Last night began with a feeling of foreboding as the stereo system buzzed, popped, and crackled ten minutes before the band went on stage. With luck on our side, however, the set began without trouble. In fact, it wasn't until Camel Walk that there was a problem... but that's a story for later.
But you know how people always tend to come together in the worst of times? This was one of them. When the time came for the end chorus, the band was joined with a resounding "Camel walk!" from the crowd. Phamily phorever? I think so.
I'm so glad I brushed up on my Little Feat this fall in preparation for hearing the Halloween show. Not only did I realize that I actually really like their music (even though I've seen them live three times and they never grab me), I also realized that I really like it when Phish does their stuff. I mean, really like it.
After a hot Golgi Apparatus came a Character Zero that couldn't be beat. Although I genuinely like the song, I think there's not much to it - rather, not as much to it as some of their other tunes (read: YEM, Tweezer, Ghost). I found myself lost in the jam just as much as anything else - and that's always a good thing.
Tweezer also means the promise of a Reprise, which always makes me excited.
My Friend My Friend was short and sweet; everything was on, made apparent by the agile segue into Axilla I. I really dig some of the darker Phish tunes (Carini, Guyute, Ester), and MFMF is one of them.
And then came The Funk. The band began with a sweet Boogie on Reggae Woman which riled up the crowd... in a good way. During the jam, Trey laid a non-diatonic chord on top of everything else, and the rest of the band slowly adjusted their way around it. It's always cool to see how they can react to each other's moves.
After a slow segue into 2001 (which, apparently, was originally called Also Sprach Zarathustra; I guess 2001 is easier to pronounce. But I digress...), things got funky. Mike was jamming on those basslines and Page ever-so-gently rocked the organ.
Tweezer Reprise was a stellar way to end the night by bringing back the memory of that even more stellar Tweezer that I had enjoyed so thoroughly earlier.
Night one of my New Year's run is over. Next up? Instead of ringing in 2011, I'll be stepping back in time tonight to 1976 to hear the Grateful Dead do Cow Palace, courtesy of Dark Star Orchestra. 1/1/11 will bring me back to MSG for another night of Phish - the only way to start the new year off right!
Don't let the security guard take your sandwich,