, attached to 2016-07-03

Review by D1Bacchus

D1Bacchus It took 24 shows over the course of 1 year 6 months and a hand full of days for me to truly understand what I am sure many Phans have seen and embraced. In the grand spectrum I feel truly Grateful that my Trip was short due to the incredible speed of my rocket.

2 years ago, The Phish from Vermont were hardly on my radar. At that time I just didn't understand any of it. A chance moment in the universe introduced me to friends I now consider my best. The chosen few who sat me down and told me to really listen to what I was hearing. 12/31/14 was the day it all began for me, and this enlightenment started with Sample in a Jar.

Since then I have felt the amazing energy of Phish and personal feelings their shows left me with that I couldn't quite mentally nail down. Happy to profess that I found great meaning and purpose to all of this last night as the magical weekend of SPAC culminated in my personal favorite Phish show of all time. The timing of every note helped me piece together the puzzle through a setlist that felt delivered just for little ol' me.

The first song I really "got" was It's Ice. A revelation came to me a couple balloons deep listening to Dayton 97 last year. I sent a text to my phriend who first told me to listen to the Phish and vaguely told him I thought I understood what the meaning of It's Ice was. Since that moment I had been chasing my favorite Phish song, which was finally delivered to my mind live last night. In typical Phish alignment fashion, I even told this friend after the Mann shows that I was finally going to get my Ice Sunday at SPAC, a barn burner of a show that would feature no Tweezer and no Mike's Groove. Sunday after noon his text to me was simply "Have fun" and boy did I ever have fun.

I came into night 3 with a head loaded with Love so the first couple songs were mostly awe for me. I was a little uneasy during the Wedge as I thought about not being a great friend to a homie whom stubbed me down to the Pav on night 2. Fortunately I was given a golden opportunity to make all right as during Heavy Things I reached out to him and found out I could save his night, which was on slippery slopes, by simply helping him out with a stub. As I went on my journey for redemption I was catapulted by the infectious feel good groove of Tube. After accomplishing the mission I found my seat in section 12 row KK Mike Side to settle in for the rest of the ride. Shared some olfactory hues with my pals and that is when things really got started for me. My first Sparkle got things kicked off and my perception and focus really tuned in. At that moment the boys go into my first Live Phish track: Sample in a Jar. As if the band was calling out to me to let me know that the festivities are kicking and its time to strap in. The Sample segued into MY track and that is when things got very very slippery. I experienced at that moment complete clarity about this whole thing we call Life. The true meaning of living unraveled as if I cracked some code that was within the music the whole time. I spent the rest of the first set in a battle with my mind and ego.

Ocelot was a bright moment for me in the personal confusion I was feeling after the epic Ice. I couldn't believe we had gotten 2 Dear Prudences since the start of summer tour and not a single "won't you come out to play" from good ol' Ocelot. I played some crazy games with Fish and Gordo through Scent of the Mule, and was relieved and confused at the end of Possum as I was unsure of the reality of the intense thoughts and visions that were unfolding before me.

I regrouped at set break, and Soul Shakedown Party comes railing along at the absolute perfect time. A lot of awe, confusion and emotions going on inside me during the second set, culminating with me bawling tears during Joy, and celebrating my new found knowledge during Harry Hood and my first Show of Life. My first time ever hearing Show of Life actually, and listening back, a better song could not have been picked to wrap up my experience of the show. Rock n Roll was just icing on the cake as I happily professed Rock n Roll saved me life!

Hopefully some of you have also experienced the enlightenment I went through over my short trip. I saw through the light. We truly are the no man in no mans land, and the golden age has arrived. I now understand my role in the whole heaven on earth, and will do my best to live it out. THANK YOU PHISH for helping me discover what the message behind most of my favorite music encompassing many bands is. Thank you to the friends I have made along the way whom I love dearly for helping me to the Light. Maybe I shouldn't hop off tour for a couple shows as planned.


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