listening again…

November 3, 2009

well folks, it’s been a great weekend. I’m listening to exile again and am really impressed with how well the band pulled this off. page’s vocals and piano especially shine through the halloween set.

It was great getting to hang with good friends and make new friends all weekend. We got a lot of praise for our costumes (which had to be the best at the fest), the festival grounds were amazing and the visual candy (flame throwers, burbles, etc) were epic.

Thanks to JT and Taboot Art for being our base of operations, thanks to JT for being an awesome person, thanks to the Joker for his UPS package hilarity, thanks to everyone who told us ‘great costumes’, thanks to the weirdo lady during the acoustic set who was wearing nothing but a slip and kept pulling it up above your waist (it was hysterical), thanks to the folks operating the Burble — that thing is amazing. thanks in and out burger. thanks to tito and his walking stick, and to the guy with the plastic ‘roor’ in the line to get in Sunday. thanks to the mounted patrol for letting us take a picture with you (picture to come)

no thanks to: the guy who knew all the words to every song on Exile on Main Street and let everyone know it at the top of his lungs the entire set, the creeper old woman who snaked in on at least three of our sessions without even asking, and whoever ate all the donuts before we could get there, no thanks to the toolbags with laser pointers (you all suck).

i’ll likely get around to some sort of full review of the tunes and each day’s sets, but for now you can all simply enjoy these pics. I’ll get more up when I get a chance to hook erin’s camera up to the computer:



slap bag guy:



here’s ass lady. she just kept pulling up her slip like it wasn’t a big deal — flashing her ass right in the face of these two girls behind her. She also pulled up the front, showing her vag to anyone who happened to turn around:
ass lady

ass lady


the light from the flame-throwing oil towers behind us during the last set:

second Burble:

flaming oil derek towers:

good morning!

October 31, 2009

wow. what a great time last night.

the concert grounds are perfect. the grass is dry and soft, the art instalations are sick and the amount of vending and food is awesome. There was a guy lighting off paper hot-air balloons (you know, the kind where yoy light a candlein a paper bag and it flies away), and after the thing got airborne a few of us started screaming about poor Falcon up in the balooon.

the setlist was okay last night, but we have all said that those are the typ[e of songs you want to hear the first night of a festival — it’s not like i want them to come out and blow their load the first set.

that said, the second set was pretty much nasty.

oct. 30, 2009
Indio, CA

set one
chalkdust torute
moma dance (mike sounds good)
Stealing time
I didn’t know
poor heart
beauty of a broken heart
time turns elastic

Set II
dwd >
wolfman’s brother > NASTY JAM >
piper >
joy >

e:Character Zero

highlights were moma dance, stash jam, cavern (got the lyrics right), PYITE, wolfman’s jam, bowie and hood. theres this crazy flying balloon thing that changes lights to the musc that was flying around during hood that was pretty mind blowing. I’ll do a picture dump here in a second.

we’re chilling at the house now for a bit, listening to last night’s show and watching college football. a bit of pool time is in order, but we’re heading over to the festival ground around 1:30 in full costume. I promise more updates from the fest today, including the lot quote of the day.

i’m still calling for exile on main st, though it seems the rumor of an undisclosed album being the alum that is ‘killing’ the other albums ( and is the album they will play (possibly michael jackson’s ‘off the wall’)


Palm springs

October 30, 2009

Made it in about 45 mins late. In palm springs by 1125 and chilling at the little hotel we rented for the night before checking into our house.

Flew first class. Very nice. I could get used to it. Up tomorrow and off to the festy

In the airport…

October 29, 2009

Waiting to board our flight out if this winter tundra. Looks like Erin and I are going to be cruising first class. Sweet willy left his check-bag at home and had to haul ass back to get it. They are gonna make the flight tho. Derek, Liz, nik and Brian are flying frontier and are delayed an hour.

I’m watching the massive snow melt machine on the runway and hoping everyone else in Team Awesome makes their flights.

