling it a night. Crossing the resort we were back in our room by 2am. More ticket stories: [url]https://toddmanout.com[/url]
, attached to 2009-03-06

Review by toddmanout

toddmanout This ticket marks a significant blip on my life trajectory. Basically, there is life before March 6th, 2009 and life after March 6th, 2009. I’m not saying that life began on this date for me, not by a longshot, but the return of Phish has certainly had a measurable effect on my life, and I guess I have m’lady to thank for that. Before we met I considered myself a Phish fan. I had seen the band about twenty times starting in ’94, and some of the shows I saw were pretty legendary. Heck, despite the fact that I knew m’lady had about a hundred Phish shows under her belt including tours of Europe and Japan I figured we were both fans, just to varying degrees. Phish broke up a year before m’lady and I met and this concert marked their reunion; before this show I had never known her and the band to co-exist. And I was about to find out that we were not fans “to varying degrees”. This show, this weekend, and over the course of the band’s first year back I would come to learn that as far as Phish fandom was concerned m’lady and I weren’t even the same species. When we arrived in Hampton, Virginia it was like a whirlwind. While I started to unwind after the long drive from Ottawa m’lady started punching numbers into the phone in our room at the Hampton Inn (yes, we stayed at the Hampton Inn in Hampton) and before you knew it we were back in the car and on the prowl. Amazingly enough it was me who spotted Jess and Frank on the side of the road from just a verbal description – I had never met either of them before. The four of us went for drinks at an Applebees or some such place and I made new friends while m’lady caught up with old ones. Soon enough we whisked off to someone’s hotel room for more handshakes, hugs and introductions before heading off to another for more of the same. I must have met thirty of m’lady’s American Phish friends before the show, many of which I am good friends with today. Standing in line to get into the show seemed like the first time I actually got to relax since getting to town. Someone was pushing a cooler down the row of people so I bought a couple of beers. So did the kids behind us in line. Noticing the beers weren’t twist-offs they asked me if I had a bottle opener. I handed them a lighter. “Um, no, we don’t need a lighter, we need a bottle opener,” the guy said, eyeing me suspiciously. Of course I grabbed the guy’s beer and quickly opened it with the lighter and handed it back. The guy looked at me like I had just done magic. “Holy cow! Hey guys…guys…check this out!” the guy yelped. “”Here, can you do it again?” he asked me, handing another bottle towards me. “Watch this!” he said excitedly, poking his friends. And to a man, every one of them were flabbergasted by my beer-popping wizardry skills. I couldn’t believe they had never seen the open-a-beer-with-a-lighter thing before. I’ve been watching my dad open beers with everything from lighters to a seatbelt buckles as far back as I can remember. Inside the Mothership (as Phish fans lovingly refer to the Hampton Coliseum) the anticipation was mounting. To say the show was sold out was an understatement. Thousands upon thousands of serious concert fans had been waiting five years for this night and those of us that made it in knew we were in for something epic. And when the lights went down, the epic began. The roar of the crowd was really quite incredible; it was a sustained thrust of thankful joy screamed at the band from every seat and it sounded glorious. I couldn’t believe that 9,500 people making that much noise could get any louder but when Phish played the first notes of their opener Fluffhead the fans went momentarily nuts. Y’see, when the band called it quits at their Coventry festival the weekend of concerts had been one musical trainwreck after another. The fact is Trey was too messed up (both at the festival and in general) to play any of his intricate composed guitar parts with any accuracy whatsoever (though I remember his improvised jamming from Coventry having some definite highlights). In short, the weekend was a musical disaster. And now here it was a half-decade later and the band confidently launched their return with Fluffhead – one of their most beloved composed masterpieces – an epic journey of a song with more than it’s fair share of intricacies and hairpin turns. This was the band’s way of telling us, “We’re back, we’ve practiced, we’re confident, and everything’s gonna be okay.” And if that wasn’t enough they played Divided Sky for the next number, another conglomerate of deftly played snippets wrapped up in a joyous one-line singalong. When Phish followed up with their straight-up rocker Chalkdust Torture the crowd seemed to calm down and settle into the groove. I did too, and it’s a groove I’ve found myself in ever since. Since then I would see the band about a hundred more times. Every tour announcement since this Hampton run has been pored over and scrutinized and applied to our own lives and vacation plans whenever possible. Show rumours invariably precede a flurry of online hotel bookings “just in case” while flights are sourced. So yeah, things are quite a bit different since this concert. Sure, life before the return of Phish was simpler and much cheaper but it involved a lot less Phish concerts, and Phish concerts are fun. And they’ve only gotten more fun since I started going to them with my in-house superfan. And while I still find myself flailing along far behind m’lady in the Phish fan category I have to admit I’m really starting to get into these guys. More ticket stories: [url]https://toddmanout.com[/url]
, attached to 2009-03-08

