I believe that when i knew i was a phishhead was at the july 3rd show in Atlanta in '98... i often close my eyes and just float around with the music, staying really still and maybe just moving my hands and arms to the pulsating, melting, blooming... rivulets and puddles of sound... 

anyways (lost myself for a moment), anyways... at this particular show, on this particular night... i BECAME the music. It's hard to describe, but i could anticipate every note, and to some extent, I could alter it and add my own IS-ness to it...we ARE the music! ..rock on my bad-self 

::::peace::::

 - Jake