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Review by Anonymous
I believe there were 3000 to 4000 people at this gig, making it the largest attendance to date (or so I understand). The day was beautiful. The organizers did a marvelous job. There was on-site parking, to which one was free to go back and forth. You could bring your cooler right out on to the lawn had consume some cocktails while watching/dancing. Multiple vendors ringed the expansive lawn, offering up a tasty variety of munchies. A miniature golf course and a cool little train ride also were on site. I don't recall if those were open to us, but my buddy Chief figured out how fire up the train engine and you can imagine the rest. As for the music, Fluffhead provided a great first tune. After this, Trey likened the Family Park to Gamehenge. There was a small mountain kind of behind the stage and there was a nice stream surrounding the entire grounds. Colonel Forbin followed this narration. YEM>Possum eventually closed this inaugural Townshend set. By dark, the band reluctantly wound things down after three sets and a three song encore. Everyone left with memories of a great event and hopes for a repeat show next summer. Luckily, we were rewarded with two more years of good times, although '91 was severely toned down. One yeah - one more thing. If I'm not mistaken, Fishman got a speeding ticket en route to this show. He was a little late in arrival. I remember that his drums were assembled by various bandmembers/crew members. Obviously he wasn't riding in the truck. A comical start to an amusing afternoon.