Phish Phried for Phathers day
June 22, 2009 | Category: I'm a celebrator, I'm a Music Lover, I'm a Wife
Some Fathers like to go fishing for their “special day”. My husband choose to go Phishing.
Friday night Michael and I headed out to the concert to enjoy some good ole’ flashbacks of our younger and more carefree years.
I can’t really say just how many Phish concerts I’ve attended during my early 20′s – if I had to guess I would think it was around 12-15 shows.
I even endured the 2000 “Big Cypress” New Years Eve extravaganza down in the Florida Everglades for 4 days.
Talk about traffic jams, overflowing port-a-potties, no running water and a 7.5 hour concert through the night. I lived it. (picture above to prove it).
Phish has never been “my thing”. I’ve never been one of those crazy hippie chicks dancing in the rain with glow sticks in my hair. Phish has always been Michael’s “thing” – and since I’ve always wanted him to be “my thing”, I’ve endured countless shows.
A few observations I’ve made over the years regarding Phish fans:
- You will never be the dirtiest, someone is always dirtier. It’s very much a “come as you are crowd”. Seriously, forget shaving your legs or your pits, it’s just not worth it.
- You will never be the stinkiest, someone will always be stankier. (which will come in handy if you ate Qdoba for dinner and have a bad case of the toots during the show – just sayin’).
- You will never be the drunkest, most high, or most messed up. Someone will alway have you beat. Ironically, that person will always choose to sit right next to you. You will spend most of the concert praying they don’t pass out and die.
- You will never be “the only girl who forgot to put on her bra”.
- No matter how many shows you’ve been to, they will always play the “most wicked” 40 minute jam of Tweezer.
- Fortunately, you will never go hungry. Somebody is always selling “the best brownies in the galaxy”, “the most amazing veggie burrito” or “the hottest grilled cheese in the parking lot”.
- Getting hit with a glow stick will always be the highlight in the show, especially if they are playing Fluffyhead for the first time in like 10 years. 10,000 glowstick being flung through the air = priceless.
*all these observations made by a girl that has been 100% sober for every Phish show she’s ever attended. My PSA: Be cool, stay in school, and don’t do drugs.
Friday night, I would have given anything to get out of going to that concert. I was so tired from my week in Chicago that I couldn’t even see straight. And even though Phish has never been “my thing”, my husband and the father of my girls has always been “my thing”.
And for him, I would spend every weekend with Phish fans…
(but secretly praying the break up, again.)
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Hi, I’m Emily.
June 22nd, 2009 @ 7:14 pm
Aww! I would have never guessed you have been to so many Phish concerts! I WAS a hippy chick, but only went to two. And I wasnt really a dirty hippy…I took baths:)
You are a great wife….
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June 22nd, 2009 @ 9:38 pm
I have never been to a Phish concert. Turned up many tickets, b/c I never found myself liking them that much. Now I wish I went just to witness the scene
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June 22nd, 2009 @ 11:54 pm
Never been but it sounds fun. I always love not being the most stinky messed up person in the crowd!
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 1:32 am
What a cute pic! You are such a trooper for going to the concert after your trip to Chicago. And for going pregnant. But this?…
And even though Phish has never been "my thing", my husband and the father of my girls has always been "my thing".
So sweet.
xoxo
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 3:01 am
My brother was at that concert! (In 2000.)
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 1:17 pm
So, I WAS one of those crazy hippie chicks dancing in the rain with glow sticks in my hair. (You know, back in the day… I did Clifford Ball and The Great Went, Halloween shows, etc.) and I was just thinking about taking Ivy to the Alpine Valley show last weekend but chickened out. My friend texted me that there were tons of babies in slings! But I still am not ready to test out the effects of a contact high on a baby.
Steph
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 2:00 pm
100% with you, designHER. I loathe Phish. But, I love me some Michael. Thank you also for sharing the secret to life…giving yourself up for the sake of another. -Mr. Blonde.
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 2:06 pm
LOL!!! I love that you went with Michael because you love him! You are a sweet wife! And I love your PSA–I was sober at the only Phish concert I've ever been to and it was hilarious!! Great post! (I was laughing too when you hoped they break up again…haha!!).
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June 23rd, 2009 @ 8:25 pm
One of my old friends turned all Phish-y during high school and even had a fishbone thingy tattooed on her forearm. Bet she's REAL glad that's there today!
MY PSA: Say no to band tattoos.
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June 25th, 2009 @ 2:57 am
you are so devoted. hope michael feels the love.
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June 25th, 2009 @ 2:12 pm
I have to pipe in here and say that your husband is hawt. Inappropriate *cough.*
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June 25th, 2009 @ 7:37 pm
Your observations of Phish shows are spot on. They're coming to Red Rocks this summer and I have some crazy friends who paid HUNDREDS of dollars for tickets. While I like a jam band now and again, I wouldn't be caught dead paying that much for a show.
Thanks for the memories. Only went to three shows, but it was more than enough for me.
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July 2nd, 2009 @ 10:31 pm
LOL! I, like Jen, was a clean and shaved hippy. I probably went to 5-6 shows. Your notes were all hilarious.
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