About 30 minutes into Tweezer it had become apparent that this show now had the potential to go into the books permanently as one of Trey's masterpieces. But nothing is ever given. And there was still a lot of music to be played and blind corners and intersections to be navigated. But the tracks had been laid and we were firm on the rails at this point. To rewind for just a minute...that first set was so slick, polished, serene, somehow still fiery, and in it's entirely just gorgeous. It felt like Trey belting "I'm about to run" near the end of that set was the tip of his hat that he already knew he was going to let it fly in the second. In retrospect now I'm not sure there have been any bands in the history of music that can do what we saw tonight. Many great bands have done different. But perhaps none have done this at this level.
That's just how it feels today. It was incredible to be held captive in that room musically for hours by 4 musicians crafting a musical mater-class that was hard to comprehend in the moment. It was that good. Start to finish. It felt flawless. Soul-Cleansing and uplifting even in it's darkest musical moments. That is a feat of intangible, trancendent genius. It was all there. And, finally, to hear them sing "her life was saved by rock and roll" was in a word: Perfect. If you do not know the lyrics to that song. Go read them. That song at that moment was no accident. Perfect. On a personal note: This person's life has been saved by rock and roll. Many times. Perhaps there are many of us here who have been saved my music. And Phish. For all of these years. Phish has been there. So now the time has come to properly acknowledge this band and simply say Thank you. That was special. All of this is has been special.