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Review by broomecountyforumite
I have not heard this show since I was there.
But I hope we're allowed to be critical, in a peaceful and constructive manner, about the band we all obviously LOVE on this site. I'm not trying to be a drag, offensive or a bummer but.....
After 14 shows, this one left me actually hurt. I mean, my feelings were so hurt after this show that I have not seen Phish since. (Now, that may change Summer '13! I'll admit right here: the boys are back ) But, back to '95......
Personally, I felt the band was giving us the finger, musically, in the 2nd Set. They had an hour + to give us the Phish I had grown to LOVE....instead, they gave us nonsense. I only remember it being tedious, sheer chaos. I am not, again, trying to offend those of you who are fans of this show. To each their own, you know?
Did the band do some serious *partying* backstage? That's what it seemed like. I had never, EVER heard Fishman's tempo waver, but at the start of Tweezer, he was pullin and pushing so much...I had no idea if it was intentional, for some reason, or if the guys just had "one too many" of....something.
And that's just it...was this intentional musical experimentation that went awry? Or....was it a band just too inebriated to even play? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe no one does, but thank goodness, these days are gone and I've had 18 years to lick my wounds, and fall back in love with the band.
Let's hope for a killer '13