The summer '97 Europe tour is split between fun, workmanlike festival sets and deeper two-set affairs; this is the deepest.
The first set is just fine, starting with a very fine Mike's > Simple, but it's not on par with the previous night's revelatory opener. The second frame, however, is one...
Tapes of this show provided a wakeup call for stateside fans during the runup to the summer '97 US tour, and it holds up twelve years later. The opening set is a fleet, energetic, standard-excellent hour-plus. Set II goes from strength to strength: strong wide-ranging Disease, fierce Carini,...
After coming back to our campsite at 7AM at the Allgood festival in 2004, still absolutely ripfaced (on the back of the worm, you may say) my buddy puts on this show and crawls into his tent. I can't sleep for the life of me, so I'm sitting in my chair, absolutely faced, smoking a cigarette,...
The second set is justly praised for its 40-minute Gin > Cities > Jam(s) and startling Timber opener, which are as good as their reputation, but the first set shouldn't be overlooked. The new tunes make a strong showing, and the audience pays rapt attention: Ghost gets an early workout (though...
I'd like to petition adding this Divided Sky to the jamming chart. It's concise but completely explosive. Trey destroys the last two minutes, leading to a thrilling machine-gun style peak that raises hairs on end. For the late 90's, a time when this tune was often just a standard (but beautiful)...
It's plain and simple: this show and the next night's are the peak of Phish's European Summer tour in 1997. The Ghost opener wastes no time getting funky and far out -- by the 8 minute mark we get the "I think you know where you are! You're on the back of the worm!", which, in conjunction with...
(Published in the second edition of The Phish Companion...)
The second night started out kind of slow (note sarcasm).The opening notes of "Mike's Song" are about the last thing you'd expect to begin a show - but I guess we were...
The Paradiso shows are, in my estimation, as close as we'll get to the oft-speculated question "what if Phish played a whole show the way they play soundchecks?" Both shows, the unquestioned kings of Summer '97 (even if you throw in the US shows, I'd think) are chock full of great jams,...
Set 1 kicks off with a typical churning late-90s Mike's, where they slowed things down and replaced raw energy with tightly harnessed power. Trey does indeed play some more soulful notes than usual, as noted in the chart entry. They then burst into Simple, a fine version that only gets really...
Unusual intro with delay effects. The jam breaks from standard at about 15:07 into a rocking groove which then morphs into a melodic, upbeat groove capped with a bass solo. Dissolves into dissonant space and -> to "Llama."
-> in from "Stash." Incredibly funky Page section and an intense Trey section. No final refrain as the music cycles down, then rebuilds into a dark, ominous "Wormtown" Jam played to the melody of Steve Miller's "Swingtown," but changing lyrics to "Wormtown." Lots of Trey and Fish "Worm" banter. -> to "Velvet Sea."
Melodious "Back of the Worm" madness. [Funk flows to "Back of the Worm" jamming, then opens to serene and melodic grooving, which eventually grows funky and percussive again. Helluva show opener!]
-> in from "Cities." Super slow and groovy. Jam breaks down into an extended, meandering groove that patiently and sedately coasts along. Includes "Worm" banter, "When The Saints Go Marching In" and "Santa Claus Is Coming To Town" teases, and gradually builds some energy and pulse towards the end.
Debut is a masterpiece of improvisation, the centerpiece of a "DwD"->"Carini"->"Taste"->"DwD" suite. A mix of upbeat jamming, raging psychedelic rock, rhythmic stop/starts, quiet space, and more. Absolutely must-hear.
-> in from "Llama." A dark, ominous jam develops that is played to the melody of Steve Miller's "Swingtown," but changing lyrics to "Wormtown." Lots of Trey and Fish "Worm" banter. -> to "Velvet Sea."
Slow, syrupy, yet anything but saccharine, a dizzy, patient performance perfectly encapsulates an important side of the band's Euro '97 sound. Triumphant, yet melancholy, fans of the song, or Trey, generally, could do worse than to start, and end, here. A masterpiece.
Two weeks into its life, the band has got this song nearly nailed. This version is very well played and includes a delicate, almost silent coda that leads to a -> to "Ain't Love Funny."
After an ugly composed section, the jam moves from a familiar, quiet sentiment to become both melodic and spacey, with great effects from Page offset by playing upon his acoustic. Trey solos thoughtfully and deliberately, the jam both driven and breezy, a great groove driven upwards towards a "Slave"-like build.