My mother went to this show. She wanted to see what her sons were into. Oops. My mother, god rest her soul, died of breast cancer in 1995. She was a wonderful christian woman who was very straightlaced and proper. She loved the first set. It was kind of bluesy, rockin', with a little country thrown in. The trouble started between the sets. Some guy stripped all of his cloths off in the middle of the floor and was walking around on his knees literally jacking himself off. Beautiful, fucking beautiful. Also, with the lights up, mom could see all the freaks sparkin' and communing. The things that we cherish don't always get understood by our parents, Then to top it off the second set was an intense psychodelic music fest. My mom was done somewhere in the middle of the space. She didn't last to the end of the show. Needless to say she left upset bless her. I remeber being worried about her going out to her car alone. I do want to say we didn't bring her, she went and bought herself a ticket and was going to go so we of course tried to chaporone. There is only so much you can do. Great show and I had conversations with my mom later over the years and she understood the attraction and thought that the Dead were talented musicians but the lifestyle was not to her satisfaction. Peace.

Dougles

St. Stephen59

I was warned about Charlotte but was dumb enough to just about get busted there. I never made it back to another show in NC.

My first show. Couldnt stop talking about it. Still thankfull for the life changing event.