Phish Song Ranking #1-#20 A Lot of Oldies and Goodies

Now the fun starts!  Too bad I came up with this right before I’m going on a vacation.  But when I get back I’ll update the standings.  A brief explanation is in order.  The primary focus of these blog post will be on the Top 100 Phish Songs Ever Played. Now, this isn’t a subjective list. It isn’t what song I think is or isn’t best. No, it is based strictly on numbers of times played.  Now, you can go to Phish Stats and see this list as well, but it isn’t enumerated.  You will also notice that it is in alphabetic order. So, instead of strictly importing the list from Phish Stats and putting a number by each song 1, 2, 3 and so on I ranked the songs in a PGA style. So if two or more songs are tied, I list them in the same position. So theoretically it could be 1, 2, 2, 2, 5. That way a song isn’t awarded a better number simply because it comes first in the alphabet.

If something happens interesting further down the list, like a song rises fast over the course of the tour, or a big log jam at a certain rank is broken out, I’ll do my best to share that information.  Finally, if you’re wondering why I’m doing this, well it seems like fun and I know many Phish fans enjoy their numbers so I figured why not share my little pet project. That is all for a deep meaning to all of this.

With all of that preliminary information out of the way, let’s break down the Top 100 and see if we can’t predict a few things.

The Top 5
1    You Enjoy Myself – 568 (37%)
2    Possum – 496 (32%)
3    Mike’s Song – 475 (31%)
4    Golgi Apparatus – 449 (29%)
5    Bouncing Around the Room – 447 (29%)

Stating the obvious, nothing will be unseating YEM anytime soon. It is cool, however, that Possum could conceivably reach the 500 mark during Summer tour. It’s kind of amazing that with all of the songs Phish has played, only one and soon to be two will have reached that milestone.

The position between Golgi and Bouncing could swap this tour as well.  Golgi will surely reach 450 plays and Bouncing will too.  I’m still interested to see how things end up after Dick’s this year.

Moving on…

6    Weekapaug Groove – 444 (29%)
7    David Bowie – 432 (28%)
8    Cavern – 431 (28%)
9    Chalk Dust Torture – 430 (28%)
10   Run Like an Antelope – 424 (27%)

One of the first little nuggets that make this so entertaining to me. As any follower of Phish knows, Mike’s Song usually begins a suite of songs that always ends in Weekapaug, except when it doesn’t. It is a pretty rare occurance, only 31 times, but still common enough to happen, on average about once a year (give or take.) I also like it because my personal favorite version of Mike’s does not have a Weekapaug finish. Since it was my third show I didn’t realize at the time it was such a rare thing.

The other striking fact about the top ten is that two songs from the third studio album crack the list. Whereas some other, older and popular songs, like Reba and Bathtub Gin, are pretty far down the list relatively speaking.

Next up

11   Suzy Greenberg – 409 (26%)
12   Divided Sky – 399 (26%)
14   Stash – 395 (26%)
15   Runaway Jim – 370 (24%)

Most interesting here is Divided Sky cracking the 400 club.  Stash has an outside chance at doing the same, but 5 Stashes in one tour seems like a reach. The drop off from Stash to Jim is a little surprising too.  Other than the huge gap from 1 to 2, up until this point things are pretty close.

Rounding out the Top 20 (and this post)

16   Reba – 366 (24%)
17   Harry Hood – 346 (22%)
18   The Squirming Coil – 344 (22%)
19   Foam – 341 (22%)
20   Tweezer – 339 (22%)

I’m always surprised to see Tweezer so far down the list. But looking at Phish Stats a little deeper a few things become clear. First, Tweezer as a jam vehicle is playing catch-up on other jams, like YEM, Mike’s and David Bowie which got started years before Tweezer was on the scene. Second, after coming out like gangbusters, after 1994 the song became a less frequent visitor.

So that’s it for this part of the introduction. I’ll follow up with another post soon about the rest of the Top 50 and from there, it will be show time!

