Insuphishient: Your Daily Phish Podcast Fix

Nick and Matt are back…
Are they?
Kind of.
Sort of.
But not really.
But yes really.

It’s Chicago Night One and we were supposed to have a full episode.
But then Nick decided to route our audio through what he calls his “secure backup system,” which apparently is just a guy named Edgar in Uruguay with a 2006 Dell and a dial-up modem.

So instead of a full show, you’re getting a Free Sample.
Volume 2, baby.

Wh...

Yes yes yes... Matt and Nick are back for a very special edition of Big Money Friday.

No, they’re not talking about anything financially sound.
No, you won’t get the inside scoop on the next GameStop short squeeze.

But yes, you will get Mann Night Two.
And yes, the band is heading straight into a three-night Chi-Town heater.

The odds?

• Over/under on songs from Gamehendge: (the line) 2
• Harpua: +2500
• Dave’s Energy Guide: 10,000 ...

It’s Wednesday afternoon and Matt and Nick are back!! They may or may not be hiding in a bunker, as a few symbolic shots appear to have been fired their way.

Phish just played The Mann and man, did they play it.

In what can only be described as a direct response to previous episodes, the band took turns shredding amazing songs and proving Matt and Nick completely wrong.

We’ve got one word for you: Myfe. David Bowie and a god damn VACU...

Hear ye, hear ye. Insuphishient has returned and today we’re talking about your favorite band.....  Phish. 

It’s Night Two in Charleston and the chompers were out early, Smiles and thumbs up all around. The band? Absolutely ripping. This one had reach. 

You are the egg man? No, I am the egg man.

Wait... I AM the walrus.

Then, Matt gives out his mother’s maiden name again. Nick reveals the last four of his social “just in case.” 

So...

Matt and Nick are back and this time, they’re live. Like live live. And sure, Phish just played a heater of a weekend in Charleston — but even at Harvard, somebody’s gotta graduate last in the class. 

That’s right, we’re starting with Night One.

The sky? Blue.
The moon? Spanish.
The “Turtle in the Clouds”? Nowhere to be found. (Check back in 48 hours.)

Matt won’t stop saying “kettle chip.” Nick’s trying to do short division in...

Big Money Friday is back, y’all and so is your favorite Phish Talk Show that knows just enough to be dangerous. 

Today on Insuphishient, Matt and Nick take strange to new elevations as they cover the Ohio show that opened with a suspiciously confident “AC/DC Bag” and closed with an “Antelope” that may or may not have looked directly at them.

On today's show, Nick didn't mention the lights over Mike, but he did definitely no...

Matt and Nick are back and they’ve got opinions. Lots of them. Colorado night 3 lit the fuse and today on Insuphishient, it’s nothing but sparks, thumbs, and questionable financial advice.

The boys break down the show the only way they know how,  wildly inconsistent thumbs up, thumbs down. Nick flips mid-episode. Matt gives a double thumb sideways. No one knows what it means but everyone feels it.

Also:

• Matt reveals the last four ...

As Phish marches into Ohio, Matt and Nick emerge from a mysterious audio haze with a brand new episode — not on time, but right on brand. Today, they attempt to cover Colorado Night 2, a show Matt calls “legit” and Nick calls “wait, what day is it?”

Nick’s mic is cooked. Burnt. Glowing like an orb at a rave in 2007. Meanwhile, Matt is grinning like Guyute himself,  shoutout to Ari (Guyute was the friendly pig right?). Derek may or m...

Matt and Nick are back, baby — and this might be their best episode of the week. The show they’re covering? Well… it was night two in Austin.... You get it.

But don’t get it twisted,  this tour’s not even halfway and Page is just starting to boil. On today’s episode:

• Matt breaks down the sacred geometry of “Spin the Pickle” and why it can only be played under a waning gibbous.
• Nick claims Fatboy Slim is spiritually behind the New ...

Matt and Nick return from the great Texas unknown with stories of Austin Night 1. 

Spoiler alert, they liked the show....