Review by toddmanout

toddmanout March 8th, 2009 was the third and final night of Phish’s comeback run at The Mothership in Hampton, Virginia, and while this show was really great on it’s own merits* (they played a bunch of my goto Phish favourites like Maze, My Friend, Slave To The Traffic Light and perhaps especially Contact, not to mention a couple of really great covers: While My Guitar Gently Weeps and George Jones’ She Thinks I Still Care) their first post-hiatus show from two days previously had so much going on I’m going to use this space to add a couple of stories about that night instead. First of all, on that first night m’lady succeeded in one of the greatest sneak-it-ins I’ve ever seen up close. As she was getting patted down and having her purse inspected by security she had a jean jacket slung over her arm. She had tied up the end of one of the jacket sleeves and inserted into the arm of said sleeve an enormous magnum of champagne. With gritted teeth and subtle movements she slung that jacket around like it didn’t weigh ten pounds and scooted right through security with me right on her heels. We ended up sitting in a corner section with a bunch of her friends and just before the lights went down she popped that bottle of champagne with a loud, unmistakable champagne pow! that sent the cork soaring towards the roof of the coliseum until it almost hit one of the twenty or so hugely oversized balloons that were hung from the ceiling. I’m really glad the cork didn’t pierce one of those big balloons because they almost stole the show. Phish’s lightguy Chris Kuroda (CK5) had bright multicoloured lights pointed at each of the giant dangling orbs and he incorporated them into his light show brilliantly, creating an utterly unique visual experience that suited the short venue perfectly. Early in the first set I went for a quick bathroom run. On my way back up to my seat I spotted a lonely merch table that sold only posters. It was a really cool poster that showed the Hampton Coliseum being pulled underwater by some multi-tentacled beast and they had it in three colours, one for each night of the run. Hmm. I have always been a sucker for merch (t-shirts mostly) that has a specific date on it so I was intrigued. I had heard a bit about this Pollock guy who did posters for Phish and that they often sold for a heady profit. I assumed (wrongly) that these posters were by Pollock and bought my two favourite colour variations. I ended up framing the blue one (it’s on my wall to this day) and selling the other to the couple that was travelling with us (at cost), but most importantly this purchase is what started me into being a bit of a poster-geek. Sure, I don’t usually line up for posters, but I generally buy them whenever one is available (often whether I like them or not, so obsessive am I. Gosh, I have one Mike Gordon poster from Higher Ground that is so horrendously ugly; so inhumanly amateur…it astounds me to this day that I bought it. But it seemed such a great deal for only $20US…). I recall with retrospective horror being in someones hotel room after the show when they asked if they could see the poster. “Sure,” I said, and I happily went about pulling and tugging and wrenching on the poster inflicting untold creases and nicks trying to get it out of the tube. I was going at it with such wanton ferocity that the friend was telling me – begging me – to please stop. “I don’t really need to see it that bad.” But I did get it out. Back at the show, (again, the first night, not the one that this ticket is actually for) Phish played their epic You Enjoy Myself (after a false start) to close out the second set, a song that tends to really throw the spotlight on the spotlights. During the vocal jam at the end of the song CK5’s lights combined with the eerie vocal improv and became downright frightening. I recall the stage being lit with only darkness and blinding white lights that flashed in a way that made them seem to move in directions that they couldn’t possibly have been moving. In fact, the next night I happened to be near the light board and just before the setbreak ended I saw CK5 come out to man his station and I strolled over. Standing at the metal barrier I called out, “Hey Chris! Chris!” until he looked over with a questioning nod. “Hey man, last night when you landed that one airplane on top of that other airplane during You Enjoy Myself, well, that really freaked me out,” I yelled. That made him laugh. He smiled at me and nodded, and held up his index finger as if to say “watch this”. At exactly that moment the house lights went down to start the second set and he went back to work. To date it’s the only time I’ve ever spoken to him. Which is too bad because (I’ll say it again) CK5 is one of the main reasons I keep coming back to see this band. The guy is just so darn creative. Take for example those huge balloons hanging from the ceiling. Midway through the encore the band started playing Bouncing Around The Room and didn’t that CK5 guy press a button that released those massive balloons from the roof and had them fall droopingly onto the crowd. Gosh, it was so beautiful. Of course the intention was that the balloons would proceed to bounce around the room during the song but can you believe people were purposely popping them?!? With mine own eyes I saw people grab at the balloons and intentionally rip holes in them, ruining the whole gag. I think the problem was they were obstructing the view of the patrons on the floor, who were either unaware of or unconcerned with how cool the whole thing looked to the rest of us up in the bowl. It was still pretty supercool though, but it sure could have been supercooler. And finally, I can tell you I was overall very impressed with the small beloved coliseum itself. It felt like I was seeing a concert inside a UFO. *As a matter of fact, I gotta call the first set of this third night the second-best pile of music of the weekend, second only to the first night’s second set, which comes first. Overall the weekend was a great show sandwiched between two unbelievable shows, though I would accept many arguments to the contrary. Bottom line is Phish worked hard to meet some very high expectations, and they easily surpassed them. All in all the band delivered a spectacular triduum of music and (with the help of we, their fans) sponsored a helluva good time over three nights in Hampton, and they proved that they can be at least the band they once were, perhaps even more. But most importantly Trey, Mike, Page, and Fishman (and CK5) left little doubt that we may just have Phish as a permanent distraction again again. And the fans seemed willing to keep up their end of the bargain. Welcome back everyone! toddmanout.com
, attached to 2011-06-03

