The 8/30 post-show buzz was all about people leaving Tahoe to hit up the Hornings Festival. It is my firm belief that Phish played such a killer 8/31 show to reward the loyal phans that didn't leave for the Hornings Festival.

This was a magical day from the start. I killed a 6er of Magic Hat #9 on my hotel balcony (not bad for $50 a night) and then headed over to check out the lot scene. On my way over, I heard a guitar playing from the stage and stopped to listen. It was Trey playing by himself (http://youtu.be/ZqhwI9LfSz0). I wondered if this was a regular thing that I didn't know about or if it really was a special type of moment. Regardless, it was special for me and the other five people who stood there behind the stage listening until Trey was finished.

I then proceeded to the lot and jammed on a mandolin with some dirty hippie strangers in the woods. We shared moonshine and good vibes. At one point, the pregame festivities hit me so hard I thought to myself "I can't believe the show is over already" when in reality it hadn't even started yet I then waited in the gate line for a few hours and randomly ran into my Gorge friends from Texas. That's when the night went to the next level. My Gorge friends and I united our energy and buckled up for a ride into the unknown. Little did we know how known that unknown would soon become.

This Tweezer was so good that people hardly even mention the Tela that followed it!

To the band (if you read this) thank you for everything!