Don't ever do 3 purple gel tabs before a show only having ever done 1 weak hit of paper...and with a friend taking 2 gel tabs, never having dropped before, then be upper level 400 at MSG.

I'm still not positive the space ship returned after it took off.

Alright, so I was at all 4 nights of this run. Box seats the entire run. Our crew was the only ones in the box. Epic. It was like having Phish play in our living room. Somehow this show escaped me as to how amazing it really is. 12/30/93, 12/30/97, maybe even 12/30/94 are all known as the sleeper shows. Somehow I forgot about this show.

So, Charlie Miller remasters this show, and I give it a listen. Holy cow! First off, the Sample "jam" is awesome! I've said that twice in my life, I think. But the Maze and Reba from Set I really shine. There is major chillage in the Reba, and although those 5 distinct notes are never hit which really brings resolution to the Reba jam, Trey still manages to hit those peaks that gives everyone goosebumps. Just a beauty, and it goes RIGHT into the whistling. No pause. Strange.

The 2nd set is where the real meat is though. The DWD is fantastic, and doesn't devolve into space before a segue, but rather finds its way back to the DWD reprise outro. Great version.

The Piper. Ahhh, the Piper. The good old days of the Piper build. I really think Trey forgot how to properly play Piper. Whip that crowd into a frenzy! This one does just that, and then comes Prince Caspian, which has a completely strange jam which segues into Coil. This Coil has the strangest Coil jam I've ever heard. I do remember this at the show. Trey came back out. That hardly ever happens, so I was all psyched, thinking we'd get a treat in the vein of 5/8/93, which has that amazing Coil jam. What we got instead was insanity, with the most beautiful segue into a gorgeous, just GORGEOUS, Slave.

This show is one for the books. I gave it 4 out of 5 because it just oozes awesome. I remember the Grind, and thinking what a bizarre song. I totally forgot it was the Grind we now hear often.

LISTEN TO THIS SHOW! Find the Charlie Miller remaster!

20 years into my Phish listening "career", and they still blow me away. Legendary.

(Published in the second edition of The Phish Companion...)

