Phish and its intergalactic Phans open summer tour in Tahoe
“Fish? Who are all these people coming out for fish?” It was an honest question from the older gentleman as he scanned the crowd outside Harvey’s, smoking his cigarette in his blue Hawaiian shirt and white, Panama Jack fedora.
At that moment, almost to emphasize his point, a bull of a man walked by him in a sequined cape and a pink rocketship onsie, burning sage as sweat trickled down his quiet and content face.
He looked like intergalactic lint from an alien washing machine and there were thousands more dressed in similarly goofy ways, all streaming to the entrance of Lake Tahoe Outdoor Arena at Harvey’s.
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