last summer july 5th, i wake up any normal day it is about 9 AM i heat up the vaporizer, nothing to do, had off from work for a little bit for some shows...i am browsing on philzone and i am reading a thread about the canceled show from shelburne VT. it's going down that day (was announced 1 week prior, tix on sale couple days after that and sold out) in stroudsburg, PA. i checked ticketbastard incase of any re-releases. nothing. i wasn't too upset but then i clicked the link accidentally for the venue it was at, the sherman theater. i started reading about it's history, and it's 1,800 person capacity (yipes!!) i started feeling more and more bummed out i wasn't going. it is probably close to 10 am at this point, and i notice the number for the venue on the website. on a complete whim i dial it up, and i ask the kind woman who answered if they had re-released any tickets. she says "honey we re-released 100 tickets about an hour ago, i've got 2 left" i kindly requested one, and told her to make someone elses day. i was so freaking happy. i remember i hopped in the shower, finished the vape and hit the road, a 6 hour ride to stroudsburg from buffalo ny. this was still before i was using a GPS and i took this strange (but quicker) alternate route to the southern tier expressway (86/17) from 390 and around the darien lake area. when i approached interstate 80 in PA i was slapped with holiday traffic and lane closures. time was starting to get a little grim. i had a 6 pack i began to have a couple, i finally got there. really no time to spare i get out slam the rest of the beers i walk into the show, locked and loaded with a pinch of sassafrass, band walks out as i walk in the place was tiny packed to the gills. was 90 something degrees outside, 100 something inside they killed it, the only complaint were vocals on promised land. this stands as perhaps my favorite furthur show out of 85 i've attended, and the recordings back up the added ticket/transportation adventure. i'll never forget phil was visibly disgusted in the heat. wearing a white undershirt and wiping his face with a huge towel as often as possible. i drove back to my parents house where i had recently moved back in at the time. the next morning i brought down a basket of laundry containing those clothes my mother touched the clothes and asked if i got caught in a rainstorm the night before. they were SOPPING wet with sweat, other peoples, sweat, and whatever else was in the air that night..
there is a soundboard available if you click "check for other copies" but this is one where you need that crowd noise to understand