Phish was obviously excited to be playing to the hometown crowd, in a beautiful setting and delivered an energetic and focused performance that wound up with a legendary sit in from Carlos and the two percussionists. It was one of those deals when you could easily see and hear the excitement that the musicians were having playing together. Carlos was really getting off on Trey's playing and vice versa.

I wish a recording existed of the Santana set, the guys came out and sat in with the band for a lengthy segment, each member was given an extended solo spot. I distinctly remember them jamming on Carlos' fiery Super Boogie/Hong Kong Blues instrumental.

One of the most memorable shows I ever saw, almost 20 years ago now. I didn't see Phish again until 11/29/98 and I was frankly astonished at how their popularity exploded in the interval. I thought they were too quirky to ever really get that kind of following...but the way they slayed this performance at Stowe, on a tour that represented a big opportunity for them, I shouldn't have been too surprised.

BAM! Take it up a notch!

This is an excellent recording of an excellent set of songs as part of the "Best Behavior Tour" opening for Santana. That's what I call it anyway. I've had this recording for years, so I knew it was coming up. You've got to love jamming with Carlos in front of a hometown crowd in Vermont.

This review can be really simple...they were all great! Jim, Foam, you name it. It was tight. Even the new structure to Rift sounded much tighter. YEM descends into a legendary jam with Santana and friends. They stick around for one of the sickest Llamas you will ever hear. Funky Bitch gets busted out and the only mistake is that Mike forgets the proper order of the lyrics but, who cares? There is definitely a Bowie going on at the end which gets cut off and is mysteriously missing from the setlist.

This is a legendary set. If you haven't heard it, it is highly recommended. This can be used as a measuring stick for this time period. Five star all the way.

This is pretty much an average-great show until the Santana band members join in. That is to say, everything is tightly and splendidly played, but the You Enjoy Myself, Llama, Funky Bitch combination is particularly inspired due to the guests. I'm not overly familiar with Santana, so I don't know if Carlos was always this way, but his playing tends to pale in comparison to Trey's in this show. A class act like Carlos Santana was surely cognizant of that, and made way for Trey to show off, but the complexity of Trey's even early style tends to dominate here. Karl Perazzo would appear again on and after Halloween 1996, and those shows are certainly worth listening to. I could really go for another, late-era Karl Perazzo guest spot, actually. Anyway, listen to it.

Really solid opener for Santana. As others have mentioned, the YEM, Llama, Bitch are definitely the highlights. Trey and Santana feed off each other numerous times through out those songs and listening to them you'd think they had been playing together for years. Again, solid show for all 4, IMO, but an especially great show for Trey.

To clear up the two reviewers' Bowie mystery. There was a European import disc of this show that circulated years ago, hence the quality sound, and the filler was the Bowie from 4/17/92 at the Warfield. It's a shame that y'all's copies faded out, as it legendarily climaxes with the lines of Catapult being thrown in between the Bowie end riffs.

This opening set for Santana is short but sweet. Phish comes right out of the gate with tons of energy commonplace during their early years. Runaway Jim and Foam are both well-played and feature energetic jams. The Sparkle and Stash are pretty standard with the Stash clocking in at 9 minutes with a tight, focused jam sections. Not a whole lot of exploration but still brimming with energy. Following a standard Rift, You Enjoy Myself starts up with the composed section being perfectly played at a good tempo. The bass solo is overdriven and chaotic and Page rips the Nirvana section as always.

After BMGS, Page begins his organ solo when Carlos Santana, Karl Perazzo, and Raul Rekow step onto the stage. This leads into a groovy, percussive YEM jam with Trey and Carlos trading licks! The guitars die off leaving Fishman, Perazzo, and Rekow to perform a quick drum solo. YEM ends without a vocal jam and Llama quickly picks up. The jam on this song is ferocious with Santana and Trey perfoming lightning trade-off solos. The Funky Bitch is the last to feature the Santana crew and it also features some wailing guitar lines. The beginning of David Bowie is very strange with lots of Secret Language and very eerie jamming. The composed parts are thoroughly executed and the boys quickly find a different theme during the jam with a particularly sick bass line. They go into some stop-start jamming for a moment which develops into a hyponotic ascending jam with some weirdness thrown in. For some reason, my copy of this song fades out before the ending.

The highlight of this set is the Santana-enhanced YEM, Llama, and Bitch and the weird Bowie. Solid show.

I had just graduated from Johnson State 2 months before, where I saw my 1st show 3/11/88. I moved to Stowe to be a ski bum for a few years and this was first show I had seen in a while because 91 they went EVERYWHERE! Opening for Santana yes please! What made this especially amazing was a dear fellow grad just happened to get a job as Northern Field Director for the Green Mtn Club which takes care of the Long trail. He lived at Barnes camp https://www.greenmountainclub.org/barnes-camp-visitor-center/ which is at the resort just a short walk from the Spruce Peak side of Stowe so we got to hang out there all day partying and watching Stowe be overrun with like minded people! That alone was epic to me! I remember getting lost in the moment and hearing the beginning of Jim. Boy did I run like an antelope to get there! It had been an all day party so by the time I recall hearing YEM, I was wandering around way up on the hill just having the best time oblivious to everything around me, I was young and dumb. But I remember when I suddenly heard the influence of Santana within a phish song I knew well, that got my attention quickly, It started with the percussion and that Carlos came in. And made my way back down to the hill to watch in Amazement! It was like padawan Trey working with his Jedi Master Carlos. After being mesmerized for the next 20 minutes, my only memory is being so blown away that I really didn't care about watching Santana and hung out in the beer garden talking about what was just my favorite Phish experience ever!