I have Phish stuck in my head. I was flipping through the Sirius XM channels on the way to work and came across Jam On, the jam band channel, playing “Down With Disease” and it was a total flashback to early college.

When I was a college freshman, my friend and I hitch-hiked to a Phish concert in Saint Paul (we were on the Minneapolis campus). I mean, is there any other way to go to a Phish concert? So we got there and had tickets up on the second level, which is where all the smoke and marijuana haze had settled. I remember dancing around a lot and a really inebriated woman talking to us about the deeper meaning and connection of the vibrations or something – I don’t remember that very clearly. I just remember my friend asking her questions and talking to her and I was just sort of in awe of it all.

When the concert was over, we found a couple of reasonably (and surprisingly) sober people who were kind enough to drop us off near campus. It was a tiny car, only two doors so we had to squoosh behind the seat to get into the back. We got home safe, but it’s the type of thing that my “now” self would be concerned about if it were my kid doing it.

When I got to work, I turned on a YouTube video of an old Phish concert for the morning before school, and it’s been in my head all day: “try to find a way but there’s nothing I can say to make it STOP STOP SFOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP.”

The only thing that has interfered with this song is the occasional cut in of “Nice for What” by Drake, which samples “Ex-Factor” by Lauryn Hill, which came from another one of my favorite albums in college.

So my brain is going “there for me there for me, you said you’d care for me STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP cry for me cry for me you said you’d die for me STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP”

Thanks brain.