Matt and Nick are flying solo after the FCC pulled their live-crowd permit for “reasons” that may or may not involve nudity. With no audience and no pants, they dive headfirst into chaos: four band members, four random adjectives. Things go south fast when “hard” comes up first and “confused” isn’t far behind. Somewhere between arguing about Goose’s piano player and Fishman’s bowel regularity, a legitimate Phish discussion actually breaks out. They time-travel to Fall ’96 for a full breakdown...
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Matt and Nick are flying solo after the FCC pulled their live-crowd permit for “reasons” that may or may not involve nudity. With no audience and no pants, they dive headfirst into chaos: four band members, four random adjectives. Things go south fast when “hard” comes up first and “confused” isn’t far behind. Somewhere between arguing about Goose’s piano player and Fishman’s bowel regularity, a legitimate Phish discussion actually breaks out. They time-travel to Fall ’96 for a full breakdown...
I can feel it coming in the air tonight: Not H.C.V. Night 1 (Alpharetta GA night 2)
Insuphishient: Your Daily Phish Podcast Fix
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2 months ago
I can feel it coming in the air tonight: Not H.C.V. Night 1 (Alpharetta GA night 2)
Some places on Earth just have it, an energy that transforms simple moments into something bigger, brighter, and unforgettable. Hampton Coliseum is one of those places. We will get there Wednesday. And yes… Nick and Matt are back. It’s Monday, y’all and Fall Tour (or “whatever we’re calling it” Tour) has officially wrapped. Why didn’t they label it “Fall”? Was it a legal thing? An emotional thing? A cosmic thing? We may never know. What we do know is that Night One at Hampton was the first of...
Insuphishient: Your Daily Phish Podcast Fix
Matt and Nick are flying solo after the FCC pulled their live-crowd permit for “reasons” that may or may not involve nudity. With no audience and no pants, they dive headfirst into chaos: four band members, four random adjectives. Things go south fast when “hard” comes up first and “confused” isn’t far behind. Somewhere between arguing about Goose’s piano player and Fishman’s bowel regularity, a legitimate Phish discussion actually breaks out. They time-travel to Fall ’96 for a full breakdown...
