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Well, I have been a phan since the beginning of my school year in 7th grade and have always wanted to see phish more than anything, so they went on hiatus and that was out of the question. so I went and saw trey last summer at the tweeter center in Massachusetts. it was an amaxing show and I wrote down my goal of seeing phish within the next two years. so they ended the hiatus and I was pumped for the tours coming up. so tickets went on sale and ticketbastard was out like a blind man in a game of pictionary. so I had to resort to ebay. that was ok cause I had some money saved up and was willing to spend anything to see phish.

So I got tickets from some guy in sho know where for 120 dollars cause I guess he likes to rip off highschool heads. I was ok with having to fork over the money cause this is phish we are talking about and I would have sold my left arm to see this show. so the show was in worcester. the first set was unreal. opening with YEM on trampolines into a vocal jam. it was soo great, I was finally seeing phish!

So second set opened with stash. then ghost into low rider into makasupa policeman into an amazing ya mar and then is when the shit hit the phan. we were all just groovin in the isle and then guyute started. the security officers started to come into the isles and say for us to go to seats. and suddenly one of them randomly started checking tickets in the middle of guyute.

So I was like ok, I will show him my ticket and he will leave and I can enjoy the show. so he asks me for a ticket and I cant find it in any pockets and neither can my friend jason. so we figure it ok cause to be where we were we had to have had a ticket to be in the section in the first place. obviously the security officer didn't know that and he gave us the boot. he told us we were leaving and so I tell my friend that we ought to just go and hit another section before next song starts. so as we r booking it down the corridor, a guy hops out of nowhere and tells us to stop there, he gets on his little nark walkie talkie and calls up more guys to "assist" him.

Within seconds we r surrounded by narks and they tell us we have to leave. I tell him that I paid 120 beans to see this show and there is no way I am gonna leave. they feel differently and physically bring us to the door and kick us out. I try to hug the big guy and just to show him that he is the ass hole in this situation and he quickly shuts the door. so I was at the most unbelievable show I have ever seen and some big nark decides to kick me out for no reason. that's no good. phish- I cant wait to see u guys again and next time I am definitely taping my ticket stub to my leg so I cant get kicked out again for losing a phucking piece of paper.

peace- kyle rayn