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    Pacific Northwest ’73-’74: The Complete Recordings Boxed Set

    WHAT'S INSIDE:
    6 Complete Shows On 19 Discs
    • 6/22/73 P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C.
    • 6/24/73 Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR
    • 6/26/73 Seattle Center Arena, Seattle, WA
    • 5/17/74 P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C.
    • 5/19/74 Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR
    • 5/21/74 Hec Edmundson Pavilion, University of Washington, Seattle, WA
    Mastered in HDCD from the original master tapes by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering
    Masters transferred and restored by Plangent Processes
    Original Art by First Nations Artist Roy Henry Vickers
    Photos by Richie Pechner
    Individually Numbered, Limited Edition of 15,000

    Includes an immediate digital download of "Eyes Of The World (P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, Canada 5/17/74)"

    "We were in the Pacific Northwest...between somewhere in Washington and some other where in Oregon. The road took us to the lip on a ridge, from where we could see around us for many miles in all directions … It was breathtaking to behold, but as we watched, we had a firm realization that we were witnessing something even more beautiful than our eyes could ever take in … Life causes life. Heaven and Earth dance in this way endlessly, and their child is the forest. And so there we were, epiphanously watching that grandest and most glorious dance of life—of which we are just a tiny part—awed by a magnificence without beginning, without end..."

    Bob Weir, “Sell Headwaters—Everyone Wins,” San Francisco Chronicle

    The Pacific Northwest offers up a rich feast of land, sky, and water. It is ripe with influences, abundant with symbols, deep and spirited. It should, therefore, come as no surprise that the Grateful Dead played some of their most inspired shows on these fertile grounds. It does, however, sometimes take a breath for the elements to re-align years later. It seems for us, they finally have and we are able to present not just a glimpse of the band's extraordinary exploratory tour through the region, but a two-tour bounty as the PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS.

    For PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS, we've paired two short runs made up of six previously unreleased shows - P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C. (6/22/73); Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR (6/24/73); Seattle Center Arena, Seattle, WA (6/26/73); P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, Canada (5/17/74); Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR (5/19/74); and Hec Edmundson Pavilion, University of Washington, Seattle, WA (5/21/74). Each show has been mastered in HDCD from the original master tapes by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering. The transfers from the masters were transferred and restored by Plangent Processes, further ensuring that this is the best, most authentic that these shows have ever sounded.

    PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS comes in an ornate box created by Canada’s preeminent First Nations artist Roy Henry Vickers (more on this tremendous artist soon). To complement the music, the set also includes a 64-page book with an in-depth essay by Grateful Dead scholar Nicholas G. Meriwether and photos by Richie Pechner.

    Due September 7th, this release is limited to 15,000 individually numbered copies and available exclusively from dead.net. You'll want to grab a copy while you can and sit back, relax, and enjoy all the exclusive content we'll be rolling out over the next few weeks.

    Looking for something a little more byte-sized? The collection will also be available for HD digital download in FLAC and ALAC, exclusively at dead.net, on release day. You can pre-order it now too.

    Get it while you can.

