Precarious?
“Yo.”
When did you start working for Phish?
“Just consulting. Keep my hand in.”
And did you consult on this?
“Yeah.”
Figures.
“Hey, I tried to tell ’em: If you’re gonna suspend someone from the ceiling for a New Year’s thingy, make it someone whose death won’t fuck up the tour.”
Right.
“We nearly killed Walton a couple of times. And that would’ve been sad. But the band would’ve made the next dates. Gotta think with your business head.”
They didn’t take your advice.
“Nope. They also didn’t listen when I told ’em it would be cheaper to just buy a shitload of acid, pass it out to the crowd, and not do any special effects. We used to do that shit all the time. People loved it.”
It’s not 1971 anymore, Precarious. You can’t hand out hallucinogens to the public.
“Pussies.”
If only we could have done that with the Wall of Sound.