The Spark of Trey’s Solo Career

2.16.10 - NYC (J.Orsillo)

I still remember getting the analog tape in the Spring of ’98. It was labeled “8 Foot Fluorescent Tubes,” the moniker of some local Burlington musicians Trey had assembled to play a single show at Higher Ground, a club in their home town. His band featured Russ Lawton on drums, Tony Markelis (formerly of The Unknown Blues Band) on bass, Tom Lawson of the punk outfit The Pants on a second guitar, and Heloise Williams of viperHouse on vocals. Together they ran through a stripped down set of Trey’s unplayed solo material before many more musicians joined them as The Burlington All-Stars for a second half filled with covers . But in that first set, Trey’s solo career was born.

The first two songs on the analog tape were labeled “Bing-Bong” and “Wee,” both referencing musical elements of the songs themselves. “Bing Bong” alluded to the climactic and repetitive chord change at the peak of the the song (words also sung by Williams)—a piece that would transform into “First Tube.” “Wee” alluded to Trey’s siren loops that started at the beginning a heavy groove, one of the strongest parts in the show, that would soon be known as “Sand.”Also performed in the set were the debuts of “Free Thought,” which would later appear as “Mozambique,” and a “jam” that would evolve into “Last Tube.” In between these songs, all that soon morphed into polished staples of Trey’s solo act in 1999, the band played four other pieces including the punk-inspired “Silicone Fairy” and a cover of Stevie Wonder’s “Higher Ground.”

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The band’s sound that night in April 1998 was raw, as this was the one and only show The 8 Foot Fluorescent Tubes ever played together. But something was there. Trey liked what he heard so much that he plucked the band’s rhythm section of Markelis and Lawton and brought them into The Barn to jam, thus beginning the the power trio—the first incarnation of The Trey Anastasio Band. The trio soon made their debut at the Very Special Arts Vermont benefit at Higher Ground, but would come together in earnest a year later, hitting the road as The Trey Anastasio Band in May of ’99. Touring in the same acoustic/electric format of Trey’s upcoming winter run, the trio threw down extended second sets filled with sweltering dance fury, in what were, perhaps, the most spectacular shredding guitar showcases Trey has ever played. But a year before he ever hit the road as a solo act—a project that would balloon to an eleven-member ensemble before returning to a quartet in 2008—Trey’s solo career was sparked with one under-the-radar gig in Burlington, Vermont.

Here’s the original setlist:

I. Bing Bong, Wee, Free Thought, Mr. Green Man, Naturally to Blame, In the Mood, Silicone Fairy, Jam > Higher Ground

Here’s the translation:

I. First Tube, Sand, Mozambique, Meatman, Shame, In the Mood, Silicone Fairy, Last Tube > Higher Ground

4.17.98 – “First Tube” debut

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Jam of the Day:

Ghost > She Caught the Katy” 7.21.98 II

Before Worcester’s recent bust-0ut, the last version of “She Caught the Katy” came out of Desert Sky Pavilion’s “Ghost” during the summer of ’98.

[audio:http://phishthoughts.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/ph1998-07-21d3t01.mp3,http://phishthoughts.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/ph1998-07-21d3t02.mp3]

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DOWNLOAD OF THE DAY:

4.11.1991 The Cave, Carleton College – Northfield, Minnesota SBD

Mp3 Torrent, Megaupload < Links

Carleton College

Here’s another ’91 SBD, famous for Fishman’s telling of “The Prison Joke” during the encore, not to mention plenty of on point playing throughout.

