The fall tour began 11/13/97 at the Thomas and Mack Center in Vegas. For context, Phish found its funk groove in Europe earlier in the year (especially with the reworking of Wolfman's Brother on 3/1/97) and then "got serious" during a solid summer tour. Jon Fishman, the drummer and band namesake, donned a suit and tightly cropped hair as if he had turned a corner after Europe. A far cry from his tattered muumuu which would return within a year. But the message was clear--Phish was poised to Destroy America with their chops and their new-found Vermont cow funk.
The crowd really gets into the CDT opener. The raging Trey solo starting at the 5-minute mark keeps them into it, building to a typical 1993-1995 crescendo back into the melody but nothing as long and orgasmic as would have been typical back then. Right into the new funk of Black-Eyed Katy (later to become the Moma Dance). Great new funk tune but looking back at it now, I do miss the lyrics that “ought” to me there. No doubt the tune shows some promise, though, and the fans approve. Solid Theme from the Bottom, pretty TrainSong met by more effusive applause. The first set picks up the pace hearkening back to 1993 again with Split Open and Melt. Some butchered lines from Trey early on. Eventually got smoking but this Melt doesn’t hold a candle to many earlier versions. A couple more filler songs brings us to potential set-closer You Enjoy Myself. Trey and Page play off each other in the jam section with a nice, dirty sound from the guitar. Shades of the funk. Mike eventually takes over to get them to the short but freaky vocal jam as the melody dials down prettily. Character Zero immediately kicks in to close the set with a rocker, accompanied by some timely clapping by the audience. A sonic party to end the 83-minute first set.
Set two: Fish introduces some nice fills in the space that opens up in the Stash melody, all over the ride cymbal after some punchy work on the toms, ending with flourishes reminiscent of the opening of Maze. Fish continues the domination with some nice syncopation as Trey takes hold of the solo, teasing something I cannot quite put my finger on, but Trey keeps coming back to it. Page emerges with some counterpoint lines on the grand piano as the jam leaves Stash territory to explore new areas of dissonance. This is grown-up Phish, not for the faint of heart, a must-listen for the serious fan. Fishman re-emerges with splashy cymbals while he maintains a semblance of a Stash beat on the ride. Fish with some "Maybe-so, Maybe-not" rhythms at the 13-minute mark but Trey will have none of it as he goes deeper down the rabbit hole with some delay-loop swirliness until the jam mellows out, almost into an I am Hydrogen vibe. Definitely feeling like a Stash>Space segue but Fishman keeps the beat throughout the trippiness. Nope, there goes the beat—we are now in deep-space after fifteen minutes of gorgeousness. Trey strings together a guitar line out of the ether to get us closer to the main melody while Mike lays down a simple but potent low-end foundation to lead the charge home. Fish takes the cue, resuming the shimmering cymbals as Trey’s melody cuts beautifully through the haze. Page joins in, and the band is off and running to close out this monster Stash. But it will not go away quietly—some monster metal power chords drive us away and then back towards the melody to wrap it up after 23 minutes. Undoubtedly the highlight of this show and among the best versions of Stash every performed.
Since when is Punch You in the Eye a let-down? This standard version offers nothing new. Straight into Prince Caspian for a breather. Powerful Caspian with an extended beginning and an outro with Page taking the lead on grand piano before the traditional guitar outro. Straightfoward Bouncing Around the Room. Powerful start to Mike’s song which morphs into a very lyrical, quiet section before changing keys into a fairly quick-paced but pretty Hydrogen which ends up being marred by a handful of clams from Trey. Mike kicks the Weekapaug into gear in a fit of redemption and Trey gives back some funky grooves until the band ratchets up the tempo to a breakneck conclusion at just about double-time. I picture Trey’s hands as a blur coming down the homestretch, and Fishman keeps the train on the tracks until the reach the station. Before the conclusion, I wonder how Trey can possibly pull off the last riff up the scale towards the end but the Jedi comes through in a blaze of perfectly placed notes. And the crowd goes wild. Nothing special with the encore of Loving Cup, but a fun way to wrap up the first show of the tour.
Fishman is emerging as a true musical force, in some ways catching up to Trey, Mike and Page. Though he didn't steer the segues, he definitely kept the band together through some significant time changes in the Mike's Groove and he navigated the sections of Stash brilliantly. This fall tour (and all of 1997, actually) solidifies Fishman's place in this band of four rock maestros. Keep an eye and an ear on his re-emergence as a leader as this tour unfolds. See you tomorrow in Utah!
11/13/97 SET 1: Chalk Dust Torture, Black-Eyed Katy, Theme From the Bottom, Train Song, Split Open and Melt, Beauty of My Dreams, My Soul, You Enjoy Myself, Character Zero
SET 2: Stash, Punch You In the Eye > Prince Caspian > Bouncing Around the Room, Mike's Song > I Am Hydrogen >Weekapaug Groove
ENCORE: Loving Cup
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46tFRHAGR2o&list=RD46tFRHAGR2o#t=2