Say what you want about Phish, Trey, Mike, or any one of them, the crew, the company, or even the fanbase, if you will. You’ll probably discover that most of what you’ve heard and what you believe, is probably true to some degree or another. But all of that crap is for people with all too much time on their hands, since the ultimate truth about Phish, is still always available by just slipping in that disk or tape, or clicking on a killer download. In this case by downloading this 17 minute, 37 second version of Bathtub Gin [062800, PNC ArtsCenter, NJ]:
http://s54.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2AQGI3PS83JVA2TGCMW6OM02EA
I just happened to come across this version of Bathtub Gin this morning. It was in a stack of shows I wanted to play for a close friend who visited with us for a couple of days last week. It’s from a local PNC show that I took Jaime, one of my son-in-laws, to. This was the second show I took him to, the first being a really lackluster one from the Philly Spectrum the Fall before. He’s more into heavy metal, so he was not generally fond of the music Phish played on top of that. But he does fiddle with an electric guitar when he finds the rare moments in his busy life, so he does appreciate the technical aspects of Trey’s talent, even if it doesn’t “blow his mind” emotionally.
This was the second show of three that I took him along with me, and it wasn’t until the fifth song in the first set of his second show, this version of Bathtub Gin that he understood what Phish was really about. Even in the toilet bowl accoustics of the PNC ArtsCenter (one of the worst sheds on the planet), and the bathroom hollow recording that captured the sound that night, this download is easily respresentative of that ultimate truth about Phish that overrules all other arguments.
This Gin is really just good old rock and roll wanking, but everybody in that venue, on and off the stage, was totally into the spirit of this moment. It is one of my single best individual song experiences of any concert I’ve attended. The audience was as much about this music as the band was, and the energy that flowed back and forth between both was totally unbelievable. Play the doanload, and you’ll easily hear it for yourself.
I can listen to just one song like this in the morning on the way to work, and it charges me with a happiness that lasts for the rest of the day. There are people who practice all kinds of strange yogic exercises for years just to achieve this level of experience. All I have to do is push play.
Enjoy,
bill