I’m gonna be blunt, I’m just not that into phish these days. It’s a combination of things but I mostly just don’t have the time or energy to be as dedicated like I once was. After not seeing the band for a few years it was hard to pass up a hometown show and I’m so glad I didn’t. At 40+ years into it they can still turn it on and bring it to create some of the most haunting psychedelic rock music ever. Last night was just that, a mind warp at the psychedelic circus. As my late friend once said about shows like these, they sent me to the far buoy. I needed that, thanks phish

With a couple memories:
-Only thing I ate was a turnpike 7/11 premade ham and cheese (less the soggy bread.
- met a couple cool people and when I remember his name, we will meet at the Mann. He let me hit his dab pen because I forgot my penjamin at home.
-hot as balls - major funk going on in there once people settled in.
-I got a parking spot on the street and only had to pay $1.20
-another new phriend, Daniel but he is buddies with one of the guys on the sound board. He didn’t lie about the lights. They were heavy at the end!

Also to the two young girls who thought I was trying to impress them when I had my shirt off at my car, I was simply trying to tell them their headlights were not on. 😂