The Minutes Seem To Last A Lifetime

12.30.09 (W.Rogell)

Never has a singular experience, at the same time, been as intimately personal and intensely communal, as a Phish show. Though ultimately navigating this rite alone, with companions on the ride, relationships are forever changed and deepened. Regardless of any psychedelics, Phish provides a drug unto itself, and when people share in the highest imaginable high, bonds are cemented, relationships fostered, and irreplaceable connections made. It’s all a bit different when meeting on the astral plane rather than the local watering hole. And interestingly enough, a Phish show shared in silence can trump hours of beer-driven small talk in forging a personal understanding.

Congregating amidst this phosphorescent fantasy land eliminates a lot of the formalities that one encounters in conventional social situations. Without speaking, people connect through, dance, spirit, and shared energy – meeting points that create intimate relationships. Powerful Phish jams can spark or strengthen interpersonal bonds, as the unspoken experience of the moment allows for ample common ground. Shared moments catalyze legitimate friendships with the understanding that everyone is on the same page.

12.29.09 (W.Rogell)

With an air of universal magic surrounding Phish shows, most people bring their best selves into the arena, leaving their everyday baggage elsewhere to be picked up another time. Shedding these layers of societal pressure, individual worry, and the ennui of routine, Phish shows become beacons for basking in the moment; places where  conventional responsibilities fade away. As people enter this realm on individual missions, the similarity of their spiritual goals unite them in a profound way. Raging a monumental “Tweezer” together will bring two people closer to an existential understanding than four martinis could ever do. Interestingly, American culture values surface level interactions lubricated by alcohol, rather than spiritual exchanges facilitated by hallucinogens that have proven, since the beginning of time, to bring people closer to each other and the natural world. But that’s another subject for another day.

11.18.09 (M.Stein)

Whether people become a close friends, or even just show acquaintances, powerful emotions flow between those who connect on the plane of Phish. More than any other place in my own life, Phish has introduced me to my best friends on the planet — unquestionably, friends forever. Attracting eccentric characters from all walks of life, the Phish community provides a patchwork of unique personalities that radiate vitality. And within this spectrum, friendships naturally arise due to mutual love of Phish and the irreplaceable live experience.

Not to paint shows with the intimate brush strokes of Kesey’s acid tests of lore, but within the many subgroups at Phish, these type of personal dynamics takes shape nightly. And every now and then, a profound moment will occur with someone you never met before. Although you’ve never spoken, for that moment, you both completely get IT. Maybe a nod suffices, or perhaps a high-five or a hug, depending on the context, but that moment of understanding – seeing soul to soul with someone – lives within you forever.

11.20.09 (W.Rogell)

At Phish, we expose our true selves without fear of judgment, allowing our inner core to commune with the music in an unmatchable symbiotic journey. Simultaneously, thousands of others are immersed in the same process of introspection, forming a glowing and connected whole. The energy exchange between individuals, and between the audience and the band, becomes palpable, and the unknown adventure unfolds, in slow motion, before our eyes. Within three hours of a Phish show, one can learn more about themselves and their place in the world than three years in school, as few things provide the perspective of a transcendent experience. Feeling a part of something larger than oneself – a glimpse of a greater potential – everyone donates to something more, and a sense of communal purpose glows.

While this may sound a bit over the top, the unparalleled Phish experience pushes the boundaries of human possibility; conjuring magic like nothing else on earth. And that is exactly why we keep coming back.

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Jam of the Day:

Wolfman’s > Sally > Timber” 7.17.99 II

This musical triumvirate provided the meat of the second set on the first night of Oswego.

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DOWNLOAD OF THE DAY:

7.9.99 Merriweather Post Pavilion, Columbia, MD < Torrent

7.9.99 Merriweather Post Pavilion, Columbia, MD < Megaupload

Merriweather '09 (Jess3)

Phish made up for an underwhelming first set with a fiery second frame. “Punch, Free” sparked the set with adrenalized textures, while a thick “Mike’s > Twist” with a “Macerena”-laced “Weekapaug” brought things home. And a “Hood” encore to cap things off in style.

I: Limb By Limb, Farmhouse, Back on the Train, The Divided Sky, Train Song, Llama, Driver, Runaway Jim

II: Punch You In the Eye, Free, What’s the Use?,  Meatstick, Mike’s Song > Sweet Emotion Jam > Twist > Weekapaug Groove

E: Harry Hood

Source: FOB Schoeps mk4v > KCY > VMS021B > DA-P1

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848 Responses to “The Minutes Seem To Last A Lifetime”

  1. ohhphee Says:

    ^at least

  2. Robear Says:

    ‘Transmission’ @ Palmer.

    I tried a few others first, and like ‘Transmission’ the best, per Mr. Sages recommendations. Then use ‘xAct’ to convert files from FLAC or SHN to WAV or AIFF, which iTunes plays.

  3. beepaphone Says:

    Chef that video was magnificent. I had to post that on my FB page. Very nice.

    I don’t know if I’ll make the trip to see Phish 3d. I’m sure it’s awesome, but with the music no longer being new and it not being a live show, I don’t know about trekking from Indy to Cincy just for it.

    Hopefully they tack on a few more cities.

  4. BingosBrother Says:

    My story, as promised.