I: Runaway Jim, Cavern, Paul and Silas, Tweezer, Magilla, Dinner and a Movie, Bouncing Around the Room, Foam, Carolina, You Enjoy Myself, The Squirming Coil, Chalk Dust Torture

II: My Sweet One, Reba, Llama, TMWSIY  > Avenu Malkenu > TMWSIY, The Lizards,Split Open and Melt, Lawn Boy, The Landlady > Destiny Unbound, Mike’s Song > I Am Hydrogen > Weekapaug Groove

E: Fee, HYHU > The Prison Joke > HYHU, Possum

Source: SBD

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567 Responses to “The Spark of Trey’s Solo Career”

  1. Aquaman Says:

    @All people who can a laugh at themselves

    RE: Laughing at ones self

    Being born in the suburbs of Detroit I am about as far away form southern as anyone can get without being from Wisco or Minnesota. But, to show I am always knocking down the stereotypes, I want to share a story and have you all help me fully qualify this once and for all.

    ENTITLED – AM I A NORTHERN COUSIN KISSER?

    Back story: My parents raised me to believe my grandparents, Betty and Big Bird were indeed my grandparents. Indeed they were not. You see the fact that my maternal Grand Dad dies in WW2 when my maternal Grnad Mom was preggo with my Mom means, my bio Grnad Dad was long gone before my Mom eve got life started. As was tghe tradition at the time My Grand Mom remarried, quickly. Shen then died when my Mom was 13. So now both my Mom’s parents are dead, and she is left to be raised by her Step-father, the man know to me as Big-Bird (and for intents a purposes my Grand Dad). In 1972 when I was borm my then single Step-Grand Dad (Big Bird) re-marry’s to a woman (Bettu) who has children from a previous marriage. These grand-kids to Betty were always loosely referred to as “my cousins”. These are people whom I saw every single summer for years 8,9,10,11-19 years of age.

    Now to the meat and potatoes. On one particular summer visit, my “cousin” K, visited Betty, my Step Grandmother. To repeat: K is my Step Grandmother’s real Grand Daughter, but from a previous marriage. I am tasked with taking her out and showing here a good time, that only 18 and 19 years can have, in Detroit, over summer break. Booze the only game in town. One thing lead to the other and after more than a few Bartles and James Wine Coolers, fortified with Smirnoff, we decide to play doctor.

    Now, I my head I was a stud, but to be fair – I had barely even ever seen the meat curtain at this point in life much less how work it and give it’s proper due. I was indeed lead down the primrose path, but am quite certain I was a total loser down there. In addition, her fumbling lead to some of the most leg cramp enducing rounds of “head” ever. “Wham, Bam Thank You ma’am”, and like some feral mongrel/teenager, I give her a hairdo eerily similar to Cameron Diaz form Something ABout Mary. More making out ensues. I drop her off and we have barely has reason to see each other again. Mostly since she got married when she was like 24, and Betty has since passed.

    QUESTION:

    Given that there is no blood relation between the two of us at all, but also given the fact we were raised as “cousins” – AM I A NORTHERN COUSIN KISSER?

    -Aqua “Oh, then shame of it all!”-

  2. butter Says:

    purest sport = shit tenting

    lob pitch, sorry G711

  3. Mr. Palmer Says:

    Nyc Tab tix arrived in the mail today. Boys, its on. next tuesday should be a blast.

  4. gavinsdad Says:

    anyone coming down for Phila TAB?

    Kaya T – you coming out?

    meet at the Druids Keep for unhindered preparation, walk over to the venue.

  5. butter Says:

    the ending of Twenty years from Camden has some extra exploring

  6. Leo Weaver Says:

    llfa @butter. good one.

  7. bouncin fan Says:

    The south = developer of the first shit tent

  8. ThePigSong Says:

    just got through with the Bozeman Tweezer, I’m thinking about spinning it again back to back style.

    woah

  9. Selector J Says:

    This one’s for you @aqua.

    Shame and Scandal
    I think that makes you a Trini. :mrgreen:

  10. ThePigSong Says:

    pretty sure the shit tent originated up north…

  11. bouncin fan Says:

    I’ll be down in Georgia if its three nights butter

    Especially after being educated on my lack of understanding of how kind the south really is

  12. Guyute711 Says:

    Truth be told, I am from the north and my friends and I decided to try that sucker out up there. First one was used in Maine I think. North -1, Guyute -1. I am sure I am not a part of the original inventors though.

