Phish was not playing its best before the breakup. The Coventry shows in particular had both Phish’s longtime fans — possibly the most detail-oriented and judgmental cult in rock — and the band members themselves calling the performance sloppy, as Mr. Anastasio did. “If there was ever a concert that represented a band smacking into a wall, that was it,” Phish’s drummer, Jon Fishman, said. “I think that was one of the great train wrecks in live concert history.”
on the eve of their return, I decided to go back and re-read what I wrote immediately after watching Coventry in the theaters, and I thought I'd share
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I felt uncomfortable
I felt sick.
Literally.
My stomach felt as if it wanted to puke.
"hey, I've got a great idea, I'm gonna get really fucked up and make an ass out of myself in front of 100,000 people."
That was bullshit.
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when an artist no longer feels as if (s)he has something to prove, (s)he becomes a shell of one's self artistically.
I know that's not a real phrase that I copped off someone, but it should be. (or maybe it is, and I just don't remember where it came from)
Fuck that lemons and lemonade bullshit. When someone serves you shit on a plate and expects you to eat it gracioiusly you should throw it back in their face.
Trey completely disregarded anyone else's enjoyment. He could not fucking play at all. At most concerts if an artist appeared that visibly and AUDIBLY wasted, he would probably get booed off stage, but oh no, Phish fans will just lap up anything that's thrown at them. Complacent with their Phish. If you played that third set for a non-Phish fan, who at least knew what the songs were supposed to sound like, that would be the ultimate jusification in their not getting it. "You mean you listen to that shit? You think that's good? You must be on drugs, or something."
One of my roommates in college really wanted to play guitar. He really loved Phish. He really tried to play Guyute. He could not. No matter how many times me and my other 2 roommates would try and teach him how to play it, he just couldn't. (and we're just talking about the easy parts). It used to be an ongoing joke. His playing was not unlike Trey's bullshit last night.
I don't mind Trey being chatty with the David Bowie story, I thought that was pretty cool. But what was so fucking ironic and pathetic was the fact that he couldn't play the song at all after this long speech. That was by far the weakest post-hiatus Bowie I've heard. A song that, to me, had come to represent somewhat of a rebirth for them. This song had really started to come into its own, again, and prove to be a show stopper every time. Too bad the last one had to be so weak.
Yeah, the Twist was AMAZING (another one of the defining post-hiatus tunes). Page's work in Twist was some of the best I've heard out of him, ever. Yeah, Gordon was ripping shit up the third set. So was Fishman. I was really impressed, at first, after being pretty disappointed with the first 2 sets. But, once Stash rolled around, you could sense obvious visible frustration from all of them towards Trey. HE COULD NOT PLAY ANY OF THE FUCKING SONGS. How can anyone fucking tolerate that? These were not minor flubs. These were mockeries of the songs and band that they represent. Even if he was dreaming of a scenario like this in his cabin 20 years ago, I'm sure he wasn't imagining himself being coked out of his gourd. He spent the whole third set, when not playing wrong notes, wiping his nose. It wasn't fucking allergies. I don't mind a little party, whatever. But when you can't keep the party to yourself, and you wind up crashing down on the parties of everyone else...
I'm not going to go down in some happy ball of goo just because we're supposed to celebrate this. We're celebrating the music. Trey shat all over the music that third set.
They wanted to avoid becoming a nostalgia act, and (supposedly) that's (one of the reasons) why they quit. To just overlook the clearly blatant trainwreck of Trey Anastasio last night is to turn them into a nostalgia act.
Fuck all that stupid Trey needs to practice bullshit. Trey needs to go to fucking rehab and starting caring about his art, or he'll just become another washed up musician.
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I don't want him to miraculously fix his problems.
How about being within some sort of ballpark of sober? Being competent enough to, oh, I don't know, play in key, even if you can't play the right notes. Maybe 72 on Rolling Stone's list was a little too high.
That was not a miniscule part of the music. It was an hour and a half of excruciatingly awful guitar playing (save for a few minutes during Free). In bands, you can distinguish between the rhythm and the melody makers. Trey is a melody maker. A walrus passing a kidney stone probably makes better melodies than what Trey was doing during that 3rd set.
That was not Phish last night. Phish is a group of 4 members playing cohesively together. That was what happened during the first set, and the results, while not overwhelming, were still nice to see, and I enjoyed it for being a Phish show, because it was a Phish show. I had a good time.
I think I'm justified in my negativity. And anyone who says otherwise can kiss my ass. I can't enjoy the music for what it is, when it is not enjoyable. For me to do that would be selling out my ideals. Fuck that.
I am sad, I'm very sad. And that is how my sadness manifests itself, in anger and frustration. (this is not limited to Phish, but an actual manifestation of my personality projected upon Phish)
Phish has played such an important role in my life (as it has in many people's), and to see such a bloated disgusting travesty of music come from them is really disheartening. You can name any number of tragic characters from our annals of written history and make some sort of allegorical connection to the downfall. Trey's hubris is surely a key role in the demise of Phish.
