"Fee: ... After the final chorus, I saw Trey mouth something to Mike, and they started playing this pretty and ethereal melody. I was stunned. Combined with the sunset, I'm pretty sure that this was one of the prettiest moments I've ever witnessed."

No question about it: this jam is one of the simplest, loveliest things I've heard Phish play in years. Patient, delicate, uplifting. It's just a couple of minutes long, but those two minutes are perfect. Uneven but intermittently second set here as well. Check out the Tweezer jam: Trey's pluckin' a la the Worcester '10 Hood but in a new sex-nasty context; the result is basically several minutes of smart three-handed funk before the Ernestroid comes back in to *hurt* some motherfuckers.