This was a great trip. I got to go with my now deceased brother, Steve. We stayed with family friends, The Golphins. in the Shenandoah Valley. I got to see many Cap Center Shows. I can't tell you how many times I got lost after shows there. The parking lot is a complete circle and everything looks the same when your twizzling after a show. All I can say about this show is - Comes a Time! Wow. Also the Miracle - Good Lovin' rocked.

Dougles

This was the point I realized the dead heads were alot cooler than the metal heads I'd been hanging out with. I'd already dosed a number of times and knew I liked it. So why not put the two together? We jammed way too many people in the back of a van and headed off to cap centre. I don't recall the vending scene, I was chasing a girl that had parked next to us.

The show and blotter kicked off and I was disappointed that the dead didn't sport the light show or flash pots that the other bands did. They pretty much sat there and played... I recognized some of the songs from "Go to heaven" and "skeletons from the closet" (my 2 sources of reference at that point). My high point of the first set would have been a rollicking Red Rooster and Deal. The lights came up and I assumed with the length of the first set, that was the show (but also noticed no one was leaving so decided to hang out).

Enjoyed the smoke break and recognized a decent number of songs during the second set. My trip made me restless during drums and some of us got up and walked around the concourse... LMAO! There were all these people in the hallway dancing and spinning, I'd never seen anything like it and in my state could only laugh until my sides hurt. I assumed I was hungry and bought some fries. Sat down against the wall and watched the dancers. Then the fries started talking to me, so I had to distance myself from them. We returned to our seats and experienced some of the coolest sound effects I'd ever heard (I asked a friend afterward "What was the song that sounded like you were flying through space?" Oh, that's called space...). COOL!

After the show, I wedged my way into a cluster of people and bought an orange/ white tie dyed Garcia "drivin' that train high on cocaine" shirt. I was probably the last one who did. As a portent to the future of the cap centre, a cop on a horse moved into the middle of the cluster and stoled the guys shirts and money (I mean confiscated them...).

The bus came by and I got on (but still didn't have a clue).