To me so many of these shows were told by the way one acquired a ticket to enter. Is was as if the band just knew how difficult and hard we had to work or in my case how fortunate we were if we could score a pass to enter into their realm for the evening. We all loved energy, that is why we were there, it drew us from venue to venue. Many of us picked up trash, some begged, and some had money for face value but no ticket in hand. The Midwest was blessed with these theaters, check at the Murat Shows and McCauley theaters if you need some background on the venues. The only let down, was that Phish was starting to press out at the seams. And some of the most loyal fans were getting kept out on some nights. My story was simple, a mob was entering into the front formal entrance and my bredren who had no cash spotted what seamed a mother of some child who could not attend, she took my $15 for a stub and next thing I know, Trey on the megaphone chanting WILSON. Loved this show the whole way, highlights as usual It's Ice, Mango Song and Lizards(although not flawless, but beautiful and always has been my favorite and first Phish song I ever heard). The antelope, Suzy, and Divided sky were all standard at the time, an indication that Phish was playing some of it's strongest older material. It always felt special and back then a funky bitch encore was much appreciated by the die hard phisheads. Overall the venue was A+, difficult getting a ticket 8.9/10, and set list for me 9/10. Thanks Shawn.