Two feet of snow, flghts cancelled allday, friends are sacking up and driving out to Indio….

But I’m holding tight in the cut and still set to board a first-class flight to John Wayne airport At 645 with Sweet Willy, his wife and now Dukemesh Jason has gotten a seat on our flight after his was cancelled thismorning.

Behold the power of phish.

More on-the-road updates from here on out. Keep checking back….

oh, and the costumes look FUCKING RAD!


three more days….

October 27, 2009

And I’ll be in sunny southern California.

we’re down to 20 albums on the list:

Still Alive:

David Bowie – Hunky Dory
David Bowie – Ziggy Stardust
Frank Zappa – Apostrophe
Genesis – The Lambs Lie Down On Broadway
Jimi Hendrix – Electric Ladyland
King Crimson – Larks’ Tongues In Aspic
Led Zeppelin – I
MGMT – Oracle Spectacular
Michael Jackson – Thiller
Pink Floyd – The Wall
Prince – Purple Rain
Radiohead – Kid A
Rolling Stones – Exile
Springsteen – Born To Run
Television – Marquee Moon
Van Morrison – Astral Weeks
Yes – The Yes Album

Dead albums:

Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers– Damn The Torpedoes
Medeski, Martin & Wood – Shack Man
Huey Lewis And The News – Sports
Talking Heads – Fear Of Music
Leonard Cohen – I’m Your Man
Velvet Underground And Nico
Who – Who’s Next
Beatles – Rubber Soul
Ween – White Pepper
White Stripes – Elephant
Primus – Sailing The Seas Of Cheese
Fleetwood Mac – Rumours
Allman Brothers Band – Eat A Peach
Manu Chao – Clandestino
Pavement – Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain
Eagles – Hotel California
Roots – Phronology
Tom Waits – Rain Dogs
Saturday Night Fever Soundtrack
Jane’s Addiction – Ritual de Lo Habitual
fIREHOSE – flyin’ the flannel
X – Los Angeles
Peter Gabriel – So
Bob Seger – Against The Wind
David Bowie – Scary Monsters
Elvis Costello – This Year’s Model
Bob Dylan And The Band – The Basement Tapes
Neil Young – Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere
Duran Duran – Rio
Michael McDonald – If That’s What It Takes
Pink Floyd – Meddle
John Lennon – Plastic Ono Band
Pork Tornado – Pork Tornado
Queen – A Night At The Opera
Beach Boys – Pet Sounds
Wilco – Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
Arcade Fire – Funeral
Violent Femmes – Violent Femmes
Hall & Oates – Private Eyes
Ramones – Ramones
ZZ Top – Tres Hombes
Credence Clearwater Rivival – Green River
Aerosmith – Toys In The Attic
Led Zeppelin – IV (Zoso)
Grateful Dead – American Beauty
Devo – Freedom of Choice
Eric Clapton – 461 Ocean Blvd
U2 – Joshua Tree
Journey – Escape
Pearl Jam – 10
Doors – The Doors
Rush – Moving Pictures
LOVE – Forever Changes
Guns & Roses – Appetite For Destruction
Beastie Boys – Hello Nasty
KI$$ – Alive II
Bob Dylan – Blood On the Tracks
Jimi Hendrix – Are You Experienced?
Blind Faith – Blind Faith
Pixies – Come On Pilgrim
Band – The Band (Brown Album)
Metallica – Master Of Puppets
Frank Zappa – Hot Rats
Miles Davis – A Tribute To Jack Johnson
Rage Against The Machine – Evil Empire
Police – Ghost In The Machine
Curtis Mayfield – Superfly Soundtrack
Steely Dan – Pretzel Logic
Neil Young – Tonight’s The Night
Van Halen – Van Halen
Brian Eno – Before And After Science
Clash – London Calling
Jonathan Richmond and The Modern Lovers – The Modern Lovers
Nirvana – Nevermind
Black Sabbath – Paranoid
Boston – Boston
AC/DC – Back In Black
Rolling Stones – Sticky Fingers
Elton John – Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
T.Rex – Electric Warrior
Chicago Transit Authority
Minutemen – Double Nickels On The Dime

I still think it’s going to be Exile on Main St. — complete with horn section and female backup singers.

in other Fest8 news, Indio police are hoping to see pigs fly:

ndio police are encouraging attendees at this weekend’s Phish Festival 8 to refrain from smoking marijuana to have a good time.