  13. Aquaman Says:

    Bottom’d Page 14:

    REPOST (Because I can):

    @All people who can a laugh at themselves

    RE: Laughing at ones self

    Being born in the suburbs of Detroit I am about as far away form southern as anyone can get without being from Wisconsin or Minnesota. But, to show I am always knocking down the stereotypes, I want to share a story and have you all help me fully qualify this once and for all.

    ENTITLED – AM I A NORTHERN COUSIN KISSER?

    Back story: My parents raised me to believe my grandparents, Betty and Big Bird were indeed my grandparents. Indeed they were not. You see the fact that my maternal Grand Dad dies in WW2 when my maternal Grand Mom was pregnant with my Mom means, my bio Grand Dad was long gone before my Mom eve got life started. As was tghe tradition at the time My Grand Mom remarried, quickly. She then died when my Mom was 13. So now both my Mom’s parents are dead, and she is left to be raised by her Step-father, the man know to me as Big-Bird (and for intents a purposes my Grand Dad). In 1972 when I was born my then single Step-Grand Dad (Big Bird) re-marries to a woman (Betty) who has children from a previous marriage. These grand-kids to Betty were always loosely referred to as “my cousins”. These are people whom I saw every single summer for years 8-19 years of age.

    Now to the meat and potatoes: On one particular summer visit, my “cousin” K, visited Betty, my Step Grandmother. To repeat: K is my Step Grandmother’s real Grand Daughter, but from a previous marriage. I am tasked with taking her out and showing her a good time like only 18 and 19 years can have in Detroit over summer break, booze. Booze – the only game in town. One thing lead to the other and after more than a few Bartles and James Wine Coolers, fortified with Smirnoff, we decide to play doctor.

    Now, I my head I was a stud, but to be fair – I had barely even ever seen the meat curtain at this point in life much less how work it and give it’s proper due. I was indeed lead down the primrose path, but am quite certain I was a total loser down there. In addition, her fumbling lead to some of the most leg cramp inducing rounds of “head” ever. “Wham, Bam Thank You ma’am”, and like some feral mongrel/teenager, I give her a hairdo eerily similar to Cameron Diaz from “There’s Something About Mary”. More making out ensues. I drop her off and we have barely has reason to see each other again. Mostly since she got married when she was like 24, and Betty has since passed.

    QUESTION:

    Given that there is no blood relation between the two of us at all, but also given the fact we were raised as “cousins” – AM I A NORTHERN COUSIN KISSER?

    -Aqua “Oh, then shame of it all!”-

  14. kayatosh Says:

    philly TAB wed. 2/23. i’m in. when you meeting at the druids keep? I’ll need to secure a tic, but seeing as it’s not sold out yet, that shouldn’t be a prob. no?

  15. Leo Weaver Says:

    Called an outhouse down here AW 😉

  16. bigjig Says:

    Wait did aqua just drop that info on us without really any shit being given. That story has me on the floor laughing. Lmaoof

  17. KWL Says:

    aqua,

    no blood (relation) no foul!

    -kw ‘i hope she was hot at least’ l-

  18. Guyute711 Says:

    the outtent

  19. Leo Weaver Says:

    Yeah, what KWL says @aqua…no blood no foul

  20. bouncin fan Says:

    Can’t shake image of aquas story

  21. Leo Weaver Says:

    Reminds me of Maeby and George Michael…

  22. sumodie Says:

    just ’cause I have a thick accent doesn’t make me a dumbass, nascar loving, cousin kissing redneck

    Stop trash talking on my home state of Maine!

    And you guys need a serious geography lesson, Maine is not down south -it’s up north next to Canada

  23. bouncin fan Says:

    Meat curtain and queef hitting the BB today

    Need new shows

  24. Leo Weaver Says:

    @bigjig…pretty sure you can, but do you guys ship your vino to NC? I’d like some of that Pinot.

  25. Gratefulcub Says:

    Great way to end my day aqua. Now I’m off to see my hot cousin by marriage……

    Good to hear Palmer.

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