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Review by Anonymous
Overall, this show did not live up to the expectations set by the Portsmouth shows that preceded it, but nevertheless it was great to see Phish in such a fantastic theater. This show was very much like Portsmouth Friday, but with a few curves thrown in. They opened with “Suzie Greenberg”, which I haven't heard them play in a while, and never as an opener; they did a nice “Split Open and Melt”; “Bathtub Gin” is always welcome; and I finally heard “Mind”, which was new at the time.
I also decided that I liked the song “Mound” much better this time than the first time I heard it (at Portsmouth) — much like “It's Ice”, it grew on me. They only did one musical language cue tonight, which was one incident of the Simpsons theme, and only about three other people seemed to know what was going one and did the "D’OHHHH!" with the band. I was hoping for more. Oh, yes, “Sloth” was a very nice addition. Also, the three-quarter-height V.I. Warshawski standee on Mike's amp not only added a touch of class, but from the balcony it looked exactly as if it was standing on Mike's shoulders. She also helped out in the a cappella Carolina. And Fishman sang a new Syd Barrett tune, Baby Lemonade, and played bagpipes, which were fitted with a special attachment so he could hook the vacuum cleaner up to them and play without expending any of his precious oxygenic gasses. All in all, a pretty good show.
But the big surprise of the evening came during the encore when they whipped out a song I had considered retired for years, one which I have been hoping to hear for ages and asked Trey to play numerous times, to no avail. Or so I thought. I could not believe it when they started in and the words rolled around, the words I had been waiting to hear live for years now…
"Sanity never came my way (came his way)…"
Yes, folks, that's right — they played Sanity! It was the slow version rather than the hopping one that was played a few times in 1989, and Trey sang the lyrics out of order, but it was Sanity nonetheless!