Police aren’t disclosing their methods but said they will be on the lookout for anyone caught doing drugs during the three-day event at the Empire Polo Club in Indio.

Samuel Martin, who writes at, does not dispute that Phish fans tend to smoke marijuana at concerts just as the Grateful Dead’s Deadheads.

“Yeah, there’s going to be a lot of it,” he said. “(But) it’s not like there’s going to be a truckload of drug addicts coming to town.”

Violators may face a $100 to $500 fine and/or up to a year in Riverside County jail.

“The bottom line is just don’t do it,” Indio police spokesman Ben Guitron said. “Don’t make it a memorable experience in the county jail.”

The polo grounds have hosted numerous multi-day music events with their share of arrests.

Sixty-nine people were arrested during this year’s Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, and there were 22 arrests at the Stagecoach Country Music Festival.

Martin said he does not believe Phish’s mellow fans are likely to cause trouble.

“Fans don’t go out of their way to stand on top of Volkswagen buses and wave bags of weed,” Martin said. “It’s not going to be that extreme, but they are carefree.”

San Bernardino County sheriff’s officials issued similar warnings to attendees at this past weekend’s Cypress Hill Smokeout Festival in San Bernardino, which celebrated marijuana legalization and its therapeutic uses.

Aside from detecting the smell of marijuana in the air, officials were “pleasantly surprised” that there were no arrests made, department spokeswoman Jodi Miller said.

“There was a fight on Saturday, and the crowd basically took care of it,” she said.

Have you missed me??

October 22, 2009

well, grad ,school and work and life have gotten in the way lately… and i haven’t really even gone out to see much live music OR been skiing yet… so there’s not much to report.

HOWEVER… in 8 days I’ll be traveling (with 8 people) to phish’s 8th festival, Festival 8 (isn’t that great!) over Halloween weekend at the Empire Polo Club in Indio, CA — at the site of the Coachella Music and Arts festival.


while festivals in the past have had as many as 80k people in attendence (NYE 2000 in Florida), this one is rumored to be about half that size…

Phish will be selecting a ‘musical costume’ to wear on Halloween night, and has set up a really cool gallery of the 100 possible albums — with more and more getting killed by arrows, axes or knives over the last few weeks as the concert draws closer. My pick all along was the Rolling Stones ‘Exile on Main St.’, which is still in the running (and according to rumored maps of the site which have each campground named after a final album, will be one of the final 8 albums going into the festival).

Exile on main street.

my other pick would be Boston’s self-titled album or Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust — though neither of them are part of the rumored final 8.

as for OUR costume, we have decided that in honor of going to the polo club for the weekend we would don polo attire and go as Polo Team 8…. Er and I are getting the custom polo shirts screen printed right now. This isn’t the final logo — i’m saving that to show until the festival — but our initial sketch was something like this:

this is my first phish festival since Big Cypress (new years eve 2000), so i’m pretty pumped… Phish tends to go all-out in preparing for these fests, with massive art installations, carnival rides, vending, etc… plus there’s the entertainment of being around thousands of phish heads (this time in southern cali) camping together. Apparently there’s a massive area for trading music, a huge bar with ‘EXTRA BLOODY’ bloody marys, big screens for MLB playoffs and NFL games on sunday and (most importantly for you, dear readers) free wifi, so I will be updating live during the day (or, when i feel like it) from the fest. With 8 sets of music (including a Sunday-morning acoustic set, complete with coffee and 8-shaped donuts).