Review by toddmanout

toddmanout I’ve always loved irony, though I despise ironing, which is slightly ironic I suppose. But as I say, I love irony, so I maintain a lifelong commitment to continue hating ironing. So anyway, a long time ago I was struck by an ironic thought: imagine selling a t-shirt that says “Capitalism Sucks” at 100% profit margin? Heck, for a double entendre of irony (a double irondre?) you could even print it in all capital letters. CAPITALISM SUCKS I just had to do it, and I did. I contacted an old friend who was in the t-shirt game and got a couple hundred printed up for five bucks a pop, just in time for George W. Bush’s first visit to Ottawa. I hawked somewhere between sixty and eighty shirts at the protest downtown so I came pretty close to breaking even in one afternoon. After that I had them hanging in a record shop on Rideau Street and it was their biggest selling shirt. But like I say it was a record shop so they didn’t really sell a whole lot of t-shirts anyway. Other than that I’ve never really actively sold them, except once. I was heading down to the US for a quick Phish run that was starting at Pine Knob on June 3rd, 2011. M’lady had mentioned that the Pine Knob lot was actually a collection of grassy fields and it sounded pretty fun. I’ve always quite liked the relaxed hustle of the jammy parking lot independent merch scene and the few times I’ve sold dollar-beers or Jager shots at shows I really had a lot of fun doing it, so I thought I’d bring a handful of shirts with me to Pine Knob and kill the afternoon spreading the irony around. I figured that nobody would get the joke more than this crowd and I was right. As I cruised the rows of parked cars and their accompanying lawnchair gatherings I got plenty of laughs and high fives. Really, it was more performance art than it was a sales pitch. Of course I got called out often for being a hypoocrite, to which I delivered my standard rebuke: “I’m not selling t-shirts, I’m selling irony at ten buck a pop. And with every ironic purchase you get a free t-shirt to commemorate the occasion!” My word, I can be so droll. Believe it or not, the line actually worked on one guy, who handed me ten dollars and marked my only actual sale of the day. Easier to believe is the fact that my line didn’t work at all on the parking lot security dudes who confiscated my remaining shirts. “But it’s performance art!” I pleaded. “It’s irony! I’m not selling shirts, I’m selling irony!” Of course they were having none of it. They offered me a choice: hand over the six shirts I had with me or they could escort me to the police tent and I could discuss it with the Sheriff. The fact that I had accidentally flashed my wares to a uniformed police officer earlier and got nothing but a smile and a wave made me actually consider it. But showtime was looming so I let these guys steal my irony and shrugged it off over another lot beer before going into the show. Phish raged it. Totally heady Down With Disease. I was hoping they’d play Makisupa Policemen to honour my pre-show travails but they didn’t. But like I say, pretty sweet DWD. Somehow or another I’m down to just a dozen or so Capitalism Sucks shirts left in the closet. I’ve only given a few of them away - not counting my donation to the Pine Knob Security thrift sale bin - so I guess I’ve made a few bucks on them by now. To be honest, I’ve always planned to sink the profits into an even better, even more ironic product that I’ve had kicking around in my head for a few years. Would it be ironic if I never got around to it? (Ironically, CAPITALISM SUCKS t-shirts are currently available right here: [url]https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/27698595-capitalism-sucks?store_id=1187036[/url] ) toddmanout.com
, attached to 1990-03-28

Review by Shadowfox0

Shadowfox0 First ever Runaway Jim and 1st ever Tweezer that is huge I have COME TO LEARN that Phish i wish this were not true btw but they go for it out of the gate another way to say this is they shoot their load like a 15 yr old boy virgin They always go for it right away like Boston or Cream or Eric Clapping wishing he was still IN Cream Sometimes we wish we did not get rid of that ex wife of that tool we so needed badly I have witnessed the best ever Lonely Trip was on its debut in Hershey Park 2021 HOT CHOCOLATE !!! Made that show for me it was so beautifully serene and calm I wish I was in PA at 9:30 ish when Trey went to Halley's Comet Land 8-11-2021 I have also witnessed the only good JOY which is crazy because the song TITLE should inspire better versions or at least occasional jams but it never does but this 1st out of the gate in Camden 2009-6-7 Sugar Shack 1st or last time will always be a shit MIKE'S SONG Mike needs to get into his own and play Contusion (Songs in the Key of Life instrumental) or play Victim or Marissa or even Cathy i love Mike but he needs to assert himself Ok yes Ya Mar always needs to also be played but also not a Phish or Mike Leo Kottke Original I get why Phish is stagnating in waters that do not have current I will tell you the current has NOTHING to do w GHOSTS or SOULS but it has a million percent to deal W the SPIRIT of us all SPIRIT talk about spirit in 2023 and maybe we will listen and you will not be pissing in our ears w the devil satan's satanic lies of confusion and mexican spirits from tequila land Why must you shoot your load best the first time like a 10 year old boy looking at penthouse and playboy long before the internet just saying read a better book or better yet 66 real TRUE books of SPIRIT LIFE like Jeff Holdsworth he knew how to hold on to what was worth holding onto just saying trey you idiot for such a wise guy you have no wisdom and for so many notes and speeches about Gamehendge you say nothing about the New Earth or real life not the matrix lies from Satan i wanna talk about TRUTH and the WAY and LIFE ETERNAL but all Phish wants to talk about is drugs and Gamehendge and bullshit lies from Garcia's brain full of lies
, attached to 2021-12-31

