Thursday, August 27, 2015

Someone's got a case of the Spinny's

     The last time I saw Phish was over a year ago on Randall's Island in NYC.  There have been a lot of changes in my life since then, both personally and socio-economically.  But one thing has remained the same- the consistent inconsistencies of the way this band performs live music.

     This particular tour started with a buzz of musical rejuvenation that stemmed from Trey's recent perfomance with The Grateful Dead.  This renewed sense of excitement seemed to resonate with the appearance of few obscure tunes from the archives along with a relaxed improv tone that resembled unforgettable jams from the early 90's.

   I was excited to see the webcasts and even more elated to see classic on stage antics like rotation jams and inside jokes.  Those are the things that make phish shows special for me.  I love the feeling when you are not sure what is going to happen next, and any song is a possibility.  On the contrary, I find it a turn off when you know exactly what song is going to be played even before the first note pierces the air.

     The fantastic summer tour really set expectations high for Magna Ball, which is a recipe for disappointment when it comes to a phish concert.  And of course, I found the festival to be a little lack luster in the music department.  The funk jams seemed to quickly fizzle out into overly spaced-out improv, and the setlists were highly predictable.  With that being said, whatever was lacking in the music department was easily made up with the camping accommodations, and unforgettable moments with friends.  Beasley helped set up a campground that was fit for a king.  Electricity, running water, flag pole, not to mention we had enough room for a gym, kitchen, bathroom and a poker table.


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