While no known setlist exists, I recall and have managed to confirm several of the songs played at my this show, my very first Phish show.//

Three memories stand out above all else about this night. One, Trey was engaged and playful as all get out. This show was hosted by my co-ed fraternity, the Tabard. The Tabard was a local Greek house that many years earlier housed Dartmouth's Sigma Chi chapter. An old portrait hung in our living room/concert space of a past Sigma Chi dignitary. He was nicknamed "Norman Pinball" by us then-current denizens.//

Trey implored the 60 or 70 of us there during his song intro whether we knew whose portrait that was. My friend and Tabard president, "D", shouted "Norman Pinball" again and again, his pupils as large as saucers. Trey, nonplussed, dropped the band into a churning, chugging Wilson after informing us that the portrait was that of the Duke of Lizards! And, that Wilson next seamlessly charged into Peaches en Regalia after stomping our collective shit.//

Two, the second set saw a friend of the band, the Dude of Life, take the stage with a mic in hand. The Dude of Life and Phish regaled us with a Back in Black > Freebird > Iron Man mini medley that taunted as much as it titillated. The Dude left the stage, but not our hearts.//

Three, my first Phish show and my only Zappa show from August 1984 had something in common - a Whipping Post encore. Yes, I was ~hooked~.//

What else did they play that night? I am certain that they covered or played the following after continuing to see the band regularly through 1997 and consulting with other friends afterward:

Walk Away,
La Grange,
Sanity, (fast, of course)
Fire,
Good Times Bad Times,
Fluffhead,
The Sloth,
Mike's > Hydrogen > Weekapaug Groove, and
Run Like an Antelope.

Phish had introduced us to a musical fantasyland that had us rocking, laughing, jumping, dancing for our lives, and drenched in sweat when the show ended. I really wonder how this show would hold up now. It was a punchy, frenetic, fun show that would likely have people creaming their jeans over the Dude of Life's appearance and the cover-heavy sets. I also think people would f**k themselves an an opportunity to see Phish with 60-70 friends. I'm coming up on the 31st anniversary of this show. Where's the time gone!?