Review by HarpuaTheBulldog

HarpuaTheBulldog Watched this show from the webcast while at my boyfriend's house in Portland, OR before we went out for the night. Was a pretty solid show all things considered! Writing this over 6 months later without relistening to the show, this will be mainly based on memory. Set 1: Really good setlist. They could basically use any song they wanted for this show since it was a one-off, so we got a ton of first-set heavy hitters. The Moma - Tube - 46 Days opener was solid and while nothing special, scratched the itch. Time Turns Elastic was a major surprise. I didn't even really know what song it was at first, having to check online. I didn't get on the Phish tour bus until early 2014 so I never caught one of these live, that was a major treat. I don't think it was a coincidence that one of the biggest wildcards of the show came from a song that a very vocal fan contingent hated, and then the one time they don't play in front of an audience they bust it out. Pretty good stuff and I honestly really liked this version of it too. Would not be upset if it returned to semi-regular rotation, but I kind of doubt it. Ghost > Slave the best part of the rest. Set 2: I don't recall much about the start of this, perhaps a rather rough ripcord into Miss You from DWD remembering back. The YEM that comes next is the highlight of the show - they start the vocal jam, finish it, but then a "holy shit" moment comes when they return back to a full band jam with their instruments right after. Very good stuff, and then they continue the themes throughout the rest of the set in >Frankie Says [wild choice!] and then >Mercury. That three-song bit is the best part musically of the show. Set 3: I liked the Blaze On into What's the Use, if you have the video or even just the audio, the WTU is worth checking out for the lack of any crowd response. Both the Blaze and the Everything's Right didn't seem particularly new for a NYE set but they both delivered. I enjoyed the Baby Lemonade bustout as well. Hood to close, great peak and interesting to hear without the crowd "HOOD" reaction. Overall? I think this was solid given the circumstances of no NYE show. It didn't really have too many standout moments, but it was enjoyable as a pre-NYE webcast from the West Coast Couch. Must hears: Set 1: Time Turns Elastic {novelty factor}, Ghost > Slave Set 2: YEM > Frankie Says > Mercury Set 3: Everything's Right > Auld Lang Syne > Everything's Right , WTU and Hood {if you wanna hear them with no crowd}
, attached to 1994-06-11

Review by theghost

theghost Giving this one an anniversary listen tonight...it's been a long time. I got the tapes of this not too long after the show ("not too long" meaning a month or two in the days of snail mail tape trading). It was a really hotly traded show, as there were very few soundboards getting out anymore. I guess Paul had literally "pulled the plug" on soundboard patches to the tapers as things started getting crazy. In fact, the majority of the 94 SBDs that are out there today didn't leak out of "the vault" and get into wide circulation for years... in most cases, not until music started moving around the internet post-millenium (you youngsters may not understand the utter thrill of finally being able to get Phish recordings without the post office involved, btw). So this show had the benefit of a much better sounding recording than most of the other amazing shows that kept coming out, one after another, and it was clearly a strong one with a killer setlist for the day...all their best ones at the time imo...Stash, Antelope, Split, Fluff, YEM. I ended up trading these tapes a lot, but I deemed the show to be a bit too "safe" and kept searching for the shows where they took more risks and hit greater heights. I could live with some rough spots if my mind was sufficiently blown in the end. Listening back 28 years later though (yikes, that's a whole lot of years), what I heard as "safe" back then sounds more like "mature" now. This marvelous show is just SO listenable. Maybe it's like my opinion about figure skating (of which I have few) that if you fall in a competition you should be disqualified. Staying on your feet is kind of the fundamental part of skating and I don't see how you can call yourself a champion/medalist (that competition anyway) if the whole world saw you flopped ass-down on the ice. If you think that's harsh, then stick with moves you can do. I don't love figure skating and my tolerance of crappiness is correspondingly low. My love for Phish, of course, is huge, but as the years have gone by, my patience for moments I don't love has waned a bit too. Too many ragged minutes scattered throughout a show (or even a long track) seem to temper my joy for the high points these days, like a skater's fall ruins an otherwise flawless routine (imo, again). It's live improvisational music so I totally forgive the band for glitches, but my listening preferences have become much more selective. So this has gotten pretty long winded, but my point is...this show is just so strong and consistent from start to finish. There isn't a dull or clumsy moment anywhere. Nothing abrasively experimental. Nobody's on auto-pilot...all four members on top of their game, throwing out fresh ideas with energy, confidence, and control. Other reviewers have covered the specifics well. I agree that Mike is particularly awesome in this one... I give him the MVP award for the night. Trey gobbles up most all of the MVP awards in '94 but Mike gets this one. He reeks of confidence and swagger... F's your face with bass all over this show. Definitely an excellent show for a newbie due to the lack of "challenging" moments for new ears.
, attached to 2022-06-03

