Sometimes there’s a band. And sometimes the band plays you.

Three songs into a space theme with a sparkling Comet that sounded like it was juat about string theory sand we ripcord into Stash. (The solar garlic starts to rot, as the Instagram account @mywifehatesphish observed.) Our trip was short, after all. Which we were fine because the rest of the set did the job. The quick nonsense of Jibboo made the perfect potty break and a towering Walls left us sweating and ready for more.

So they delivered. Mann, it was way more. It’s as good as it looks and just as fun as you want a TweeFest to be. But that 2001 really tied the room together. Musical and lyrical callbacks and teases were the thread connecting space/time. By the time we hit the end of Character Zero, the whole place had goose bumps from the rising sing along oneness.

Listen to these silent trees.