Looking back at this weekend of PHISH, I recall Africa hot days, climbing under my car to sleep, stumbling around at night, and bizarre music. It was the most successful Phish festival I had been to because I had three under my belt. Everyone did. No more parking on the runway, get to the grass. Don't bring a shit ton of food when delicious offerings are just a walk and a few dollars away. We knew less was more as far as how much stuff you had to bring, cause you could get anything you needed in the makeshift economy that sprang up.

I was trashed beyond belief at these shows, and so was the band. Not smart. I think they'd agree as well, because they haven't exactly released this one for the people to re-live. It was decadent and sloppy. Listening to it now, I'd turn it off, at least parts. Besides a few clean winners, the excess of this show-in regards to jamming, drug use, sloppiness, and showmanship- is just too much to take. One of their worst shows ever.

I had a blast though and would do it again in a second. oh yeah!