Coventry was the worst possible ending for Phish but in a way it was appropriate and even kind of necessary. The extreme difficulty of the endnote puncuated by the downright horrible playing helped many Phish fans segue into the next stage of their life. Imagine if you had to witness two absolutely amazing shows and then be expected to walk away forever. I have trouble letting go of Phish when my three or four night run comes to an end after a mind blowing show. Letting go FOREVER would've been impossible.

Despite the hours of traffic, walking miles to get in, tiptoeing everywhere to avoid being lost in miles deep of mud, having just a tent for supplies, and then the oh so God awful music there was simply no other place to be that weekend.

As for the moments of brilliance, to me the problem was the flubs. Duh. What an obvious statement. But what I mean is Phish has always had flubs. When it was the occasional forgotten lyric the crowd would cheer. The band would laugh. It was one more band-crowd bonding moment. But as they happened more and more the joke ended. The fans, and band members, weren't amused anymore. Coventry brought that all to a head. If if was just the Glide all would've been just fine. But it wasn't. It was overwhelmingly bad. Yeah, there's good stuff out there. I'll always hold that Reba in a special place in my heart. It was the last time I got teary at a Phish show.

Ten years later I've never listened to any of it again. There's just too much good Phish available. So while I understand the importance of reliving that weekend ten years later I appreciate that there is new Phish being created still. And it's good. Damn good. 2014 Phish has finally allowed me to feel that feeling that I could've forgotten.