Phish Song Power Listing

Summer’s here and the time is right… for blogs about Phish! If I had the inclination I would look through the history of this blog and see how many posts are devoted to Phish. My guess is quite a few. I want to say in the past I’ve also flirted/promised/proposed writing about Phish on a more outgoing basis and never quite followed through. That sort of thing is always fun to think about and making up serial types of posts is really helpful in getting consistent content up on the old blog.  Unfortunately, interest wanes, life intrudes and then it’s 4 weeks on and nothing new has been posted on a given topic.

I think I’ve found a couple of mid-level commitments to Phish-related blogging that I can pull off. One is definitely long form and the other more of a commitment to sometimes daily updates, but not extraordinary length posts.

The first is inspired by my friend Jason who wrote a great blog entitled Dead For A Year.  Basically, Jason sat down and wrote a blog post every day of the year dedicated to a single version of a song throughout the Grateful Dead’s entire catalog. Now as everyone who ever wrote a blog knows, writing every day is a daunting task and things often come up. So Jason’s basic contract if you will, was to have 365 posts in a calendar year. Sometimes he’d miss a day, or have to double up here and there, but in the end, there are 365 posts up on the DFAY website. Quite an impressive accomplishment.

I am not nearly as ambitious.  I was looking over my Phish Stats (yes, they are a thing) and I saw that as of now I stand at 52 shows seen, a lot compared to some, a drop in the bucket compared to others.  As I thought about it, not too hard mind, that is a show a week which would be awesome if possible.  Now memory doesn’t serve to write a review of each show, but over the years (21 and counting) of Phish fandom there are certain songs, jams if I may, that have been stuck on my personal playlists. Some are pretty old, some are fairly new. So in the spirit of the laziness of this blog, and resurrecting in a sense the Friday Phish Fry, I will write about a version of a song once a week. Some I witnessed, some will be famous, others not so much.  Not sure what to call it, maybe My Phish 52, kind of pulling in the recently ended DC Comics imprint.

The second project will be a little more hands on, a little more day to day.  Again going back to Phish Stats, not so much my own but some of the overall numbers especially the every time played list. As sure as sunrise, YEM sits atop that list at 568 times played. A distant second is Possum at 496 times played and on down the list.  As the into to that section of the site says, “what will be first, 123rd?” I find the movement of the lower places quite interesting. What old songs are fading fast? What new songs are rising quickly? What songs have lost steam? What songs reflect a different era and touring schedule? After every tour I love to see what has moved where. So for this summer at the very least, I’ll be updating the rankings of the songs through the Top 100. While there are still a lot of songs after 100, that seems like the best place to cut off. If anything interesting happens further down, I’ll be sure to let you know.

A couple of things: First as much as I want to do this and I hope you enjoy the numbers as much as me, I will be starting in earnest a bit late I’m afraid. When tour starts this year I will be on vacation. More specifically, a vacation that doesn’t include Phish. That is coming later in the month.  So when I get back I’ll get on this.  I’ll probably do a July Top 100 recap and then a day to day thing where I can pick up.

The second thing I want to be sure to mention is my gratitude for the ZZYZX Phish Stats page. I’m not sure when the page was first started but pretty much since I’ve been a Phish fan, there have been Phish stats. The hours of enjoyment I get from David Steinberg’s genius is probably unhealthy.  I’ve written in praise of Phish Stats so I won’t go on at length, but suffice it to say that my gratitude for your work is immense. Once again David, thank you.

The Architect

“I think there are two types of writers, the architects and the gardeners. The architects plan everything ahead of time, like an architect building a house. They know how many rooms are going to be in the house, what kind of roof they’re going to have, where the wires are going to run, what kind of plumbing there’s going to be. They have the whole thing designed and blueprinted out before they even nail the first board up. The gardeners dig a hole, drop in a seed and water it. They kind of know what seed it is, they know if planted a fantasy seed or mystery seed or whatever. But as the plant comes up and they water it, they don’t know how many branches it’s going to have, they find out as it grows. And I’m much more a gardener than an architect.” — George RR Martin

I’ve always liked this quote from GRRM.  He along with Stephen King share similar ideas about writing.  King is much more demanding, pretty much dismissing planning a story at all.  Considering King, Martin and quite a few other writers that I love all talk about letting stories grow, seeing where they go and the like, I figured that was the only way to do it. Or at least the only way to do it well.  I even started, or at least tried that “let it grow” method here at Kaufmak’s.  I still haven’t worked up the courage to show the world what that looks like. However, a funny thing happened on the way to writing something new. I got inspiration and validation all from reading a book.

