For my acting class we had to write a story that changed our life for someone to use as a monologue, this is what i wrote about…I dont know if i already told part of this story on here, but this is the whole story. Use this thread to tell your Phish story!
I found out Phish was breaking up and I had to go to the last concert, because they are my favorite band! I bought my ticket even though I had no one to go with, I’d find someone to go with later. It turned out none of my friends were going, so I tried to at least find some kind of ride there. My friend Rich said I could go with his friends, but that ended up falling though. I only had 2 days left to find a ride, and my friend Courntey helped me too. She called everyone she knew who listened to Phish. My last resort was going on the internet to a Phish ride board. I found one, but it left from Schnectady, which is 3 hours away, on the morning the festival began. Courntey drove me there, because she knew that I needed to be at Phish’s last show.
The kid I got a ride with was pretty cool. He also went to Ithaca and knew some kids I knew. He bought me a bike for 5 dollars at a garage sale on the way to Vermont because he knew we would have to bike in because there was too much traffic. We were stopped and had to park on the highway 8 miles away from Coventry .A pick up truck drove us 5 miles so we biked the last three. There were so many other fans walking in. It was a huge exodus to see our favorite band play for the last time.
As we arrived on the scene, the show was about to start. But first I had to put my stuff somewhere. I also figured i’d ask around for a ride back to Ithaca, where I started out. I found these kids right outside the venue and asked them if i could put my stuff down and if they knew anyone who could give me a ride back when the weeeknd was over. This boy, Keegan told me he could bring be back, so I decided to hang around with these kids for the weekend. The seemed like nice people.
By the second day I got to know them pretty well. Before second set we all ate mushrooms together. As I stared at the sky I started to feel uneasy. Then I started to doubt myself and every decesion i’ve ever made in my life. Why did i take drugs? Who are these people? I don’t know what to say to them? I’m such a freak and I don;t know what to do. I was cold. then I was hot, my entire being was breaking before me. Then the music came on. And the glowsticks went flying. I remembered why I was here. To see my favorite band’s show and most importantly to have fun! Nothing else mattered, these people weren’t judging me, they were here for the same reason! Even though I just met the kids I was hanging around with, they were my friends and the thought me the same. Then I stumbled upon some kind of meaning of life, that we’re all here together, and we have to take care of eachother and that nobody knows the meaning of life anyway so just have a good time and enjoy it and don’t care what others think, because they know just as much as you! That night I walked away with a new sense of being, and I truly knew who I was from that point on, it was the same kid I’ve always been!