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Trey's guitar playing this weekend was probably the most disgraceful shameful pathetic attempt at entertainment I have seen. He knew on saturday (and probably before that even) what their last song was going to be. He knew that he wanted them to play The Curtain With as their last song. Could he be bothered to even learn how the song went? No? Yeah, thanks. We, the fans, mean so much to you... Come on man, can't you just remember the fucking chorus to Chalkdust Torture? Maybe the chords to Carini? These are not difficult tasks to do for some who wields such amazing guitar talent and prowess.
There were some great moments last night. but you know what, at the end of it all, none of this weekend, to me, felt like Phish (outside the on-stage antics on sunday). It was 3/4 of Phish and some guy they brought along because he played a role in it. Mike, Page, Fish, were all pinnacles of class and poise. Further cementing their roles as the influential and legendary musicians that they are. My problem doesn't lie with Phish, it lies with Trey. He has so undermined his reputation with such crass performances.
The Alpine Valley shows I saw were fucking amazing. The flubs were to a minimum, and the playing was inspired.
Everybody makes mistakes. And I went into post-hiatus with that in mind after a rather bitter divorce when they left the first time. And I enjoyed pretty much all of my post-hiatus experiences (14 shows, 3 in theater) with the band...until this weekend.
And that's not to say that there was not enjoyment going on. I was up and grooving to the whole first section of songs on friday, hell, pretty much the whole set until that Antelope. Second set, I was up for the whole Bag, just waiting for them to take it to the next level, which they didn't. Which is fine. They don't have to do that. But it was the Halley's to me that killed my momentum towards the set. To watch Trey not know all the words, or not know how to sing, or not know what the chords are or not know what comes next, and then never hitting that one chord change in the jam out, the one that just hurts so good when they play it. They didn't do that. That's the best part of the song. The Ya Mar, Mike's playing was amazing. Trey, again, made a mockery. I've been over the bowie and zero. And the 3rd set, I was so into the Twist, I was really into some of the later parts of the Stash jam because of the groove Mike and Fish were locked into, Drowned had some pretty cool parts. But everything else was pure SHITE. That standing on the rocks idea was great, until Trey tried to get girls to flash him. What a fucking selfish act. To stop playing guitar, stop playing music for 100,000 people who are listening to your every note, to try and get someone to show you their tits. Fucking classless.
I felt yesterday's show was a reasonable representation/retrospective of the band. Taste was the highlight of the first set for me, 'twas a rager, and that Reba jam was gorgeous. The Velvet Sea was the most emotional that I have ever felt during a concert performance, I couldn't hold back my own tears, and I didn't want to. Some phenomenal grooves/soundscapes achieved in the Melt, DwD, and Seven Below, the jamming was pretty good, and downright enjoyable much of the time. But it was not Trey carrying the weight, or even pulling his own, for that matter.
Trey's inability to play the notes he's *supposed* to play was such a joke all weekend. And what about his inability to sing/remember lyrics? I'll give a little to the whole nervous/emotional thing. That's fine and dandy. But most/all of those were not just mental gaffes because of overflowing emotion. They were due to lack of respect to the music he created. I'm glad Phish is now over so Trey can no longer make a mockery of the foundation that he built.
I am so sad that Phish is over.
We will never see Mike in an environment like that ever again
We will never see Trey in an environment like that ever again.
We will never see Page in an environment like that ever again.
We will never see Fish in an environment like that ever again.
And to me this is very frustrating/saddening/depressing
We have lost 4 of the greatest, most groundbreaking musicians ever to walk the planet. Yes, we have. We will never hear any of them approach the greatness of Phish. Or even play up to the standards that they have created for themselves while in Phish. That environment was so suited to each of their strengths.
Phish was a sum far greater than any of its parts. Their sheer power when they reached critical mass is still unlike anything I've ever known, musically. To become one unit in pure beauty and bliss. And to tell us tales of delight along the way. That was Phish.
If it wasn't for Phish none of us would be "here" right now. They are owed tremendous amounts of respect for everything done and persevered through over the years.
It was almost 9 years ago that I started reading and posting to RMP due to my love for, and desire to share with others, my thoughts about this magical musical beast. Starting down that path completely altered my life, and has played a major, if not defining role, in where I am right now. And as much as all of this might come across as bashing, it is a sign of how much love I have towards the band, and my emotional struggle with the deteriorating quality of the music (the parallels to a relationship with a girlfriend are almost staggering). But I wouldn't change anything I've ever done for the music. Nothing. Please me have no regrets, indeed.
I attended a celebration/funeral for a friend this past weekend, and it was bitter/sweet...
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I will say this, though.
a lot can change in 4.5 years.
a little cathartic to go back and read all of this.
but I think it's good to see how far we've all come, and where it is we're coming back from.
I'm as excited as anyone for their return.