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  • Vguy72
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    Hold on hendrixfreak....
    ....I need to make some more popcorn and mescaline.
  • hendrixfreak
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    Noon-ish is not the best time to catch a full-blown show.....
    My memory has clearly telescoped events, because I almost think I remember rolling over in my sleeping bag and, for breakfast, snorting a pile of 'chocolate' mescaline off one of those mini-cereal boxes. I definitely took some blotter. But even if we'd 'slept in,' it must of been 10-ish or something. Surely we'd had some water and a snack, probably provided by a merciful neighbor. We were still 15 and we looked like what we were: goddamm-near children! Ah, so I was saying, we dropped acid and snorted mescaline and fired up the pipe with Numero Uno and, hey, is that freakin' Jerry on stage? Wait, Bobby. Phil. Bill. The piano guy. Jer kept dipping his cigarette into a brass ashtray and, when he re-lit it, it flared up. I didn't hit the blow til '75 but later, I thought, freebase. I hope someone can clarify this, but I think I recall the band starting just a bit after NOON(!). As far as I was concerned at the time, they fucking rocked the place for hours. I do recall, as I often feel, feeling goofy about a camera while tripping. But I managed to snap off three shots, of which two survive, which catch the three guitarists blasting away on Playing in the Band, then turning towards each other to converse more intimately, finally arriving in a tight circle and sending tides of sound across the crowd. I think this was the time I experienced Phil's bass as physical, purple pulses in my chest and the realization that vibrations, rather than corporeal reality, were at the heart of existence. I clearly remember the gospel treatment at the end of He's Gone and at the end of Sugar Mag, Weir thrust his arm skyward for stop time, ran back to his amps, downed the rest of a Heineken and raced back to the mic for the coda. Still, I was 15, down front at one of the biggest gatherings of humans in history. I did look back over the crowd, but, as usual, there wasn't much profit in looking back. Not with the Grateful Dead killing it in front of me.
  • hendrixfreak
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    The Allmans rocked big time. They'd slayed us at RFK after the Dead when, exhausted and dehydrated, we had retreated to the shaded overhang of RFK and been simply psychedelically rolled over by the ABB. They smoked the Dead that day. Back to the Soundcheck. I got up and hiked around the scene while it was still afternoon. A very loose scene with lots of elbow room, cool air, breathing. I returned to our space, easily located, for The Band. It was nearly sunset when the Grateful Dead took the stage. We had all the room we needed. I started the soundcheck boogie-ing upright, shakin it to the rock 'n roll. I had snorted some mescaline and taken maybe a half tab of the blotter. Everyone knew this was unprecedented in GD history. Here we were, groovin' on a cool pine forest evening, high but not pressed and our favorite band was blasting away on the finest sound system we'd ever heard. I do not recall individual songs, just the transition between comprehensible songs and jams that had us smiling for reasons we knew not. [Beautiful Jam from So Many Roads is blasting in the background as I write these words.] I do clearly recall the feeling of complete ease as I nestled down into my sleeping bag, head on cool gallon jug, looking up at the band just jamming away. We rode it out after the band departed and the next thing we knew, it was morning and the crowd was bustling, hustling, and by noon it was show time all over again.
  • icecrmcnkd
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    Hendrixfreak
    I hope you are writing these in a word processing program and saving them.You probably should combine your memories and pictures and put it out on the internets where it will hopefully be forever preserved. Maybe upload the final version to the archive someday.
  • Trainwrecked
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    Any headphone listeners out there? Or maybe you don't need them. I find the bass on this GSTL recording overwhelming. Bertha and Help On the Way are good places to start. I don't get the same thing with the SB I have if this show. I think Jeff Norman boosted it somehow. Anyone else notice it? Garyfarseer - what kind of medicine?
  • hendrixfreak
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    The greatest missed show on Earth
    Long story shrunk to size... We had to get home on 10 June 1973 because we were exhausted, dehydrated, broke, without tickets, food, water, anything, so we thumbed back and tried to blend into humanity. I was 15. I lived with my parents, of course, and they needed to see some evidence that I was alive. They never even said a word about my setting out for a multi=day excursion in jeans and a t-shirt. We just did it. We heard the 10 June show was smokin' and we were pissed. We were NOT going to be caught short like that again. No effin' way. So when the news broke of a show with all three of the greatest rock bands of that time -- the Grateful Dead, the Allman Brothers and The Band -- we were on it like white on rice. Tickets cost $10.50? We had 'em. And we'd just seen the Allmans at Madison Square Garden in, May? I smuggled in a bong. A young cop caught me. An older cop said, "Let him go. It's a bong. Don't worry about it." Jesus, this whole law enforcement thing was confusing! But my view was broadening... Late July 1973. The older brother of a hot schoolmate of ours was driving to Watkins Glen. We signed on. Me, Mark L, David W, and a few others. We brought our backpacks. We had a little food. A shit-ton of Numero Uno. No alcohol. I had a sheet of blotter. Someone's adept use of the map enabled us to skirt around the worst of the traffic and we actually accessed the grounds in fine fashion, probably 12 hrs ahead of the hoo-ska-boo that eventually developed. The van's inhabitants split into units and we never saw our driver-host again, until a week later, just before the 31 July - 1 August shows back at Roosevelt Stadium. (Biggies, waiting for release...) So we hike over to the "gate," passing food trucks that specialized in big scoops of weed. We snickered, fully equipped. We were still 15. We entered the gates around midday and for some reason no one took my ticket, so I immediately doubled back to the chain link fence and passed my whole ticket to a have-not. Instinct, communal instinct. Later, my parents said that friends of theirs in Europe had seen footage that included my entrance into the concert site. The stage was perhaps 2/3 of a mile away. As we walked down the gently sloping hill towards the stage it was obvious we were a bit early. In earlier shows we were leery of getting too close because of the physical crush, the volume and the collective high that sometimes ... got a bit hairy. But fresh off missing 10 June, we marched down and claimed a beautiful space about 20 yards from the stage, just a bit left of center. On our way, we'd grabbed a few one-gallon water jugs that were set out free by Bill Graham in response to the scene at RFK in DC 6 weeks earlier. I found myself high on mescaline, laying on my sleeping bag with my head resting on a cool one-gallon jug of potable water and passing a doobie when the crowd sputtered and roared. It was late afternoon and the Allman Brothers had just taken the stage.