First to come clean.  If not squeaky clean, at least washed behind the ears.  Ok, here goes: I’m writing a screenplay. Just putting that out here is liberating and nerve wracking all in one swoop.  I’m not ready to divulge all of the details just yet, but I’m almost 50 pages in so I’m pretty sure I’m going to, at the minimum, finish a draft.  I’m also going for it as it were. I know the odds of any screenplay getting read, let alone optioned, let alone produced are slim at best.  But why the hell not give it the full go? Another lesson from that aforementioned book.

So, the book? It is a book I first picked up back in the 1990s (which gives you some idea of how long I’ve thought about doing this sort of thing), maybe a decade or so after it was first published.  It is called Screenplay by Syd Field.  It’s been updated a number of times, but the main body of it has remained the same. The great thing about the book is that for the first time ever reading about writing, the idea of being an architect, of planning things out, was wholly embraced.  Field goes so far as to insist that you plan out a screenplay, otherwise you’ll never finish.

For me, that idea was so freeing. I think it is the extensive background in academics, history specifically, has made planning in writing second nature.  Trying to be a gardener just didn’t work.  Also, and probably why I like history and also kind of how I write, I like to have a plan. Furthermore, when I come up with an idea, it usually isn’t a “what if?” kind of scenario, but is much more formed if that makes any sense.  I not only see the beginning, but a good bit of the middle and usually the end.

Which is exactly what Field preached*.  He talks about paradigms and outlines; notecards and markers; know the beginning, plot points and the end. So many of the ideas, those very tools are the same ones I’ve been using my entire writing career. So as I got through my research (which, get this?! Field also finds essential to writing!) I was reading Screenplay and nodding my head all the way.  I finally found my instruction manual.

*I’m sorry to say preached, Syd Field passed away a couple of years ago. I am truly saddened by this. Even if I find no success in this, I’ve gained so much from his book. As I said it liberated me, validated me. I would have loved to attend one of his seminars. He seemed like a very good teacher. He wrote in Screenlay about dreaming, about having a full time job and the realities of life.  Again, things I deal with in all my writing. I never met him, but I will miss him.


And that is that. Made it through Lent with my fasts mostly intact.  I must admit I stumbled a few times, once when there was some awesome bread left over in the kitchenette and once on Twitter when a kerfuffle went down with a couple of my favorite radio hosts.  As you might guess, I wasn’t particularly pleased with myself in either case, but overall, all areas were a good exercise.  Did it strengthen or inform my faith? Not that much I suppose, but that might be asking a lot of the absence of Twitter and Facebook.

What I’ve found surprising a week or so back to social media is how low my threshold has become for stuff I don’t particularly want to read, especially on Twitter. Rejoining Twitter and baseball coming back coincided quite nicely, but when I signed in and started reading through my time line, there was a huge bitchfest going on regarding the strike zone, led mostly by Joe Sheehan. I get it, good calls, accuracy, blah, blah, blah. It was the first game of the year, can’t we just enjoy baseball for baseball? At some point the constant critique just becomes more noise to filter out.  Which is what I did. I turned off my phone and just watched the game. No, I don’t think statistics have ruined the game, or Twitter is ruining the game. Nothing is ruining the game. Sometimes the over analysis is ruining the experience.  What’s more, I really agree with Nick Hornby when he wrote:

I don’t want my children growing up in a world where refereeing mistakes have been eliminated. Kids have already spent too much time being told by broadcasters that professional sport is deadly serious, that the teams and players are at war.  I grew up watching fat players and slow players whose first touch took it farther than I could kick it; I watched a lot of drunk players too…They’ve all gone now, and the game is, of course better for it, faster more athletic and more technically accomplished. But it really isn’t as funny and if we are denied the chance to see goals like the one Juan Mata didn’t score, it will be less funny still.