A show so sweaty it qualified as a steam room with a  Cities so loose it legally counted as interpretive dance.

The crowd came ready. The band came more than usual. Derek brought a snake and claimed it was his plus one. 

Page didn't play shirtless. 

Nick kept calling it “Night 1: in the bun.” No one stopped him.

...

After what felt like a 42 hour gap of dead air and existential dread, your favorite Phish Talk Show returns with a (re)vengeance. We left you hanging with a sample episode that felt like a fever dream in a CVS parking lot, so we’re balancing the scales with a full-force Tuesday drop straight from the glitchy depths of our recording rig.

This one? Oh, this one’s a return to form — Matt’s on fire, Nick’s mildly clothed, and the band i...

Matt and Nick return with a very special giveaway: today’s episode is on the house. Why? Because we accidentally deleted the feed midway through the show. And before the data ends up like your car keys, in the freezer behind the peas, we are giving it away.

But don’t worry. This one’s pure-grade, artisanal, grass-fed Insuphishient.

The boys review recent Phish shows with the kind of emotional restraint you'd expect from two peop...

Matt and Nick are back in the bunker, covered in chalk dust and emotionally rattled from a night that may or may not have happened. Did Phish play SNHU again? Was that real? Is the arena real? Why was the bathroom line 43 minutes long and entirely made up of mannequins?

The boys attempt to recount what happened, but it quickly turns into a meditation on onion rings, late-stage Tweezerism, and a brief tangent about whether or not Fis...

Matt and Nick return from a 48-hour silent retreat in the food court of a Connecticut mall, only to discover a setlist etched into a stone tablet behind an Orange Julius.

Naturally, they treat it as prophecy.

The show? Played backwards. Literally. Encore first. Opener last. Page wore a cape made of setbreak nachos. Fishman only responded to questions by playing cowbell. Trey announced every song title like a game show host. Mike neve...

Matt’s hat brim is too flat. Trey's tone sounds like a sneeze in a velvet glove. Nick might be in sleep mode. Fishman sneezed 37 times, and Matt brought a trombone to a kazoo fight.

Page? Allegedly there. Possibly microwaving a burrito in the green room.

We tried to recap night one at SNHU but accidentally invented a new genre: Ass to Themecore. It's all MoMA, no Movement. The grill was cold. The crowd was hot. The vibe was...

The summer tour has officially begun, and Matt and Nick are absolutely losing structural integrity. We’re talking foaming-at-the-lips-outside-a-Porta-Potty levels of anticipation. SPAC 6/20/04 is the flashback anchor, but everything else is spiraling: the marshmallows, the conspiracy chairs, the questionable use of the phrase “meatstick-orgasm energy.”

Matt invents a new metric called Setlist Elasticity and insists it’s real. Nick t...

Matt and Nick are back and so is the chaos. Today’s episode digs up the dustiest gem in the post-2000 attic: Manchester, NH — 10/26/10, the last and only time they played Manchester. The bust outs are wild. The smells are suspicious. The band plays “Sloth” and the audience politely gasps. 

Somewhere in the background, a guy in a hockey jersey is yelling “IT’S HAPPENING” for the seventh time.

Matt swears “Alumni Blues” was a mistake. ...

Matt and Nick pull into the city with full hearts, empty notes, and a faint whiff of pretzel truck exhaust. It’s Soundcheck Monday, and the week ahead is so packed even Fishman would need a second donut dress to hold it all.

We preview what’s coming (hint: the big stuff), unpack a few listener texts, and accidentally start planning a live show from the Staten Island Ferry. Nick claims he's never technically been to New York. Ma...

We’re nine days out from tour and things are getting deranged. Matt’s got a secret parking spot, Nick’s got a four-state theory for band members, and together they’re deep in your earbuds breaking down August 7, 1993 — the molten, maze-laced Darien Lake show that may or may not include a minor satanic ritual. It’s all there: Stash with Dave’s Energy Guide tease, Gamehenge galore, Fishman on vacuum, Trey with allergies, and Mike tea...