Post by Don Swifty on Sept 24, 2015 11:42:49 GMT -7
...took my spot on the rail at a Phish show.
I left lot early, went in and scoped out my spot, Page side. Left a few songs into the first set to use the head and get one of those jumbo-pretzels. Ran into a friend, burned a bowl, and shot the shit for a couple of songs. Figured I should use the head again before heading back to the rail since I was already out and about. Half hour later I make my way back close to the rail and someone's in my spot! Guess who? That's right. Fuckin' Wally! I thought once he saw I was back he'd give me my spot back, like he was guarding it for me while I was gone. Nope.
I went off and found a quiet spot and moped all set break. Came back for the second set and the bastard was still there. In my rail spot! I spent the rest of the show walking around the mezzanine cursing him under my breath. I'm told it was a killer show but I don't remember. My mind was on other things.
That guitar pick you caught that Trey threw into the crowd. That should've been mine! Mine I tell you!
That was you, Wally, wasn't it? Maybe I got you confused with somebody else.
I left lot early, went in and scoped out my spot, Page side. Left a few songs into the first set to use the head and get one of those jumbo-pretzels. Ran into a friend, burned a bowl, and shot the shit for a couple of songs. Figured I should use the head again before heading back to the rail since I was already out and about. Half hour later I make my way back close to the rail and someone's in my spot! Guess who? That's right. Fuckin' Wally! I thought once he saw I was back he'd give me my spot back, like he was guarding it for me while I was gone. Nope.
I went off and found a quiet spot and moped all set break. Came back for the second set and the bastard was still there. In my rail spot! I spent the rest of the show walking around the mezzanine cursing him under my breath. I'm told it was a killer show but I don't remember. My mind was on other things.
That guitar pick you caught that Trey threw into the crowd. That should've been mine! Mine I tell you!
That was you, Wally, wasn't it? Maybe I got you confused with somebody else.