As far as Facebook goes, I’m pretty much where I was before Lent began. It’s nice to catch up with old friends and hear how family members are doing around the country.  Other than that, I don’t do much on Facebook. I don’t take quizzes, rarely click on links, or play any games.  I’ve seen the screeds from time to time of people getting pissed about being asked to play games. I’m not that committed to my Facebook feed.  I just scroll on through.

Like the last few Lents, the practice of season has had a lasting impact. It has altered my behavior in a positive way. After 40 days, I’m pretty sure I’ll be spending less time on social media going forward. Does it translate to more spiritual and religious behavior? probably not. I have found however, (this week not included) that I’m more productive, especially when it comes to writing. While not religious per se I do feel that when I’m writing, really getting to it every day or so, I’m acting in accordance with God’s will. Writing is what lights my soul, it’s what I would do (and in fact do!) for no money. I’m not sure if this message is what was intended from Lent, but it’s a good lesson all the same. Happy Easter everybody!


Lent Half Way Point: Laetare Sunday

Laetare Jerusalem: et conventum facite omnes qui diligitis eam


We Catholics often get a bum rap about having a rigid religion, from inside and outside the membership.  If you want to project a stern religious environment, there are few stock characters as reliable as the strict nun.  Also, thanks to the United States Council of Catholic Bishops, American Catholicism is often out of step with the rest of the world, including Pope Francis.  Catholicism is often associated with a cultural conservatism and rigidity that undermine some of the more interesting and human aspects of the Church.

Take Laetare Sunday, a most Roman Catholic notion.  Basically it is the half way point through lent and it is meant to be a time of celebration, or to use the Latin translation: Rejoice!  While Sundays during Lent are not part of the 40 days of observance, the intention of Laetare is to pretty much take it to that next level.  Think about that for a second.  In the middle of this period of fasting, penance, reflection and alms giving, we have set aside a day to not just ease up on our practices, which Sundays are for, but to, in fact, rejoice.  I don’t know about you, but rejoice has a pretty powerful connotation.  It’s more than just an extra donut on Sunday.  I don’t know if it goes all the way to a Carnival kind of level, but pretty close.  If I were to put a song to it, or a moment it would be something akin to that release of joy when the game winning hit is struck, or more long lasting when Phish have built up an amazing jam, and then releasing it at that right moment and the entire crowd cheers.  It is that euphoria of the moment, but then that joyous time after, that afterglow.

I’ll admit, mostly because of my wife giving me grief about it, I pretty much keep up with my Lenten practices on Sundays, the consequences of being a pastor’s kid I suppose.  What’s funny is that I haven’t really missed my social media outlets even on Sundays.  There have been a few times that I’ve had a quip or seen something I wanted to share, but the daily (in twitter’s case, constant) checking of sites has not been a missed chore.  As a matter of fact, this past Laetare Sunday, when I was rejoicing in an absolutely fabulous way by playing golf, I actually missed mass.  Not just missed it because I was golfing, but missed it as an experience.  With the kids in CCD, I tend to get to mass much more frequently and since the turn of the year, we’ve been going pretty regularly.  It’s gotten back to routine and during Lent I’ve been particularly enjoying it.  I don’t regret golfing, not by a long shot, but I wish I could have added to a joyful day by attending the celebration in church.  Something to remember come next year.


The Second Week of Lent:Transfiguration

One of the great things about Lent is the Gospels associated with the season.  We get the same stories, reaffirming Jesus’ journey to his death and key moments in the establishment of the faith of the apostles and by temporal extension, us.  This past Sunday was the story of the transfiguration of Jesus.  I’ve always found this story to be one of the more interesting passages of the gospel.  It is Jesus revealing himself to his followers ultimately showing them his true essence, that of the divine.  I especially like the description of  ” no fuller on earth can white them,” kind of the Mr. Sparkle of the 1st century.


