Phish has the first two shows of 2026 in the books and right out of the gate things are already bending. Each night brought a debut. One night slipped in a little bust out just to keep everyone honest.

The waves are there. You can feel them and hear them. They’re showing up in the playing, in the pacing, the lyrics, the Song titles, in the way things are connecting across nights. The turtle in the clouds, on the other hand, is nowhere to be found. Make of that what you will.

Matt and Nick take the only approach that makes sense. Pick a song from night one or night 2 in each spot it was played. Mix and Match in Mex....

So the question is already on the table. Is this the best Mexico run Phish has ever had. Tune in and then you tell us.

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Matt and Nick are in Mexico, sitting on a beach, recording a podcast about Phish being in Mexico. Which means this episode is happening inside itself. No filter. No distance. Just sand, sun, and two guys trying to describe a place while actively living in it.

There’s a James Taylor calm to the whole thing. That “nobody’s in a rush, everybody knows why they’re here” feeling. The days blur together. The nights stretch out. The ocean keeps time better than any watch. Phish is nearby doing Phish things, and Insuphishient is doing exactly what it’s always done. Talking it through. Letting it breathe. Not trying to control it.

This one isn’t about analysis or hot takes. It’s about location, headspace, and that strange comfort that shows up when the music and the setting line up just right. A podcast as a postcard. From Mexico. About Mexico. While you’re somewhere else wishing you were here.

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Today on Insuphishient we’re heading back to May 1992. Boston. A younger world. Smaller rooms. Bigger hair. Same mission.

It’s a little Space Oddity, a little more “ground control" Little less "major jam,” as Matt and Nick float through a time capsule show with wide eyes and zero oxygen. The takes are coming in from orbit, the nostalgia is fully pressurized, and somewhere in the distance you can hear the city humming like it knows what’s about to happen.

So strap in, Pham. This one is a transmission from the past, beamed straight into your ears from Boston in May.

Tune in. We are cleared for liftoff.

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