30 Days of Dead
It's a Dead Head's most wonderful time of the year! Welcome to another 30 days of unreleased Grateful Dead tracks from the vault, one for every day of the month, selected by archivist and producer David Lemieux. The tracks are yours, 100% free gua-ran-teed, but the real fun is taking part in the challenge for the chance to win some sweet swag from the Dead.
Those of you who know what to do, feel free to skip right on ahead. For those of you who need a refresher, here's the drill:
You know your Ables from your Bakers from your C's, but can your finely tuned ears differentiate the cosmic "comeback" tour from a spacey 70s show? Each day we'll post a song from one of the Dead's coveted shows. Will it be from that magical night at Madison Square Garden in '93 or from way back when they were just starting to warm it up at Winterland? Is that Pigpen's harmonica we hear? Brent on keys? If you think you know, lob your answer in and you just might find yourself taking home our daily prize of a 2025 Grateful Dead wall calendar or the grand prize – a copy of limited, numbered, FRIEND OF THE DEVILS: APRIL '78 boxed set!
OMG such a hilarious version of Saint Stephen. I'm reminded of a Garcia interview I read somewhere that he sometimes would do his best to fuck the music up. I love it!
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LOL, anybody else catch this bit of chatter during Drums? Around thirteen and a half minutes.
Anyone else having trouble posting comments?
C'mon, man. How long we been doin this? Everyone knows by now not to look in the comments if you don't want to catch upon a hint, clue, or nugget! Always do your searching first.
and that certain sort of sound for this venue and time period made this one stand out like Rudolph's red nose for me. How about that gunshot like POW! when Billy hits his snare head after "one man gathers what another man spills." Powerful! And how about that one guy who keeps yelling "PLAY, PLAY" when clearly they ARE playing. Annoying! But the Dead never suffered fools lightly and gratefully we never hear from him again. Maybe they sicked ol' Otis the dog on his overexuberant ass.