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Link Tuesday, 05/15/1990
Hamilton College, Clinton, NY

Soundcheck: Sweet Adeline, Funky Bitch

Set 1: Fee > Reba, AlumniAlumni Blues > LTJPLetter to Jimmy Page > AlumniAlumni Blues, Foam, Mike'sMike's Song > HydrogenI Am Hydrogen > WeekapaugWeekapaug Groove, Uncle Pen > Bouncin'Bouncing Around the Room, SOAMeltSplit Open and Melt, Runaway Jim, CoilThe Squirming Coil, LizardsThe Lizards

Set 2: 'A' TrainTake the 'A' Train, Tweezer, HoodHarry Hood, Caravan, DividedDivided Sky, BowieDavid Bowie[1], Contact

[1] Multiple "Elvis" quotes.

Teases:
· Contact and Red Red Wine teases in David Bowie

Average Song Gap: 4.23

Performers: Trey Anastasio, Page McConnell, Jon Fishman, Mike Gordon

Notes: During the pause in Letter to Jimmy Page, Trey dedicated the song to everybody who was graduating. Trey acknowledged having played there for a long time and thanked the students for always inviting the band. The first set of this show was played outdoors and was halted due to rain. The second set was subsequently played indoors. The setlist for the second set may be incomplete. Bowie contained Contact teases in the intro, multiple "Elvis" quotes and a "Red Red Wine" quote. The soundcheck's Adeline contained a Marley quote from Fish. Some recordings that circulate with this date are mislabeled “The Front.”

Song Distribution:
5 Junta
4 Lawn Boy
3 The White Tape
2 Stash
1 A Picture of Nectar
1 The Man Who Stepped into Yesterday

Songs by Debut Year:

This show was part of the "1990 Tour."

tmwsiy Phish.net Staff , attached to 1990-05-15 Permalink
tmwsiy On the eve of 5-15-90, it was decided to light out to Hamilton College for an outdoor show. This despite the fact that there were finals on 5-16. Four of us packed into my Subaru that had seen it's fair share of treks across the Northeast over the past 12 months checking out this new band 'Phish'. The poor Subaru just couldn't make it any longer and blew out the clutch half way there. We hiked two miles to the nearest phone booth & quickly started making calls. In my head, I am thinking, 'We gotta find someone to drive up from Ithaca and take us to Hamilton!' Wheras my buddies where thinking, 'Too bad we can't make the show, gotta find someone to pick us up and take us back'

When this dichotomy was realized, I bid adieu to my friends, and stuck out my thumb in an attempt to hitch the remaining 50 miles or so. Shortly later, I was picked up by the sweetest lady you could imagine. She said she was heading within about 20 miles of Clinton where the school was and she'd be happy to take me as close as that. Once we got to that location, she said, 'Ah heck, I've gotten you this far, I may as well take you to town where you can hop the local bus to campus'. Sweet! I may make the beginning of the show after-all.

As we approach town, she says the same thing....'Oh how silly of me, since I got you to town, it can't hurt to zip you up to campus'. We drive the remaining five miles and she doesn't just dump me off at the edge of campus. She rolls down her window and asks, 'Excuse me young man, where is the rock concert?' This happens three times or so until she navigates right to the quad where the show is. I jump out, hug her, thank her profusely for driving me all that distance and dance right into the quad where the opening notes of Fee were just gracing the air.

After a blistering Reba, and given the college graduations about to take place, a very appropriate Alumni Blues > Jimmy Page > Alumni Blues, I reach for my wallet. Horror! I remembered I had taken it out of my pocket since it had been bothering me and left it in the lady's car right on the backseat. So I am without a penny, no car, temperatures plummeting, no ID and finals tomorrow. Despite the misery of being 'walletless' and 'carless' and alone, I do my best to enjoy the remainder of the set. (Mike's, Split Open, Coil, Jim and others). The sky continued to get darker and darker. And colder. And drops of rain started bouncing off the makeshift stage. It looked ominous. And then the sky totally opened up and the rains came in force! Remainder of show: CANCELLED! Now: no wallet, no car, no way of getting back and no second set.

I start walking from group of people to group of people asking if anyone is driving South. As I make my way around, I bump into a guy I recognize from a show at the Haunt a few weeks earlier. As I start to open my mouth, "Hey Parker, what's happening!" he bellows at me. I give him my story and he says he's heading back to Ithaca. Sweet! Ride home! As we head to a dorm room to pick up one more guy for the ride, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I spin around....and it's........the Sweet Lady! With a massive shit eating grin on her face and holding my wallet in her hand. I saw her with a wallet in her hand! I saw her with a wallet in her hand! She explains that when she got home, she noticed my wallet in the back seat & that she planned on mailing it to me. Then she figured I would need it, so she drove all the way back to deliver to me. If it had been one more minute, I would have been inside and she never would have found me. So now I have my wallet back (and money), and a lift home. As the band is schlepping their gear out, we say, 'Hey Trey, why not play inside?' After a quick laugh, we continue to ask. 'Seriously..why not?' Trey chats it up with the rest of the band and agrees. We bring all the gear into the basement of a dorm hall and get set up pretty quickly. Before you know it, Phish is playing a private show for about 30 of us or so. Requests? You bet. A hat passed to collect money for a keg & pizzas? You bet. Frenetic, balls out playing with a reckless abandon? You bet. 'Contact' played as a perfect way to punctuate this day that centered around my car that got towed? You bet.

The joy of Phish.

Epic from the beginning. Epic still today.
Score: 6
TheEmu Phish.net Staff , attached to 1990-05-15 Permalink
TheEmu OK, tale of two sets here. Set I is, for the most part, pretty average, although there is a pretty hot and interesting Alumni Blues with a kind of groove I'd not heard before. The sound quality kind of goes back and forth, from crispy souboard to muffled soundboard, starting with Reba (which wasn't very good). SOAMelt is also kind of terrible, IMO, with an atonal slop jam that didn't trip my trigger at all. There are also some cuts here and there, such as in Uncle Pen. So, not a great first set, not horrible bad, heading for two stars, I thought.

Set II is one of the more odd sets I've heard. It sounds to me like Page is playing the set with a Casio or some sort of cheap synthisizer. It's really bizarre, with all kinds of weird effects: whistles, bell sounds, harmonica sounds, and other 50's Sci-Fi B-movie effects. There are no notes with the show to indicate Page was using a different instrument, so I'm not sure what the deal was. Sometimes it does sound more like typical electric-keyboard Page, but other times...just weird. I really have a hard time gauging what I think of the jams, as they sounded so odd to me with these effects. I can tell you that there is a cool little bass and drum segment that leads into Tweezer, and I thought that most of the jams sounded fairly average to me...with the exception of Page. Maybe someone can shed some light on this set later. I think I'm gonna rate this as 3 stars, bumping it back up from a two-star first set, just based on how odd it struck me.
Score: 0

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