When the ticket was finally in my possession I was giddy, to say the least. That ticket would prove to be my boarding pass to enlightenment, and the boomers I got in the parking lot gave me first class seating. I made my way into the awe inspiring tranquility of red rocks. I found a section of fortunate friends and took my seat as I awaited the best show of my life. 

After 20 agonizing minutes my anticipation had almost become unbearable, but fortunately enough Trey's band took stage at almost the same time that the mushies began to take effect. As Trey vibrantly fed off of his crowd, he conducted his funky orchestra in a mellow little diddy that introduced the talented cast of the band. The crowd was amped and their excitement was only outmatched by the joy that was radiating from Trey's face. As the sun creped it's way deep into the rockies the music got better and better, leaving the audience to question what more these talented musicians had up their sleeves. 

the first set continued its upward progression until it reached a climactic plateau in a 15 minute jam that included many cycles of musical ideas. While the band took a break, thousands of fanatic heads were left speechless. No one could imagine how the first set would be topped. I took advantage of the break, made my way to the restroom, and all I amg oing to say is that the stalls at red rocks are not made for someone who is tripping. I had made my way back to my seat just in time to see the band's return. 

The second set proved to blow the amazing first set out of the water. Trey resorted to some good ol' phish without abandoning his fantastic new album (in stores now). In a 25 minute jam, each of the musicians' talents were demonstrated in fantastic solos. The percussion section went to town, creating beats that were previously inconceivable. The mesmerizing pianist intoxicated me with beautiful bridges that branched into crazy jams. In addition, the five "person" wind section's performance could put the greatest in jazz to shame. 

My favorite showcase of the horns was when the lone female band member and Trey had a showdown that evolved into tranquil duet of "Life's just a funny dream/ Sometime I'd like to share that dream with you." To top it all off, Trey frequently graced the audience with some of his legendary gutar solo's. Throughout the whole concert Trey was not only playing, but also directing his band as he led them on a quest for the perfect high. As the show drew to a close, Trey was ever so grateful, and it was obvious that he was being genuine when he thanked the audience profusely and treated us to a great encore.

- Quinn