, attached to 1996-12-06

Review by Shred

Shred 12/6/2016 today. 20 years ago today…

Warning this is more of a story than a review. After 11/30/94 McNichols show when I took the crown off of Jerry’s head when the big man forgot the word INSPIRATION in Terrapin (my last dead show) and handed it to Trey- there was no looking back. (Don’t worry Jerry will always be KING) Many dead heads were saying hey Shred, they suck (jerry’s dead phish suck get a job sticker forecast), their lyrics suck blah blah. I said listen Trey can hold a room like MSG on the tip of his dick and fuck it in every position. Period. Now those Neh sayers have seen more Phish shows then I have as I actually did get a job. Everyone should be thanking me as we just saw PH play one hell of a 2016 Fall Tour, no other band could have filled those shoes.

It was the first official show in Vegas. The Aladdin had no idea what was in store. The theater was gorgeous. Very small I would guess less than 10k. I was literally front row center. Right in front of Trey. I really don’t need to review the show. Everyone knows this show. It’s one of the all-time greatest. Live Phish Release. First set completely ripped. Second set melted faces. If they played a show like this now Miner’s head would explode, PT would go black, twitter would be trending #phishaladdin and facebook, well it would still suck.

During intermission I was given my courtesy crack and peel to the clinic. And after the show I headed back. Even though I had a lot of friends at the show, I was really more or less flying solo. I got back stage a little too quick. The only people there were me and Les. So I grabbed a Sierra Nevada pale ale. Cracked it open. Took a huge sip. Grabbed another. put one in my back pocket for later and started to talk to Les about the show. He was very excited about playing. I have seen more Primus shows than I care to admit. I am a fan of his and he is one of the greatest bass players so this was fun. Didn’t take long for me to run into my crew. We hung out for a while than eventually made it back to Mikie from Telluride’s room at the Aladdin.

We were partying there for a spell then headed off to gamble. Like an idiot I forgot my wallet so we lost the group. Grabbed my wallet back at the room. Then Mikie and I went to another hotel to gamble. We were hanging out at the casino, when we ran into Trey. Mikie knew him from Telluride which obviously surprised me. And the three of us were hanging out and talking. Then Trey said he wanted to go somewhere else. They jumped in a limo and left me like a lost puppy. So I went to the Olympic Gardens and got a few lap dances before I passed out next door at the Holiday Inn. Fuckers.


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