This was all very traumatic because it was my first show and I had driven 4 hours from upstate ny to attend. I was 17 so of course the little squares of paper were involved. After getting thrown out we got to meet some of the more colorful denizens of the neighborhood which was know as The Combat Zone.
me:" so where are you from?"
Combat Zone Guy "My mother"
So that was interesting. We could hear the songs from inside but since I really wasn't that familiar it was all a blur to me. I've never listened to this show because it brings back bad memories.
I think this is what led to me getting obsessed with Phish because I was very upset about being kicked out. I almost went to the show at Union College the next night but my ride backed out. Someone in the lot told me tickets were only 5 bucks I wonder if that was true.