

The night’s other highlight, Ramble On > Slave, sutures the two show threads of classic vinyl hits and old-school originals. Given that one of my favorite descriptions of Phish’s sound is “desexualized Zeppelin,” it’s all too perfect that a prepubescent member of the band went to see them. Witnessing Zeppelin is indeed cool seeing them with, presumably, his parents, much less so. Even his childhood claim to coolness – seeing Led Zeppelin as an 11-year-old – gets mocked away by Trey: “Fish tells us all the time,” he says. It’s not like Phish was in denial about this essential dorkiness, and most of this show near Fishman’s hometown of Syracuse is spent razzing the drummer over his high school days. And we’re not about the late 60s/early 70s era when Tolkien’s epic was re-embraced by hip culture or when it was the biggest film franchise of the 2000s, we’re talking the early 80s, when Lord of the Rings was in freshest cultural memory as a janky animated musical. But it wasn’t all that long ago that the members of Phish were the kind of teenagers who name their rock band…wait for it…make sure you’re sitting down…almost time…FRODO. In 1998, Phish were a band that could sell out basically any venue they wanted in the United States, that promoted their new albums with David Letterman on national television, that had its festivals covered by Rolling Stone – even if it would take five more years to make the cover of Rolling Stone. SET 2: Mike's Song > Simple > Rift, Loving Cup > Sleeping Monkey > Weekapaug Groove, The Squirming CoilĮNCORE: Burning Down the House, You Enjoy Myself SET 1: La Grange > Makisupa Policeman > Funky Bitch, Possum, Roggae, Character Zero, Ramble On -> Slave to the Traffic Light
