My first review: After going to GRACELAND to pay our respects to the King, we strolled across the bridge to the mud island in the middle of the MISSISSIPPI where the stage stood and the city of MEMPHIS was the backdrop we knew it was going to be a "TCB" kind of night. We were not disappointed. The first set was smoking. Wanna go, Spocks, Mound, All Things were all played well. But the melt was crippling. Just tasty.
As the first few notes of Tweezer were played, I thought of the Bomb Factory. Hoping for similar greatness, some where past the 40 min mark during the final pressure-release sequence, we stood there in awe. It was obvious this was like seeing DARK STAR being played in 69 or Liz Reed in 71. Perhaps in their own right, better. Phish was the best band on earth.
In 94, after almost 100 DEAD shows, I stopped going. I had to witness PHISH at their peak. This choice paid off. When we met at the Jeep after the show we were screaming how sick the show was. Were so full of adrenaline, we drove straight thru the night to Atlanta.