I have never (intentionally) re-listened to any of Coventry. I heard 1 track on LivePhish Radio several years ago and I didn't realize it until it was over, but the jam did catch my ear.

I simply can't bring myself to do it.

I waited 53 hours in traffic. The longest of anyone I've ever spoken to about it. I was one of the last 4 cars allowed off I-91 and only because I was just barely on the exit ramp already when Mike made the announcement on The Bunny.
After that wait and then missing the entire first and 85% of the second set on day 1, still waiting to get in and parked, I walked out during Harry Hood. I did not feel good about Hood and that was not how I wanted to remember that song or this band.

On the last morning, when trying to leave (waiting another 12 hours to get out), I witnessed a circle of friends, all with dreads, cutting them off and burying them in the mud. Incredibly, just 15 feet to the left of them was a phan I recognized. A very kind middle-aged man from Japan who I had met at the Vegas 04 shows up on the rail. He travelled to Vegas and Coventry from Japan for these final shows, and though he spoke essentially no english, we had had several wonderful conversations with smiles, pictures, and hand gestures. I know many people who don't care for Phish, but this proved once again that Phish is universal.

Strangely, my favorite memory from Coventry, and perhaps the most connected I've ever felt with the band, was crying with them during Wading. That is one of the most emotional moments I've ever felt outside of a funeral.

/coventryramble