My Phirst Phish

I know a lot about Camden, NJ. I know very little about Phish.

phish.jpgEarlier this evening I crossed paths with Daniel, one of our directors. In the glamorous world of TV his days off are Monday and Tuesday. He’s just gotten back from Camden, NJ where he went to a Phish concert.

I know a lot about Camden, NJ. I know very little about Phish.

Not wanting to seem totally unhip I asked a few questions and pretended to have some knowledge. I’ve heard the name Phish. I’m not totally removed from contemporary culture.

Daniel had already obtained a recording of the show he saw. He asked if I wanted to hear the CD. I said, “Sure,” and before long a hand labeled disk was thrust at me.

Here’s what I quickly learned about Phish: “Audience taping is permitted at all shows..” Wow! Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised. Selling music seems to be a dead business model.

This is a band with a following. I’m arriving ‘already-in-progress’ which becomes obvious as the crowd knowingly applauds each new song.

Their music is rock with a country feel. I like it and will probably listen again. Thanks Daniel. Thanks Phish.

Destination Revealed

I woke up today waiting to go on my mystery birthday trip. Helaine held the secret.

We headed south down I-91 to I-95 and then turned toward New York City. I asked if we were taking the Cross Bronx Expressway? We were. We headed onto the George Washington Bridge. We weren’t going to New York.

I turned to Helaine and asked, “Are we going to Philadelphia?” She said, “Yes.” So, here we are.

We’re in a very nice hotel on the Delaware River, across from Camden, NJ. Camden looks very nice from this distance.

There’s a lot to tell, but I am totally bushed. There will be lots of photos. That much is already established. And, tomorrow we’re seeing the Phillies play San Diego.

How cool is that?