The third and final installment of my birthday weekend culminated in a orgasmic jam release in the 2nd set. But my show was made in the latter part of the 1st set, certainly not as jammed out as the rest of the show but as being on the train since '09, I'm still getting to know the catalog and have my faves as others have, too. And 46 Days was it, the song I dared to mention at the beginning of the run but immediately erased out of the personal memory bank once the run started, too much to ask for and nearly too much to have gotten, IMHO it was the beginning of the beginning of what was to be presented to us for the rest of our time@Dick's, it over flowed lava-like with jam after jam after jam, the nearly never-ending 46 Days and the one that pretty much completed my short wish list that started to be fulfilled with Carini in the 1st show.

Otherwise, nothing that I can add 'bout the 2nd set except that like many among us I couldn't dance (for various reasons) during the Sand>Ghost>Piper segment but stood slack-jawed to the floor because my face was being fucked once again, the Twenty Years Later (my first) was gorgeously powerful, The Lizards was powerfully beautiful and the Hood was everything it could be. Zero represented the amount of energy I had at the end of it, they asked it all from me and got it all. Happily and without hesitation. Because they want us to be happy.

Thank you Phish for the biggest, baddest, greatest and longest birthday party I've ever been given. Friday, my birthday show, was my favorite but simply due to personal preference and it easily could have been any of the three, they were simply that good show in and show out. Thank you to my beloved peeps for traveling near and far to share my birthday and good times here in Colorado. And thank you Dick's for letting me be me. I LOVE DICK'S! And so does Phish. In that platonic, non-inhaling sort-of way...:-wink/smile!

Peace,
Alex