Where was your first show? When?
What happened? Were you hooked?
I have a great story for this. The show was 11/19/99 at Butterfield Dorm at UMass. All week I had seen signs around campus for Psychedelic Breakfast in Butterfield. Thing is, I had no idea it was a band. I thought they were going to decorate Butterfield with psychedelia and serve breakfast at 10PM and the whole idea was that you would show up tripping and eat breakfast in the middle of the night and be totally confused. I really thought this. I also thought it was the dumbest idea I ever heard, and had no intention of going...
So that night I\'m walking past Butterfield and I heard music inside, and I thought I\'d go in to check it out. That decision altered the course of my life in drastic ways. What happened that night was the most incredible live music experience I have ever been a part of. The band was SO GOOD and the whole dorm was down there but nobody had any idea who the band was or what exactly they were getting into. Next thing you know, kids are screaming their heads off after every song, stomping on the floor, running into walls, pig-piling on each other, all because this band is playing the most incredible set of music anyone has ever seen. The fact that it was so out of the blue also contributed greatly. Everyone just stood there with there jaw literally hanging out during the jams, then went apeshit after each song. (I love seeing people now who are obviously seeing PB for the first time, standing there with their mouth slackjawed, unable to move or speak. It happens all the time.) Finally, at about 2:30am, they finished up, and came out for an encore. It was so obscenely loud in there before the encore that the chancellor of UMass, who lives half a mile from Butterfield, heard the racket and called the police. The police came after the first encore and had no hope of restoring order, so PB came out and did another encore in an attempt to satiate the savage beasts they had just created. After the show, the band partied all night long in the dorm, and were deemed by everyone there to be the 4 coolest guys who had ever walked the earth. Thus began the Butterfield legend.
I came to a couple of immediate realizations after this show:
1. I kept saying to myself and to everyone I spoke to: "I have seen the light, and it\'s name is Psychedleic Breakfast". (Didn\'t know "See the Light" was a song at the time) I just knew, just immediately and completely knew that this was everything I had ever looked for in a band.
2. As a big Phish fan who has only been able to see the band since they have played huge shows, I had always wondered what it would have been like to see them at Nectar\'s or a UVM basement. I think most Phish fans go through this. As soon as that PB show was over, I knew that I never again had to wonder what it was like to see Phish in a UVM basement. I now knew exactly what it looked like.
3. I kidded myself by saying that if PB ever asked me to be in the band, I would drop out of school immediately and join them. At the time I was thinking of this in terms of as a saxophone player, not tour manager, but regardless, the crazy part is that 2 years later, it happened.
11/19/99 was my first PB show, and to date the craziest concert I have ever been at. It was the first PB show for just about everyone there. The people who saw it became the UMass crew that would attend thousands of combined shows over the next few years and create the Butterfield legend. Who knows what my life would be right now if I had not stumbled in there that night. I would give $1000 for a tape or $5000 for a video, but I\'ll have the memories forever. (Not to mention the fantastically altered life.)
So what happened with you and your first show?
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