Review by jawnh

jawnh I'm biased having been there, but thought the energy flow throughout the entire first night in particular of the three ahows, the song placements, jam segments, segues FLOW all were exceptionally high. The jam out of Mull went otherworldly in a quick heartbeat after Trey launched the > part taboot. Subtle yet discernable Let it Grow quote out of the BOAF jam too.
, attached to 2000-06-09

Review by theghost

theghost I couldn't agree more with DemandOpener about this Tweezer... he's a little kind if anything. I just gave this one my full attention and I simply don't get the love for this. 30+ minutes at an extremely slow tempo, and virtually zero fresh ideas. So much brain-dead, auto-pilot noodling from Trey...sigh. But I never enjoyed 2.0 either so take my opinion as you will. Check out the Atlanta Tweezer from a couple of weeks later (6/24/00). That one is MILES better than this one and a big favorite of mine.
, attached to 2012-06-10

Review by rjmasterson

rjmasterson This was my phirst show - I'm listening to it now, exactly a decade later, remembering the circumstances of the day and of the weekend. Two of my friends and I had signed up to volunteer as a means of getting tickets for free; we ended up working one 13.5 hour shift, ostensibly helping space cars appropriately as they arrived to set up camp. Our advisors ended up taking their golf cart and going to smoke in the woods. We never heard from them specifically again and spent most of the night wandering Pod 2, our designated parking assistance area. Eventually, we snuck back to camp and slept for a few hours before returning to Pod 2 in time to be picked up for the shift rotation. When we got back to camp, the other volunteers and coordinators were all pretty relieved ("You were the guys from Pod 2? Wow, sounded like a nightmare out there."), and we ended up receiving meal tokens for having been apparently forgotten about. We didn't have to work our next scheduled shift the following night, either. Exhausted from the rest of the weekend already, I spent all day posted up at the fence line, the closest you could get without having to cycle out between acts, which is what was happening in the pit. My friends didn't want to spend all day rail riding, which I don't blame them for, and they weren't that far behind me anyway. I watched Gary Clark, the Beach Boys, Bon Iver and, finally, these guys. One thing I really like about festivals is that the artists themselves become fans - seeing Trey on the side of the stage geek out during the Beach Boys' set is one of my all-time favorite concert memories. Anyway, the show itself is not as bad as some of the comments make it seem. In particular, criticism over them repeating stuff from Worcester seems misguided at best; it's a festival, so they'll play a festival-friendly set. I know the crowd was grooving to it, and there's no doubt that at least some non-phans came away from this show converted. In hindsight, the timing/fit of the Kenny Rogers appearance following Axilla could have been better, but it was such a joy to see them kick it with Kenny either way. The second set is when they really hit the groove, in my opinion. Golden Age is killer, 2001 was primo and the CDT was tasty, if not quite as raucous as it can get. Carini did some work, and then, sure enough, the Shafty bust out. What a trip. Rock and Roll->Rocky Top was a nice run of songs to close out the sets; we were already making our way back to camp to try and beat the rush during the encore, but we could hear it, and closing with Tweeprise was the only way to wrap up the festival. I used my final meal token to buy a quesadilla that I ate during this show's Hood. Best quesadilla I ever did have.
, attached to 2022-06-04

