Tonight, I felt that Phish played with a weight off their shoulders compared with Halloween. Yes, it's possible for 30-year veterans to have a case of the nerves, and, to me at least, the prospect of debuting an entire set of new music had them slightly off of their game Thursday night. In constrast, Friday's show was "tight but loose" with a lot of weirdness sprinkled through a well-played, well-jammed show.

The first set got off to a nice start with Cavern. Runaway Jim's pre-jam bass breakdown had an extended plinko-y sequence and you know the boys were having fun when Trey started quoting "Shaft" - "the green private dick who's a sex machine to all the chicks... John Cactus." Trey again thanked the crowd for their support on Thursday night, before they launched into a nice version of Halfway to the Moon. Everything else was well played, with Possum and Bowie being the highlights to these ears.

Set two kept the Fall Tour string of amazing jams intact. The jam out of Twist was prolonged and nuanced, and featured an attempt at Queen's Under Pressure, with Fishman hilariously mumbling the lyrics. Jibboo kept the energy high and had some nice moments, which gave way to perhaps the oddest Makisupa I've heard. Using the keywords OG Kush and Bush, the boys went into a demented dub session, each speeding up, slowing down, or repeating said words a la dub reggae production greats Lee Perry, King Tubby, et al.

Light had another nice jam that Trey eventually ripcorded in favor of a concise, rocking Chalk Dust. Boogie On had a nice funky breakdown and Slave wrapped the show up on a triumphant note. Phish wasn't yet done having fun, with Sneakin Sally given an extended treatment with a deep funk breakdown, killer vocal jam, and, why not, another Shaft reference.