Phish ©Nicole Wrona
Phish didn't pull a 'Springsteen' on the first night of their 2009 Fall Tour. [they didn't really say anything] They also didn't have Bob Seger waiting in the wings, ready to join them onstage for a nostalgic rendition of 'Main Street.' So what did Phish serve up to its hungry Detroit audience? One of their greatest musical performances of the 2thousands.
The lot scene prevailed as it always does, burgeoning wherever it can. It was filled with the obligatory balloons which popped sporadically, causing some to lay low unnecesarily. Patchouli invaded the concrete structures, accompanied by the usual burrito slingers, ticket seekers, and despondent pushers.
This was a no fanfare kind of show. No flying through the arena on a giant hot dog, although a Coney would have been appropriate, no? Trampolines were m.i.a., as were acrobats repelling down from the rafters, vacuums with the necessary hose attachment, and Vegas showgirls. The closest thing to a circus was when Trey summoned J.Lo as he tripped over Mike's bass, laughing along with everyone who noticed.
The feeling of the performance was a throwback from the mid-nineties, reminiscent of Binghampton. The only difference was that Fishman's dress has faded slightly since the old Broome County days. Mr. Fishman- just how many frocks are in that closet of yours?
The quattro has definitely been making it to band practice. Everyone knew all the words and every note was hit- one, two sucka! punch. The show was engaging, just some old friends getting together on stage, plotting the next song through sign language and whispering.
The music itself was well-defined, wrapped up, tied in a neat bow, and presented on a silver platter. Fishman came with the solid framework while Mike anchored it down. Page.. Trey...
Happiness seems like the major change that went down within the group. Taking into consideration that every day can't be sunshine and lollipops, it is a feat to pull off after twenty + years and it is wonderful to see musicians enjoying themselves. [obvious YEM reference]
So now Phish joins the smiling ranks of Jay-Z and Snoop as charismatic entertainers. Sorry everyone else, you lose. Please take note performers: Smiling is the new Frown. And Phish is the fresh catch of the day. [for real]
The lot scene prevailed as it always does, burgeoning wherever it can. It was filled with the obligatory balloons which popped sporadically, causing some to lay low unnecesarily. Patchouli invaded the concrete structures, accompanied by the usual burrito slingers, ticket seekers, and despondent pushers.
This was a no fanfare kind of show. No flying through the arena on a giant hot dog, although a Coney would have been appropriate, no? Trampolines were m.i.a., as were acrobats repelling down from the rafters, vacuums with the necessary hose attachment, and Vegas showgirls. The closest thing to a circus was when Trey summoned J.Lo as he tripped over Mike's bass, laughing along with everyone who noticed.
The feeling of the performance was a throwback from the mid-nineties, reminiscent of Binghampton. The only difference was that Fishman's dress has faded slightly since the old Broome County days. Mr. Fishman- just how many frocks are in that closet of yours?
The quattro has definitely been making it to band practice. Everyone knew all the words and every note was hit- one, two sucka! punch. The show was engaging, just some old friends getting together on stage, plotting the next song through sign language and whispering.
The music itself was well-defined, wrapped up, tied in a neat bow, and presented on a silver platter. Fishman came with the solid framework while Mike anchored it down. Page.. Trey...
Happiness seems like the major change that went down within the group. Taking into consideration that every day can't be sunshine and lollipops, it is a feat to pull off after twenty + years and it is wonderful to see musicians enjoying themselves. [obvious YEM reference]
So now Phish joins the smiling ranks of Jay-Z and Snoop as charismatic entertainers. Sorry everyone else, you lose. Please take note performers: Smiling is the new Frown. And Phish is the fresh catch of the day. [for real]
