I can't add much to the genius that is here before me. Especially the perfect waxbanks treatment.

I'm posting this review only in the deep haze of the curve ball disappointment.

I decided in this moment to sink into much 96-00-phish, hopefully to regain some joy.

So I began a hap hazard run through you tube: fuji rocks 99, mpp sound check jam, drum logos, 97 Europe, then here I was -
Late on this Saturday night - (while the 2018 little league world series plays out on my tv in front of me on tv)

12/6/97 (https://youtu.be/p9OmP4fGhvQ)

Everyone above has wonderfully explained the beauty of this night.

It's sixty minutes of phish perfection.

But then, there is a wonderful few moments during the tweezer reprise (and also right before the twist) when trey is doing this insane dance, while playing, that looks like he could never be holier or more fulfilled.

It's 100%, unrestrained, joy.

So here I stake my flag.

That this is the exact moment that phish peaked, the first time.

Watching this 20 years later, this was the exact phish apex. Hear! is the high point of the bell curve.

A moment in the we hours of 01/01/2000 would come very close, but only symbolically. Never in the extreme energy, happiness and glow of this moment. That second one was glorious completion.

Here's hoping that dicks 2012, bakers dozen, or some other future moment also comes close.

I love this band.