Posted 6/26/2009 by cal
Even in its heyday, you never knew which Phish you were going to get; the potential for greatness has always been tempered by the risk. Deer Creek was my first show since 2004, and although I already knew the band had been steadily gaining momentum and confidence on this tour, it was impossible to completely erase the memories of sloppiness and predictability from ostensibly the last tour ever, when the band was about as faithful as a slot machine. At the same time, the mere prospect of seeing Phish playing Phish songs again,
finally, had me giddy as hell. When the four icons walked onstage, the smile on Trey’s face was identical to my own.
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