Phish as a Sensory Experience

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Phish as a Sensory Experience

When I try to think of a sensory experience, one that comes to mind is a Phish show that I went to about two summers ago with two friends. That summer of 1997 was something else indeed. I can remember when I went to the beach in North Carolina with my two best friends, Pat and Erik. We had a great time going to the beach during the day. I can recall, very painfully, how the sand would burn our feet on the days that were especially scorching. At nights we would go down to the bonfires on the beach and meet up with other kids. We definitely met some characters. We were hanging out a lot with some surfer kids from Florida that were our age. I remember one guy in particular named Kelly who was a very stereotypical surfer. He had long hair and simply looked the part. I found myself laughing at his expense on more than one occasion. He would say something along the lines of, "Yo bra, can you toss me another brewskie?" At his words, Pat, Erik, and I would laugh hysterically.

We were just having a good time at the beach and as if that wasn't enough, we had a big Phish concert coming up later in the week up at Virginia Beach. As excited as we were, we continued having a good time at an easy pace. We passed the time by lounging on the beach, meeting people and playing hackey sac out in the streets. Erik's girlfriend would join us on occasion because she was staying only about ten minutes away from us. Life was good, and soon it got better.

The day finally came for the concert and we were all so excited. We loaded up the car and headed off, running late as usual. Erik was driving, his girlfriend was in the passenger seat, and Pa...

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...as leaving the same way down this one huge staircase. As we were moving along sluggishly in line, it suddenly appeared to me that we were all a herd of cows. At least we were moving like a herd of cows so without thinking, I shouted out, "MOOOOOO!!!!!" and everyone laughed. Soon everyone was "moooing" like a cow happily.

We made our way back to the car and drove back to the beach house. We talked about different songs and jams the whole way home. We had a live Phish bootleg playing in the car and it was almost as if we never left the concert. I still have the ticket stub from that show and I look back on it as a great night of my life, hopefully with many more to come. Being with my friends at this event made it all the better and I couldn't imagine being at this concert without them. These memories are unmatched and priceless.

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