Review by BCADrummer

BCADrummer First time submitting a review. Turtle: I have no use for this song except for the dance moves because I do love when they dance. It was a nice little groove to get people up. Undermind was a little lackluster. It’s fun listening to Fish play those wack fills at the end and cracking Trey up in the process. Drift: cathartic emotional release. Very heavy hearing my story get sung to me by the best band in the world. Letter: meh. Good for stat purposes. Solid performance but it doesn’t do much for me. Stealing: this was the first sign of the beast deciding it was going to get up and take a look around after the end of Drift woke it up. Loved it. High level intuitive jam Jim: a little bit disappointing. I really hoped they would take it for a walk. It felt like Trey never found his footing. But Mike and Fish had it going on for sure and they revisited that groove in the Wave jam. Fish also tried out a couple of really cool triplet ideas on the snare that were interesting and unique. Camel walk: I like the odd time breakdowns. When they hit them it’s awesome and they did here. Full disclosure: I’m one of those people who goes to hear them hit the changes in addition to the improv. Timber: It cooked along but they wouldn’t take off the leash. It was kicking the stall and they wouldn’t open the door. I don’t get it. I didn’t hear anything that sounded off or was interfering with them stretching it out. Who knows. It did cook right along though. Julius: I don’t know what my beef is with that song. Just don’t care for it. To me Julius and My Soul are interchangeable blues rave ups. I mean Trey can shred the blues as we well know but Julius ain’t it for me. SOAM: I love dark evil Phish and will take whatever I can get. This scratched my itch 100%. So my question is this. Is SOAM a type 2 jam? That jam in any other song would be type 2. But that’s what they’re “supposed” to do in SOAM. So does it really ever go type 2? A bit esoteric but it got me thinking. Plus it crushed my son who was seeing his first show. Afterwards he was shouting “I get it now! I understand now! I get what you’ve been talking about my whole life! I get it!” It was a special moment. YEM: above average in every way. Post vocal jam was wonderful blissy. As my son said “I didn’t know music could be this beautiful.” Historic and special. I’ve heard a lot of yems over 30 years and this is the best of the 3.0 I’ve seen. It holds its own against any 3.0 I say. Wave: great rocker to keep the energy in the room up and the jam was just what I needed. Patient and exploratory. Mike was stepping into a directorial role. He drove some of the coolest changes. Fish was absolutely on fire. The half time breakdown at the very end of the jam was fantastic. Skies the limit for this one. Bug: perfect breather after 42 minute opening blow out. Bug is no ordinary slow down number though. It is an exceptional song and they played it to a T. Pretty much my favorite song of the night that didn’t include a jam. Mike owned it. The changes between chorus/verse were pristine. Maybe the best I’ve ever heard for my tastes. Jibboo: perfectly placed I thought. A good dancer but not too aggressive. Ideal ramp up number to build the energy for show closing. The jam was fantastic. Loved what they did with it. Different direction from the typical jibboo jam that’s centered around treys loops. Which was a welcome development as I feel sometimes they get bound to that and it restricts their field of play. And as a result you don’t get gems like this one. Underrated jam. Howling: still internalizing this material. it slam dunked the vibe that jibboo set up perfectly. Nice bit of set list work there. Always love the phish dance party. I said to my son this is a newer song and he looks at me and says “it kicks ass!” GxBx: completely caught me off guard and it was perfect. They needed a rocking slammer to close after the dance party and they picked the best one for that moment. Only two covers up to that point and I was not thinking covers at all. Towering rock and roll majesty. Page singing I know what it means to be alone verse cracks me up every time. Maze: sign me up. It didn’t sound like anything else they do. Unique not only in its mere existence but in its execution as well.
, attached to 2014-08-01