Also, Team Bleedingsenses (aka Team Awesome) has rented a golf chalet to stay in all weekend with 9-10 other Colorado music freaks.
Its’ way too nice for us (as usual), and apparently in the same neighborhood where team phish was looking to rent a few places (most likely for this week during the setup), so you never know who our neighbors could be. (though they will likely be some weirded-out retirees who just want some peace and quiet so they can wake up and play on their top-rated golf course in the morning)

check out for more on fest 8…

okay, I’m finally getting around to doing this thing…. as two small dogs run around my feet and bark over the band playing on my laptop


anyway, our summer started out at Deer Creek… After flying into milwaukee, WI on Wednesday night and driving down to indiana thursday morning, we were all pretty amped to get on the lot and enjoy the hell out of ourselves to start out the summer phish shows…

with thunderstorms looming in the distance, we raged the lawn the first set… overal the vibe reminded me of summer 98, in that it was very lose playing and a very SOTG-filled set… I really got into the new song, stealing time from the faulty plan as well… but starting at Ocelot (one of my favorite of the new songs) the show began to get pretty damn interesting. Ocelot is well-played, and explored out — clocking in at just over nine minutes before the band reels it back in. the fluffhead is by far the best of the summer tour, with few flubs in the composed section and lots of energy and feeling in the opening and closing sections…

at setbreak, erin and I made our way down into the pavilion with a pair of taper tickets we had bought the week before and convinced some security guard that since we weren’t tapers but had pavilion tickets that she should seat us elsewhere. She agreed and put us on the front row of the second section in some VIP/handicapped section… we laughed as page came on and warned everyone of the storm, then spent about 15 minutes jaw-dropped watching the torrents of water and streaks of lightning that ensued…

when the band came back on, with the wind swirling around and lightning still flashing in the distance, A song i heard the Ocean sing seemed to be a most fitting opener. Yeah, it’s a new song and yeah, i never really heard it played out much before… but this version was very intense and dark, very fitting to the mood and storm. the jam goes from evil and disjointed to melodic and pretty by 9:30 and then into Drowned, which is pure rock and roll and page shining through into the ‘noblesville jam’ track to a more laid-back funky porno groove at 3:50 or so with some great mike bombs before trey comes out with twist from the space. very well done, and i remember smiling very big at this point in the show. Twist is pretty noodly, though it begins to stray from the theme by about 7 minutes — where it gets a bit noodly and spacey again.

Now, i threw in ‘let me lie’ for the sake of continuity… i didn’t really like the placement of this song (nor do i really like this song yet, for that matter), but i will say that it made the upcoming tweezer that much better.

listening now, the tweezer > 2001 was just as nasty as i remember. at one point i had written out a pretty detailed account of this song and jam, but i seem to have lost it and don’t feel like going through it all again right now… but when they breakdown after the ‘uncle ebeneezer’ wierdness part, page’s piano work is outstanding and sets the tone for the rest of the sickness to come… follow it through the tweezer ‘theme’ and then listen as trey goes off from there…. until the red rocks tweezer (more on that later), this was by far my favorite jam of the 3.0. at 5:15, they hit what has to be a rehearsed breakdown… but it works REAL WELL in here, with only fish still carrying any semblance of tweezer. at 5:53, this new theme really starts to take off and doesn’t come back until around 9:10 or so, when they develop a new and quirky little melody before dropping into the pre-2001 space and feedback stuff….

the 2001 is 8 minutes plus of a bob mayonaise-creamy rhodes and funky porno guitar dance party. a great way to end the massive segment of jamming.

now, not to slight the rest of the show — and maybe it was just me — but after this, the energy levels and the setlist went back to the pre-storm levels. I of course loved the sleeping monkey > tweeprize encore (SM is easily one of my favorite goofball songs they do, and i;ll take it any encore), but didn’t include it in the highlights because I figured by this point you either have the entire show, or will be tracking it all down — and if not you probably don’t care about the encore anyway.

