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Phish

1,029 Shouts   -   11,979,386 Scrobbles

Biography

During the early '90s, Phish emerged as heirs to Grateful Dead's throne. Although their music was somewhat similar to The Dead's sound -- an eclectic, free-form rock encompassing elements of folk, jazz, country, bluegrass, and pop -- the group adhered more to jazz-derived improvisation than folk tradition. Moreover, they sported a looser, goofier attitude; after all, their drummer regularly played a vacuum during their concerts. However, Phish's main claim as the inheritors to The Dead's legacy was their approach to their musical career. The band didn't concentrate on albums, dedicating themselves instead to live improvisation. Within a few years of their 1988 debut, Phish had become an institution in certain sections of America, particularly college campuses and other liberal locales. While their in-concert popularity didn't necessarily translate to huge record sales (their biggest-selling albums usually halted at gold status, with the notable exceptions of Junta (disc 1) and A Real Live One), Phish's members were still the de facto leaders of the neo-hippie big band movement.

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Top Tracks

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  1.  
    Lyrics
    I feel I never told you
    The story of the ghost
    That I once knew and talked to
    Of whom I'd never boast
    For this was my big secret
    Ghost - (3:52)  -  10,169 plays
  2.  
    Lyrics
    It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
    But like it or not something always seems to go wrong
    Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down
    Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around
    Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea
    Birds of a Feather - (4:14)  -  7,490 plays
  3.  
    Lyrics
    Boy
    Man
    God
    Shit
    Wash Uffizi, drive me to Firenze
    You Enjoy Myself - (25:54)  -  8,556 plays
  4.  
    Lyrics
    Welcome this is a farmhouse
    We have cluster flies alas
    And this time of year is bad
    We are so very sorry
    There is little we can do but swat them
    Farmhouse - (4:01)  -  8,748 plays
  5.  
    Lyrics
    The shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone
    But when I'm done freezing, I want to be alone
    Never want my hand cut off
    Never want a hacking cough
    Never need a cliff side push
    Limb by Limb - (3:31)  -  6,474 plays
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