, attached to 2022-07-27

Review by ajcmixer

ajcmixer Don't Doubt Me. Wth was that? That felt like a knockout punch. As those in Las Vegas are accustomed to watching at the same MGM Grand when the song was debuted Halloween '21. The trick, evidently, was to hold on to this delectable treat. Until tonight. Just another omg moment in a lifetime of omg moments.

Phish is about taste. We all have tongues. My tongue was more satisfied by the end of last night's 1st Set more that tonight's. And I was hoping that they would stick that taste right back in the 2nd Set "more" to my liking. And I liked it really good. Not to say that they did not accomplish a great set, imho they did, out of the box with a pretty fiery Mike's. It "felt" like the segue into Wolfman's was "unique" to itself but I have not done any due diligence to back that up. Regardless, Wolfman's was taken for a good 14 minute trot into a crowd pleasing Ya Mar, fitting in with the Jones Beach ambiance wonderfully. Then I admittedly screeched my delight at hearing the opening notes of 46 Days, of which was met with an accompanying amount of raging my designated area, which happened to be populated by folks that were enjoying themselves immensely in the best of ways. The segue into It's Ice was pretty cool, pun totally intended. Page seemed to enjoy his moment in the spotlight a little more than usual, adding some extra pizazzz to his tinkling.

I was at the last All of These Dreams, Dick's, last year. Who knew?

This was only the 2nd Something Living Here? Call Vegas, I apparently need to start to play the "numbers", lol.

Axilla raged then congealed into a psychedelic puddle of noise. I sat down, then stood right back up. The cool off song was just not any song, it was one of the songs that greeted me back onto the bus, Jones Beach 13 years ago, 6/2/09. Yes indeed, only Phish, only When The Circus Comes, is this good of a time. They ended with a pretty decent Antelope to gallop out of what was on its own a pretty terrific 1st Set. How did I find that not enough?

The answer apparently was awaiting me in a 2nd Set that once again left no doubt as to When The Circus Comes to this town there will be No Men In No Man's Land that could withstand both the audio and visual onslaught, the best of mind fucks. They're sounding rather "muscular" to these ears nowadays and this set got down and dirty as only DWD signaled its arrival. And then, after twenty five minutes of exquisite jamming between the two songs, they dropped the Vegas bomb and if there was any doubt as to who is the greatest fucking living rock and roll band, they collectively answered Don't Doubt Me. Ten minutes of wow! Still literally scratching my head over what i witnessed 'cause i never saw that musical left upper cut jab straight to the cranium, whew, left me in a doozy. And smiling uncontrollably. Like, uncontrollably. Moments like these are the ones that I feel most like a human being on this earth, put here to have good clean, errrrrrrrrr, well, fun!

And they figured out, for me at least, the perfect comedown song, that being Golden Age. 12 1/2 minutes of pure bliss to these ears. Trey really took this one out for a tender, heartfelt run, I was in tears during it.

Might have been my 1st Lifeboy (in attending 120 shows or so since JB '09), due diligence will reveal that later.

But one needs no due diligence to be a Fluffboy, does one? This was 15 minutes of Phish Fluffyness. And it tasted umm ummm good! Alas, all good things must come to and end and through I was not personally surprised I did see some had forgotten that the tasty Phish sandwich served tonight would not be complete with its Weekapaug Groove. And off we grooved into the night, returning to our general roles, Slave to the Traffic Lights of life.

Thank you Phish for an absolutely amazing two night run. Not sure where history might put this show and these two show but they should only add to their legacy, both locally here at Jones Beach, a home away from home for me since the 80's, have always loved shows here. And the legacy that a band that still gives a flying fuck about its fans, so much that they are busting their asses out at an age where most guys, all they would be doing at a comparable point in their careers would be to rock their rocking chairs! This is a band that is showing that they are the 0.010 of this world that will give equal to their fans who give it right back. This was an exciting two nights here under totally terrific weather for the brutal Summer we've had so far.

I didn't have to roll my dice as far as Vegas tonight. I got paid off, right here at home.


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