SuperDee's House

Monday, December 26, 2005

...And the Ghosts of NYE!

I have been enjoying a quiet day in an empty office this afternoon listening to the illustrious "Live at Madison Square Garden" - Phish from New Year's Eve in 1995. Andy G mentioned to me last week that the reason this show is so fabulous is because it's a "Page" show. Great point... It's almost like when Trey doesn't have to ALWAYS be the front guy, that's when the real magic happens.

This show was amazing. The Reba... the Runaway Jim... the Forbins..... It's nice to hear this second set so clearly now in my old age of 30, because when I was there, present, at the adorably clueless age of 20 (GEEZ), I was absolutely losing my mind. So much that I am really quite shocked that I made it out of the Garden will all of my marbles that night. (Well, ok, maybe I lost a few along the way...)

For those of you that didn't (or don't want to) get the nice 3 disc set with full-color book of photos and stuff, they of course have it available for download at (As if Phish really needed me to sell this for them.)

Happy New Year y'all. I am off to Chicago to see the next band in line, Umphrey's McGee.

The Ghosts of Christmastime

Man, the holidays sure do have a way of kicking you around, don't they? I think the combination of everyone saying "Merry" this and "Happy" that with all those jingling bells is "their" way of making sure people don't throw themselves into oncoming traffic. (Yes, I am being overdramatic for effect.)

The rollercoast came through town again. This time Dad wasn't feeling well and after they went to the ER, he was scheduled for a triple bypass. Everything went well and it's gonna be fine but what a kick in the pants! Life certainly does continue to throw up those little reminders to take stock in what is really important. Family seems to keep rising steadily to the top of that list. Interesting how you go through such different phases in your life about what you value...

Ghosts from my past tumbles through the years have been coming to me in my dreams. What do they mean? Are they a sign to reach out? Or are they just reminders of why you are at the point you are at right now? Or do we act things out in our dreams that we cannot and will not do in real life? Or have I just eaten way too much this holiday season and need to get all this damn sugar out of my system?