I have some really good memories of the show on 8/3/2003 from IT. Earlier in the day I was helping my friend Uday sell veggie burritos on shakedown, (actually I was just drinking beer next to him but I gave him a ton of moral support). I had never seen so much cilantro on a burrito ever. While Uday dished out the overly-cilantro'd burritos, I imbibed from a case of Magic Hat #9 I had purchased earlier in the week from Spirit Liquors in Middletown, NJ, the store with the giant evil clown outside. My first Magic Hat bottle cap told me "A night with Trey will make your day." Holy shit! My beer knew what I was doing! The cap from my third beer told me, "After three, gotta pee." It was right again! From that point on, I never doubted Magic Hat again.

I caught part of the first set with some of my good friends from Rutgers. My friend Miguel was amongst us. It was the last time I ever saw him, he was killed in a car accident early the next year. Looking back though, it was the perfect last place to see someone. It was a beautiful, sunny day, Phish was rocking, (especially Chalkdust!), and we were all together. That's what IT is all about.

I also spent a good chunk of the set with my sister and her future ex-boyfriend. I remember having a profound thought mid-set, wondering where I will be traveling to in the future while I listened to a recording of this very show. The botched Wilson was humorous and a solid Mike's Groove ended the set.

For the record, Mellow Mood is one of my favorite Bob Marley songs ever. I loved the fact that Phish busted out Mellow Mood in 2000 and I was certainly overjoyed that they opened the second set with it. Ghost was long and great. The rest of the set was fun but blurry. Drinking beer all day was starting to catch up with me.

Set three featured the bar-setter for versions of 46 Days, a surprise Lizards, and a raging Antelope. Good Times, Bad Times sent us back on our way.

I have a good picture of my dad and I from the next morning while we were breaking down camp. This unfortunately was also my dad's last Phish show, but he had a good time hanging with everyone in our crew and people watching over the weekend. After five shows in six days, my Phish-summer vacation was over and work beckoned me back to New Jersey.