SO, enjoy the download folks…


Song I heard the Ocean Sing >
Drowned >
let me lie
tweezer >

up next: alpine one and two.



August 10, 2009

get-attachment.aspxJust got back to the homestead (and i think our housesitter threw a party). Anyway, a quick recap of last night for you all.

the gorge
august 8, 2009

Mango song
(some mike-sung tune)
20 years later
it’s ice
wolfmans brother
character zero

rock and roll >
backwards down the number line >

tweezer reprise

piper had a jam that doused a bit like maze, mike and Trey swapped instruments during makisupa we just got in from Seattle and this is the first I have been able to check the blog since leaving… too bad, too because it seems that a few of the posts i thought I had made did not get posted. oh well. anyway.. last night was an awesome show as well. much more rock and roll as opposed to noodle-funk, and an overall good wrapup to my summer of phish (next stop is Halloween for us).

so, a few quotes from last night:

“I’m on the ‘shrooms, the molly and some pot.” -some fatass scalping tickets in the lot.

Max, to the crowd of 16 parking attendents standing next to each other doing nothing to help parking: “Hey, which way are we supposed to go?”
16-year-old parking attendant, rolling her eyes: “i don’t know”

“I was born in Cuba, how much fucking fun is that?” – another shitbag scalper in response to some fans talking shit.

dude: damn, you got beers in (the venue)
erin: yeah, and whiskey
dude: how??
erin: [holds up her gold medal] Because I’m a winner.
dude: yeah you are.

other highlights:
-Carini the Dolphin getting an ovation from the crowd after the security guard grabbed him and popped him before first set.
– erin catching every beach ball that came her way and writing ‘carini’ on them
– watching the older guy next to me NOT be able to handle smoking pot (weeble wobble!)
– the dude with the nose ring, eyebrow ring, unibrow ring and ear plugs talking to me about how Friday night didn’t do anything for him, mostly because he spent a majority of the show in the portopotties due to something he ate

and the crowning jewel of the weekend: the wook and wookette with their LESS THAN A YEAR OLD BABY down in the bowl of the Gorge (in front of the SBD). These champions (from Wisconsin, i believe) not only watched as people (including their friends) blew cigarette and pot smoke at their baby, threw him up in the air during chalkdust, left him unguarded and strapped to the wookette’s back during multiple glowstick wars (with glowsticks raining down on us from the hill above) and most awesomely left the child’s ears unprotected through the entire first set and most of the second set before putting headphones on it halfway through the Wedge.

here’s the baby, with some nice guy willing to ‘pose’ for us while we stealthly grabbed the shot.


seriously, leave your fucking infant at home…. or at the very least, put it at the back of the fucking hill. you are all horrible parents, and I hope you heard us telling you so all night long… (though, you both were high as kites the whole time and finger-dipping a bag of mahl, so i bet you didn’t).

other than that, we danced our butts off and made it back to our little meth motel by 12:35 — th0ugh, we lost an iPhone along the way. Went back thismorning to look for it in a field, nearly missed our flight home and lo-and-behold, we finally got ahold of some girl named Krista who found the phone and is willing (so she says) to send it back to erin tomorrow. hopefully she is a truly nice person.

as for me, it’s now time to decompress. I was supposed to have gone to Warped Tour today after we landed to go see Rhino who is touring with Less than Jake and/or Bad Religion right now, but we got in too late and had to rush to get Wilson from the doggie daycare instead…. no upcoming shows for a bit, which should be a nice break for me. I’m glad to not have anything on the books as far as plans go.

anyway, thanks for following along — until I check back in with my summer tour review sometime over the next few days, be well and be sure and take care of your shoes.


August 9, 2009

More on this tomorrow morning plus hilarious quotes and deaf baby jokes.