A couple notes to add:

First, I can't remember if it was directly after Suzy Greenberg or perhaps after they finished Maze, but in a brief quiet moment this dude toward the back yelled, "Put Suzy Greenberg on the back burner!!" to which the band and some of the audience laughed and Fishman clapped with his drumsticks as if to say, "Agree!". It was funny. It wasn't that the dude wanted it off the stove altogether, he just wanted a little break from it....

Also, it took some effort to get the Big Balls back from the crowd, though I suppose that was par for the course at shows where they used them. We get a little rambunctious from time to time hahah.

Though Faht had a backing track for Fish, nevertheless the arena was filled with people playing along, making all kinds of whistling and bird calls during the tune, which was cool. I feel like Fish said it that night, but my memory is fuzzy and it's possible that I read it somewhere else - that the original title was Windham Hell (a goof on Windham Hill Records).

Lastly, a personal note - I learned a very valuable lesson that night... Or, I should say, in nights subsequent to that night. I learned about the total subjectivity of the experience, and how what my mind brings to the table is every bit as important as the notes that the band plays. This was a great show, no doubt about it. But Bailey Hall was the first time I left a show thinking, "Yeah, that was pretty good, but I think with Phish I'm starting to feel like 'Seen it, done it' and may be ready for something else." For whatever issue I had, the show just didn't click that well for me. That was only my fourth time seeing them (!!!).

Now, over 30 years and a hundred shows later, I see how foolish I was. I've had countless peak experiences since then. Full-on transcendental moments again and again. Times that truly inform the person that I've come to be. So the lesson I learned is that I'm not going to always get "there". There are many dynamics that factor into a show, and now I know that on the very rare occasion that I leave a show feeling "ho-hum" about the experience, I never lose faith. I know to come back. Those experiences await me, and Phish continues to surprise me and elevate me all these years later. What a dumbass I was in November of 1992!