Well, I’ll say this:
I’ve gone on record on the godforsaken forum of this website saying I was resigned to the fact that I was going to die without ever hearing Harpua. Bless Las Vegas.
This show was really rad. As a Phish fan, you travel and sweat and really shoot for those moments like the breaks after Jim and Piper when the band is so obviously completely zoned into one another and the telepathy starts kicking. That’s the essence of Phïsh and those
Songs thunder home with confident playing all around. That everyone was on the lookout for a theme and figured it out relatively early did nothing to take away from the next big reveal. You know something crazy happened when the jam of the night came out of your pet cat. Strange shit Is afoot in Vegas. I have no idea what’s going to happen tomorrow. And neither do you.