ForewordMembership Cards, Secret Handshakes, and
Super
Decoder
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.
I
had beeninterestedingoingtoseethisbandcalled"Phishwitha'ph'"
since my friend/x-girlfriend told me about them almost two yearsago in the summer of
1995.
She told me about the laid-backatmosphere of thcfIhi.ppy-squL
an&
a
ie
+whiekyou
-
couldnotkeepfromdancing.Sowhenitcamedowntodecidingon
atopicformythesisayearlater
I
thoughtabouthow muchfun
it would
be
to follow this band ("what was their name again?Phish?"), meanwhile writing an ethnography of their subculture topass off as my thesis.
I
started writing in my head before
I
even showed up on thescene.
I
came up with titles such as "The Ethics of Being aRebel" and "Conforming Non-conformists" and a killer conclusionthat
I
thought was sure to stun the readers
--
These neo-hippieswhothinkthey're
so
"different"arereallyallthesame.
Notlong afterIarrived
on
tke
sane
*bug&
4
eakizecthat-I-
-
would have to abandon all my preconceived notions, catchy titles,and knock-out conclusions.I met up with the Phish Summer Tour
'96
on August
4,
1996,
in Red Rocks, Colorado.
I
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
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