Wednesday, February 22, 2012

fancy trey.



Say hello to the redheaded God. No, not me. I mean Trey Anastasio, the front man from Phish, looking ever so dapper in his performance with the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra.

I'd always wanted to go, but it took Trey coming to town to get me to the symphony for the very first time. I am so glad that he did.

When I told non-Phish fans that I was going, or that I went to this performance, I was greeted with exaggerated eye rolls, lots of laughs, and at least one sarcastic, "Of COURSE you did."

True, the stereotypical Phish fan is hardly the same as a stereotypical symphony fan, but this convergence of musical genius was right up my alley. It was Phish, all gussied up. Country club Phish. Phish in high heels, with overpriced cocktails and chairs with arm rests.

Don't get me wrong, I still love dirty Phish. With overpriced draft beer and lot grilled cheeses.

But seeing hippies at the symphony was worth the price of admission.

And so was the music. " Stash?" With strings and horns? Yes, please. " Inlaw Josie Wales" nearly brought me to tears. Trey was spectacular and the evening goes down as one of the top ten best live music experiences of my life.

I know, that was a little dramatic. Go ahead, roll your eyes.


  1. I know this is a couple of years later and it must seem bizarre that I ask - but after reading your earlier post on Rose, I was interested to know if any of her predictions from your Thursday, May 20, 2010 post had ever come to light? I too had heard of her.