This show was my introduction to the overall jamband scene. I was 16, working as a camp counselor at Camp MacLean, and listening to Dave Matthews Band. One of my buddies that summer kept talking about Phish, and kept feeding me Phish shows - 11/17/94, 9/14/99, 11/25/95, 6/26/95, etc. He bought me a ticket on a free weekend we had, and let me crash at his parents place.

This show was an absolutely transformative moment in my life. I remember waking onto the lot, hearing the Dead and old Phish shows crackling out of stereos. I remember the smell of weed wafting in the air, as if no-one had a care of being caught. I remember being offered LSD and being viscerally frightened by that fact. I remember eating a goo-ball and fading into total bliss. I remember how people kept talking about this guy Medeski on keys, it sounded like a big deal but I had no idea. I remember how welcoming the stage looked with those blue lights hovering over Trey's guitar. I remember the jolt of energy I got watching Trey walk onto the stage and picking up his guitar, hovering below the lights, had to his brow, looking for people he knew in the crowd. I remember the way the roar of the crowd grew with the first snap of Push on Til The Day. I remember I didn't stop dancing until the show was over.

Highlights:

Push On 'Til The Day
Simple Twist Up Dave
Last Tube
Quantegy
Burlap Sack & Pumps -> Trey/Medeski Jam -> BSP
FIRST TUBE (The First Phish Song I Heard Live)

I walked away from this show completely changed. Musically, I'd never go back. I'd found the sound I'd been looking for my whole life. I found the addictive joy of live/improvisational music, and I've spent the last 16 years seeking it out relentlessly. Lifestyle-wise, this was transformative. I knew the people I wanted to be around. I know the open-mindedness I wanted to live with. I knew I wanted to travel and experience this feeling over and over again.

Thank you, Trey. Thank you, Arron Klein, wherever you are.