Madison Square "Grind"�
Tom Marshall tends to celebrate New Years Eve a night early. So it wasn't a surprise that Phish's primary scribe decided to deliver his traditional Holiday Prank twenty-four hours before most of the world uttered the hymn "Auld Lang Syne."� But, instead of offering a zany cover or odd-pop culture parody, as had become the December 30th custom, Marshall gave fans another sort of treat at the tail end of 1998: a quick, rough Billy Breathes outtake called "Grind."�
At the time it seemed a bit strange for Phish to poke fun at its own canon. For much of their career the group's archives were somewhat shut, relying more on intangible theatrics than personal baggage to build Phish's on-stage persona. Yet sometime around New Years 1995, things started to change. Three years since their ascent to area-rock comfort, a musical event that coincidentally culminated at Madison Square Garden New Years 1995, Phish successfully weeded out their high-school high jinks. Sure, occasional vacuum solos and cover-craziness proved Phish still didn't take themselves too seriously, but the quartet also began to take stock of their living legacy. Mail-order albums like The White Tape¬ and Trey Anastasio's One Man's Trash provided fans their first legal glimpse into Phish's creative process. Similarly, the recently released Phish Book and film Bittersweet Motel, which was in post-production during New Years 1998, allowed the band to address their audience and ponder their feelings in a concrete and uncharacteristically professional manner.
Looking back, it's fitting that Phish would poke-fun at their own musical blunders. In fact, Phish's New Years 1998 run is somewhat of a turning point for the group. When placed next to earlier New Years Gags (Flying Hot-Dogs, Oasis covers), "Grind"� seems somewhat sedate and self-depreciative. Yet, as the band moved farther away from zaniness and closer to the personal ponderings that gave way to the hiatus, it seems like Phish couldn't have picked a more appropriate song to spoof.
Musically, December 30th ranks among the latter half of year's best performances. A night before New Years, the show also looked back at the group's 1998 odyssey, mixing in songs from the recently released The Story of the Ghost and old-road horses like "Down with Disease"� and "Squirming Coil."� Playing amongst a sea of flowers and glow-worm dancers, Phish played with a festive, youthful spark, turning Madison Square Garden into the World's Most Famous Club. The group's first four-night, single-venue, stand in two years, and their second since Nectars, Phish spent a few sets of their run getting comfortable in their temporary living quarters and used this night to truly stretch out their tunes.
Opening with "Chalkdust Torture,"� Phish set the stage for a "rock"� focused first set. Playing four nights at the same venue also allowed the group to dig a bit deeper into their repertoire, unearthing a arena-ready version of "Big Black Furry Creatures from Mars"� and a fun, always quirky, "The Old Home Place."� "Frankie Says"� and "Roggae"� allowed Phish to play around with their vocal harmonies, an iconic trend, that symbolized the group's most communal year yet. Similarly, Phish nodded to their famed November 1998 "Wipeout show"� by teasing the riff during the encore of "Possum,"� complete with a CK5-approved light solo.
Stylistically, 1998 is somewhat of a bridge between the previous year's "cow-funk"� and the following two-year's ambient experiments. Though Mike Gordon and Jon Fishman's tight-knit rhythm still led jams like "The Moma Dance,"� Anasasio's axe had already became more pronounced and angular by New Years 1998. Taking a cue from his own solo-album musings, Anastasio also begun to experiment with his instrument's effects pedals and delay loops; stylistic spices that colored the group's sound until its hiatus. An unorthodox ending to "Squirming Coil,"� without Page McConnell's solo, and a segue into "Slave to the Traffic Light,"� particularly showcased this style, favoring for the first time trance over groove. Given the show's arena-rock setting, it also made sense for the group to embrace their own inner rock-star status. Ripping through "Sample in a Jar"� and "Loving Cup,"� and allowing "Wilson's"� tag to echo for a few extra minutes.
Perhaps 12/30/98 will be best known, however, for its experimental second-set. Opening with an extended, bass-heavy "Down with Disease,"� the quartet played around with tempo before losing the Hoist song in an altogether independent jam. Switching from that song's high-energy bridge and smooth textures to its funky underbelly, Phish bridged two eras of their career. Similarly, "Piper,"� still a relatively new addition to the group's regular repertoire, crashed and burned with a disheveled brilliance, complete with a glow-stick war that foreshowed the song's Camp Oswego peak.
Phish always seems to preview their newest stylistic experiments during their "surprise festival set."� So it makes sense that Fall 1998 showed elements of Lemmonwheel's Brian Eno-esque minimalism creeping into their sound. Having completely abandoned composition during the recording on The Story of the Ghost, Phish began to use their songs as handles to dip into carefully layered trance.
Offering a five-song, seventy-minute set, Phish embraced their free-form freedom. Even "Prince Caspian,"� the set's one lullaby, featured an extended workout that emphasized the song's lush, understated guitar. As the group danced through segues, the concert's glow-worm dancers mimicked Phish's sound, making for an utterly strange, but fitting, metaphor for the show: huddling together, slowly dispersing into a sea of glow sticks, and returning together for a carefully choreographed jam.
As encore time approached, Marshall ascended to the stage to offer his New Years cover. Singing lead on the tender, yet tongue-in-cheek, "Grind,"� Marshall also used the opportunity to try out his own role as front man. An unintentional preview of the coming year, 1999 would see more Marshall on-stage appearances than ever, both with his Amphibian project and as Phish's on-stage jester (he would dawn a number of celebrity personas, such as Roger Daltry and Bruce Springsteen). But along with his Phish companions, Marshall used "Grind"� as another sort of parody. Perhaps as a nod to set lists happy fans, Anastasio noted that this was "Grind's"� world debut, and Marshall joked that it was a "big mistake"� that the song never made it onto an album. Lasting just over a minute, the song seemed to symbolize Phish's place in pop culture: trying to understand their developing legacy.
Phish always tends to peak when nobody is looking. So it makes sense that the group's most reflective and musically adventurous show of this New Year's run took place a night before the holiday. Since then, the group has shifted styles and on-stage personas several times offering many more rarities and musical reflections following their post-hiatus return to form. But those fans at the Madison Square Garden will always have "Grind"� as their first glimpse into Phishtory.

This show is a must for many reasons but the DWD alone is one for the ages. The way Trey brings it back, it hits such a peak at the end. A must hear! Mike is particularly on fire this show too. Bravo boys, bravo!

IMO, this is the most underrated NYE run show in Phish's career. It's very easy to see "Caspian, Coil -> Slave" on the setlist and presume that the set ran out of steam and was low-energy, but the tapes prove otherwise. I also appreciate the echo of Fish's snare resonating around the Garden during the DWD->Piper transition. And to top it off, Trey shares the spotlight with his bandmates in an all-time-great version of Possum - what I would give for them to play the song like this all the time...

I wish I could edit my previous review, but I need to mention the Possum.

I'm not a fan of Possum.

This Possum is over the top. Just sick. From the beginning to the end, and when they went into the Wipeout jam, it made complete sense, as if I was right back at 11/27/98. I think I actually anticipated it. My memory is foggy though.

Once again, LISTEN TO THIS SHOW!