Review by vanuber

vanuber I was in attendance but just gave this show another listen today and really enjoyed it. Very tight playing all around with the band stretching their legs with the new, at the time, Fuego material. The Ballad of Curtis Loew was a highlight for me, but both sets are really tight and a good listen. DWD is not usually my favorite, but this one has some sauce. Awesome teases in Antelope. Good times! This one is definitely under-rated here.
, attached to 2021-08-03

Review by YummyNutbag

YummyNutbag Very underrated show imo, which is understandable if you're just looking at the setlist. Anyone who attended understands that the jams and energy were better than the following night, which is better rated and looks better on paper. PYITE kicked it off old school, The Divided Sky was sacred and powerful, It's Ice and Squirming Coil continued a classic first set, and About To Run RIPPED, we're all feeling like that these days. Party Time was a great S2 opener, and the jams in No Men, Ruby Waves and Light were dark, unique and focused. The YEM was the icing on the cake, and the whole show left me sweatier and more satisfied than the following night or any of DC '21, which were all good shows.
, attached to 2022-06-05

Review by jamburglar

jamburglar S1: Thought the show started really strongly with a great cover, that a lot of people will have been chasing, into a high-energy My Soul. Seemed perhaps a little bit rushed thereafter from my perspective (not quite Charleston N3 (you know which run I'm talking about), but a little bit of 'play the hits'). Wombat and Evolve were fun and bouncy. Guyute was played well relative to some other recent renditions, which was a great treat. The ripchord Mercury into Moma sort of sums up my feelings on Set 1: a lot of great classics that are welcome in most 1st sets, but perhaps not quite as welcome in 1st sets that are absent any notable exploration of the material. [b] S2: SAND...this is one of those moments, for me, that justifies why we go to such lengths to see these guys. I'm not sure if the english language even contains the right words to describe the genius on display in these 35 minutes. Please listen to this if you haven't yet. There was evil, there was tension, there were builds to more tension, and there were tension releases so good that I got goosebumps. It was just one of those jams where, stone-cold sober, I felt like my face had melted off onto the cement under the pavilion seating and my brain had been catapulted back into the lawn somewhere....[/b] ...okay...I don't want to talk about the rest of S2 because it just feels harsh to say a bad thing after that sand, but it seemed like the band maybe ran out of steam by the time Sigma Oasis segued back into Sand. I love 20YL in that spot, but thought it deserved some cathartic, mellow, soaring meandering to give everyone some time to collect themselves instead of a choppy Mango. Rise/Come, Free were good energy tunes to end the set without them being noteworthy renditions. Encore: Grind, Slave. Loved it. Beautiful Slave, as ever, to send everyone home with some nice tingles. Sand made all 8 of these shows worth the price of entry, so always grateful and can't wait for late July!
, attached to 2022-06-05

Review by TwiceBitten

TwiceBitten Move along, move along… nothing to see here… just one of the sickest jams Phish has ever played. Absolutely incredible Sand, propulsive, keyed-in, churning psychedelia. Sometimes they play a handful of good jams, sometimes they play a couple of great jams, on this night they played one single jam that was as deep as anything they’ve done in this era. The Sigma Oasis and return to Sand is nice too. The rest of the set coasts, but that’s fine. Custy up, noobs.
, attached to 2021-10-31

Review by bradenwright

bradenwright Ghost was by far the highlight of the weekend, one of the highlights of the tour! The Halloween set was amazing. I'd take seeing it over any other album they've covered. It was so originally and funky and I love those synth tones trey and everyone are using. I've also never seen the and look like they were having more fun. It was contagious, such a unique experience. One of my favorite shows I've seen
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