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2019-12-31 12:08 am, attached to 2019-12-30

Review by Feelin_good_about_Hood

While streaming tonight's show, and especially marveling at the liquid beauty of the second set, I was reminded of a poem called "High Flight," for tonight both band and audience together touched the face of God. Thank you, Phish.

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

Score: 35

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