"other than Forbins, I dont even really care about seeing Gamehedge...rather see them jam than story time with trey"
-100percentAgave (3pm, 12/31/23)
Turns out I care much more about Gamehendge than I thought.

This show was an absolute delight to attend,. The energy in the garden was sustained electricity for 2 straight sets, amplified by a near tangible letting go of the jaded opinions, persnickety nit picks, or critical perspectives it can be hard for many to escape. Everyone was just there, listening to phish, and phish was most definitely playing.

The setlist speaks for itself - had that not been announced as "THE REAL STORY... OF GAMEHENDGE!", and there had been no narration or high wire acts, this set list slams! Boy oh boy did they play these songs with the extra mustard you pay for.
I'm not going to give you a blurb about each song, or comment on the great reba with whitstle ending, because honestly no one cares. The important thing to remember is that this show was a comprehensive demo of why we go see phish. I'd be shocked if anyone in attendance disagreed. That alone puts it in rarified air.

in the week since it happened, I've really been wondering, "why do I care about gamehendge?" and even, "is this a [dreaded] nostalgia act?" Gamehendge at some point made an impression on most who stick around with this band. Whether it was live, on tapes, cd''s, mp3's or youtubes, learning about TMWSIY and piecing together the story through lyrics and rambling AUD narrations was a fun part of falling in love phish. It confirmed it was as weird as you thought, and it felt more magical than corny (and it felt corny as HELL!). There is nothing nostalgic about not playing something for 30 years (or whatever), and ultimately doing it one last time just to make your adoring fans happy, truly happy, together, yet again.