I find myself dealing with this concept of transformation in recent weeks.  As I reflect more on Lent, write more about it, and at the same time write on other topics, I’m realizing that not only has writing been a constant in my life, it is something I am, a writer.  I think the big realization came when I was talking to my mom about something I wrote.  I was genuinely touched that my mom read something of mine and that she liked it.  I mentioned the podcast I do (The History of the United States! go take a listen!) and she just asked if I got paid anything.  The answer as most people with a blog or podcast know, is no I don’t get paid.  Mind, it wasn’t a judgmental kind of question, just a curious one, but it did lead to other thinking.  I seriously thought, “why do I do this?” I won’t say it’s a need or a complusion or even a love, but it is a joy.  I honestly don’t care if I get paid or not, I’ll still do it.

Having said that, I wouldn’t say no to a writing gig that pays.  What I’ve found with getting paid, however, is that the patron is apt to call the tune.  I don’t know, seriously, if I could do that.  I love to read, watch, listen to people talk about writing.  So many of them seem to be able to compartmentalize it, make it a job.  I don’t think I could.  At the risk of sounding very vain, I like to write what I write and not what someone wants me to write.  Especially at this point in my life.  I put the final period on the dissertation, that great opus of trying to impress three people, and I just don’t have the desire to go back to it, get more feedback from an editor and rehash it all again.  I just can’t see the creativity in that.  I suppose there isn’t a lot of creativity in writing reviews of Phish concerts and White Sox ballpark food, but it still is mine.

And isn’t that what a professional writer would do?  Give their big project some legs, make it work for them as well as work on new things.  I tell students all the time that editing is part of writing.  I was talking to friend the other day about the division between work and other stuff.  We share a diversity of interests, though different in their approach.  We work, we write and we podcast.  I asked if he would change the relationship between work and the other stuff.  Let’s face it, work takes up a lot of that time.  The other things are on the fringe.

In a way, I’m making a living on the fringe.  Yeah, I like my job and where I work, not things I take lightly.  But I won’t say it feeds my soul.  It isn’t where I feel inspired.  And that is where this idea of transformation comes into play.  I’ve been satisfied with this fringe existence, but I can feel dissatisfaction creeping in on me.  It’s only a glimpse, that dazzling white, but I can’t unsee it either.


A Week in and I’m Just Fine

A week into Lent 2015 and I’m feeling pretty good.  I won’t say that I don’t miss my social media outlets, but it hasn’t been as hard as I thought it would be.  As far as what has been the hardest platform to do without, I’d have to go with Twitter.  I really missed it during the Academy Awards.  Good, snarky comments are always fun during award shows.  When baseball is officially back, I will still have a week or two to go until Easter so that is going to be rough.


I don’t miss Facebook as much as I thought I would.  Though I do miss keeping tabs on some of my favorite folks, it really hasn’t felt like a void.  I can definitely see just turning it off during election season.  I do have a fun project in mind for Facebook after Easter.  I would like to see if there is a way to collect a series of updates and make them one blog or something or other.  But first I need to make the status updates.

The true killer has been the treats at work.  I’m happy to report that I haven’t broken as of yet, but it is hard.  Two days donuts were in the office and another day a student brought in homemade brownies.  I mean, COME ON! Am I made of stone!?! Thinking about that for a second, three out of five work days thus far during Lent there have been treats around.  No wonder I can’t lose any weight.  It is amazing too, how temptation has a way of finding us.

I have really been enjoying, however, the Lenten observance my employer has provided this year.  If you are looking for a quick, easy and very good way to get back to prayer and reflection, I encourage you to visit Igniting Our Values.  It shares each days gospel, reflections from Jesuits and lay people and also offers some multimedia bits as well to help and inspire reflection.  I’ve particularly enjoyed the music provided on the Spotify playlist, beajesuit.  Give it a lesson if you’re into that sort of thing.

A week in, and I’m feeling it.  I think at this point last year, everything had already gone to shit.  There is something about making a good start that helps me keep moving.  A spiritual and metaphysical kind of Newton’s Law.  Here’s to staying in spiritual motion.  Have a good week everyone.