ForewordMembership Cards, Secret Handshakes, and
RingsLittle did I know to what depths of consciousness thisproject would end up taking me. It started off as merely acombination of laziness and trickery on my part.
since my friend/x-girlfriend told me about them almost two yearsago in the summer of
She told me about the laid-backatmosphere of thcfIhi.ppy-squL
to follow this band ("what was their name again?Phish?"), meanwhile writing an ethnography of their subculture topass off as my thesis.
started writing in my head before
even showed up on thescene.
came up with titles such as "The Ethics of Being aRebel" and "Conforming Non-conformists" and a killer conclusionthat
thought was sure to stun the readers
would have to abandon all my preconceived notions, catchy titles,and knock-out conclusions.I met up with the Phish Summer Tour
in Red Rocks, Colorado.
planned to spend four days with these"neo-hippies" as both a participant and a researcher, plottingtheir daily activities at first, then taking part myself andWesch