Fuck Yeah Phish

If you could only see what I see when I walk onstage…I see the faces. I see joy. And if that’s escapism for three hours then fine. There are enough bad messages in our culture that people are getting bombarded with CONSTANTLY: you’re not good enough, you don’t look right, you don’t have enough money. And to be able to look at a large group of people looking back at me who look like they don’t have a care in the world for fifteen seconds…not only that, but they feel like they’re…joy, there’s actual joy etched into their faces for a bit of time. It’s such an honor.

Trey Anastasio, IT (via accessme)

Take this into your weekend.

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posted 10 February, 2012
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Yeah, I remember the first time I saw Trey at a bar. It was a pinnacle moment of my life. I’ll never forget walking up to those flowing red locks, sitting down next to him and ordering a Mai Thai. He gave me a glance from the side and gave me a nod and a smirk. The kind of nod and smirk that says, ‘that’s my kind of man.’ My drink was only half-slid across the bar counter before Trey started to pipe up with his opiate-crackled robust voice. ‘You come here often?’ I took a single sip of my Mai Thai. ‘You must be a libra’, I retorted, with masculinity. That’s when we got to talking. We laughed, we cried. I told him of the day my dog died; he told me of the day he got his first DUI. It must have been 4 or 5 Mai Thais before I first decided to pop the big question. ‘So’, I recited, between drags of my cigarette, “How about Alaska > Wading tonight?”

Trey busted out a sly chuckle, and the rest was history: 12/31/11

Every once in awhile, Phantasy Tour still delivers a nugget of truly hilarious Phish humor.

posted 09 February, 2012
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Yes, you.

posted 27 January, 2012
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After Set 1, Coventry. (via andshecalledherselflil)

Amazingly bitter sweet to flash back to when this was unfolding in front of my eyes. Set one was probably the best set of the weekend musically (the only one that wasn’t a complete trainwreck), but it also saw the handing of the tramps to the crowd during YEM, Tom Marshall saying goodbye with one last Esquandolas, and a final Fire to end the set. Trey appeared to have not slept in nights and was highly under the influence. We were still only about six hours removed from Gordo telling us over the radio in so many words that thousands of us would have to walk a dozen miles or more if we wanted to be part of the sad goodbye. To say it was emotional is a monumental understatement.

While Mike may have also been holding a not so sure footed Trey up as they left the stage for physical reasons, today when I see this photo it reminds me of how and why Phish is still a band. It’s that unending friendship and brotherhood, the shared experience that only they could truly understand that has persevered in spite of a myriad of obstacles that have existed in their career. And in a way Mike stoically shouldered the load for all of us that loved Phish that weekend - before and after - keeping himself composed when the others couldn’t.

It’s the kindness and compassion in this photo that embodies why no matter whether a show is great or horrible, they’re in it for the right reasons and so are we. The community and friendship will always be there, and there’s very few things - especially on the scale of Phish - that are so profoundly real and from the heart as this, as them.

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posted 24 January, 2012
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Bad Lieutenant

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posted 19 January, 2012
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Wilson, can you still have fun?!

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posted 11 January, 2012
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Trey Anastasio Sits in with The National

Trey Anastasio sat in with The National Friday night at New York’s Beacon Theater. The Phish guitarist emerged partway through the group’s set for “Blood Buzz Ohio,” “Squalor Victoria” and “Murder Me Rachel.” While onstage, the members of The National described the guitarist as “a hero of ours.” Anastasio reemerged alongside Arcade Fire multi-instrumentalist Richard Reed Parry the evening’s opening act My Brightest Diamond to play guitar on “Terrible Love.” All of the night’s guests then joined the members of The National for an acoustic sing-along based around “Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks.” National frontman Matt Berninger was particularly chatty throughout the show, jokingly describing Parry as a member of Kings of Leon and declaring “that’s the sound of faces melting” after Anastasio’s performance.

Faces melting. We like the sound of that less than 10 days out from an MSG throwdown. Thanks to truestory for the link.