    This is a story about my brother Jake(Bingo), a special person who loved Phish. I will deal with this story and the necessary coincidental details only, as there is only so much time. My brother died just a few short hours after Phish played Farmhouse on the Conan O’Brien show.(“Woke this morning to the stinging lash, every man rise from the ash. Each betrayal begins with trust, every man returns to dust.”) Though we were many miles apart at this time, I choose to believe we shared that performance together as I was never able to ask him. The day after his death one of our close friends gave me a kunzite gem as a gift, as it supposedly promotes inner peace. Fast forward to seven years later and Phish announces that they will be no more. My remaining brothers and I decide that Deer Creek will be our final goodbye to the band, mostly because Jake and I experienced so many great memories in that venue.(Justin and Jim were too young to have raged that venue with Jake and I back in the day.) Justin could not go the first night so Jim and I rode together and would meet up with him the second night. And what a ride it was. What should have been about a 3 and a half hour drive from Chicago turned into a 7 hour trip. We walked straight from the lot into the show and had enough time to find a spot on the lawn and spark a much needed J only to have the boys bust into Llama before we could even finish. Shit was ON! Great first set, but the second set is when things got weird. Second set Halley’s opener(very important) and we are groovin. But throughout the set a girl keeps walking by very upset and looking on the ground for something. So finally we ask what she is looking for and she says she lost a piece of Kunzite that was very important to her. So we tell her we’ll keep a look out and get back to dancing. So later on, about a split second after they bust into Cavern(where crystals grow) I take a step back and feel something under my foot. I reach down and pick up a crystal of Kunzite about the size of a light saber! I tap Jim and he yells “holy shit! You found it! So we take turns dancing with this monstrosity just cracking up at the absurdity of this thing. So we wait in our lawn spot until the lights go up after the Waste encore(Jake and I shared this debut at Deer Creek 96) knowing she will be back again. So we see her walking towards us with her eyes to the ground and I walk up to her with the crystal behind my back and say “missing something?” and whip it out. This woman jumps on me and nearly chokes me to death with the ferocity of her hug and starts screaming her thanks. Then she says is there anything you want, any thing I can do for you? I tell her, “I just want to know your name.” She says “you’re not gonna believe this, but my name is Halley.” By the way my brother was born 1-18-79 and died 11-8-97. He was very special and we love him.

  5. jdub Says:

    Nice video Chef. It brought a huge smile to my face. 🙂

  6. Mr.Palmer Says:

    thanks beep and Robear! itunes plays wav or aiff? is this correct? “xAct”- this is another program i need to dl i assume? Sorry for the noob questions.. thanks

  7. ChefBradford Says:

    that’s a lovely story, Bingos, kind of you to share

  8. (Formally Known As) BrandonKayda Says:

    That’s an incredible story Bingo’s Brother

    I remember you sharing it long ago.

  9. Mr.Palmer Says:

    Bravo Bingo’s bro! thanks for sharing.

  10. beepaphone Says:

    great story Bingos

    Glad the good memories endure.

  11. Robear Says:

    thx. for sharing bingos brother.

  12. ChefBradford Says:

    In case anybody missed it, I have a link on my home computer to a webpage with high quality vid/aud stream of the F8 acoustic set; I’ll try to remember to re-post it when I get home in a few hours

  13. beepaphone Says:

    “xAct” would be correct @palmer

  14. Robear Says:

    yes, @ Palmer

    ‘xACt’ is a different program from ‘Transmission’. Separate download. It converts the files to WAV or AIFF which iTunes plays. You can then convert in itunes to mp3.

    actually, mango wrote a little program to go from FLAC to MP3, but then you don’t have a lossless form to play on itunes.

  15. Mr.Palmer Says:

    http://exposureroom.com/members/JFI/3c192f7a6e92449498403a120cca7058/

  16. Mr.Palmer Says:

    ^^^F8 acoustic set

  17. jdub Says:

    Bingo, thank you for sharing that story. That is a beautiful story wrapped around a touching family experience. Don’t know what else to say…. speachless I guess.

  18. beepaphone Says:

    I’m jealous, palmer. I remember the day I DL’ed my first torrent. Wish I could relive it.

  19. ChefBradford Says:

    yep Palmer, that’s the one, thanks!

  20. Mr.Palmer Says:

    Next question- where does one find sick Phish or GD torrents. archive.org?

  21. Dr. Pronoia Says:

    you’ve got mail Jdub.

    Great story Bingo. Did she mention what she was doing with a crystal light saber at a phish show? Gotta love hippie chicks

  22. halcyon Says:

    mr. palmer

    bt.etree.org

    shnfamily

  23. Mr.Palmer Says:

    gracias

  24. BingosBrother Says:

    Thanks for all the kind comments all. His energy lives on in all of us. Rage. Rage hard.
    @Robear : don’t know if you caught my response to your kind gesture yesterday, but its on the bottom of p. 22 from yesterdays post.

    And for an update on that story, the friend who gave me the kunzite just got out of jail after 7 years and we will be raging Deer Creek together this year!

  25. BingosBrother Says:

    No, I did not Dr. P. Me and Jim were kinda in shock over the whole thing and the only thing I could think to ask her was her name. She doesn’t even know the background to my story and how out of 30K people, I was the one to find it. She did offer us Coke though, which was pretty hilarious. We declined.

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