This was my sixth show of summer 99, having done Atlanta through merriweather. The night before the show at a party in chapel hill, NC, I convinced a friend of mine to make the move. We left at 7 AM, hungover as hell, and made our way along I-77.
By the time we endured the miserable traffic we found out the show was sold out. My bud made some big moves while stopped in traffic to get the tickets and we walked in halfway through the first set.
The second set is probably the best of what Summer ‘99 had to offer: delay loops, long ripping jams that at some point lost focus (if were being honest here). It doesn’t matter. How this Free isn’t on the jam chart is mind boggling. Trey in particular destroyed the entire set, but really incinerated the Free and Birds.
The universe gives and the universe takes: it absolutely poured at the end of the set. We drove the entire night back sopping wet to CH, only stopping for gas.
Truth: this show is better than I remembered. This is must-hear Phish and very worthy of the official release it finally received