  • hendrixfreak
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    Throughout the fall of 1972 and through the winter-spring of 1973 I had ingested numerous psychedelics, including the wonderful agent known as mescaline and naturally a few substantial doses of the Lady Herself. At one point, with my buddy Moose, we were sitting atop a van-sized boulder in a 2,000 acre wooded preserve near home and we focused on the visual margin between the rock beneath us and the ground in the background and felt that we had lifted the boulder upon which we sat perhaps several inches into the air, then lowered it again to its natural resting place. But I digress... June 1973 and me and David W are hitching to RFK in DC about 200 miles away for the 9-10 June 1973 shows. It's summer. So obviously we go in t-shirts, jeans, sneakers, with a ticket and few single dollars/dead presidents in my pocket. Next to the sheet of oval 4-way blotter. A little smokum in the sock, in case we got stopped. Look, we're 15, okay? 16 was months away. We were just up for adventure, loud rock 'n roll and, um, a closer look at the scene. I remember that some of the serious traveling hippies with LSD-dead eyes were there selling pipes, but also passing them around. We had long hair but we were little kids! These folks looked 50 but were probably 20, i.e., impossibly old, grizzled and of unknown origin. But no one actually bothered us, nor was there any attention. Everyone treated us as adults. So we slept on the ground on the grassy parts outside the stadium that night. No water, no food, no equipment. The next day, temperatures climbed towards 100. We were smoking a joint by the grate that blocked one entrance and a black cop motioned us over. We approached cautiously. "Hand me some of that, will you?" he asked. "WHAAAT???" was our initial reaction, having already experienced the pleasure of being cuffed and harassed by the cops for having a beer in the park. Turned out, cops can be cool, too. We burned two with the cat and we bid each other a good day. He was clearly amused by the scene, but in a groovy way. This was 1973 and racism and violence over the Vietnam War made longhairs outcasts, just like minorities of every stripe, then and now. Short story long, me and David split a 4-way and the Dead played that afternoon, opening for the ABB that night. The lines for water were long. We survived on The Lady, a little water and some "Numero Uno" substance we thought was hash but turned out to be opium. Worked for us that day, though, the heat was excruciating and I'm sure a lot of folks needed help in the heat. I got up close for Chinacat at the end of the first set. I was mesmerized. Bobby played a Gibson SG, which in my mind meant "bass guitar." Phil was playing a big possibly semi-hollowbody bass that said to my untutored eyes, "rhythm guitar." But I was already a huge Phil fan (being a Jer fan was too obvious) and this had me confused. At some point some idiot hurled a lit M-80 onto the stage (June 9, right? obviously in close proximity to July 4??) and it rolled up to Jer. In that day, he had a stage mannerism of sort of shuffling in place and I saw him move his right foot forward in perfect time and using the tip of his cowboy boot sent the live M-80 back out over the crowd. I don't even recall hearing it explode. The music was pretty loud.
  • icecrmcnkd
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    Nice warmup HF
    Patiently waiting for the grand finale....
  • hendrixfreak
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    Backstory and launch....
    The briefest of backstories: Six years old in 1964, persuaded my mom to buy me a Beatles LP at the checkout counter of the local discount store. Played it on monaural phonograph with one 12" speaker output. Rocked as child. 13 years old in 1970, convince mom to drive me and a friend to a Chambers Bros concert. We dug the music but were too young for 'action.' 15 years old, summer of '72, catch The Byrds and New York Rock 'n Roll Ensemble at college outside Saugerties NY where The Band rec'd Big Pink five years earlier. We drove by Big Pink. (Still Pink.) We were 15. (An older brother was actually driving...) Since 1971, been spinning American Beauty and Skull & Roses LPs on the same phonograph as in 1964, only now it's in the basement where our ping-pong table and hang-out couch are located. 19 Sept 1972, I jump in a car full of older heads with an ounce of hash in my pocket, 33 days after my 15th birthday, and we proceed to the Roosevelt Stadium in lovely Jersey City, New Jersey, and catch my first Grateful Dead show. I had already been 'experienced,' but did not drop at this show; too chaotic, large crowd, determined to survive and catch my ride home. I listened for familiar songs, jams, anything -- nothing! Everything was different. Records, shme-cords. This scene was crazy. Maybe 10,000 people screamin' high groovin', freakin', dancin', gyratin', handing you things you knew best to pass along... I was alone in the giant crowd with the music louder but sweeter than anything I'd ever heard before. The music rocked, I just couldn't grab onto a big Jerry jabbin' guitar riff that would remind me of Skull & Roses. Obviously, this was no American Beauty. As Jer once said, recording in a studio is like building a ship in a bottle. Playing live is like being on the ocean in an open rowboat. And that's kinda how I felt -- out there, surfin', knew I'd have to get home ... 3 hours into the show, I do remember saying to myself, "Well, all righty then, damn good show, YOU CAN STOP PLAYING ANYTIME, I'M GOOD. GOTTA GET SOME REST... MUST SNAG RIDE HOME..." Part II, coming ...
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    The photos of the stage show how high it was. Need safety railings to keep the musicians from falling off.
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Pacific Northwest ’73-’74: The Complete Recordings Boxed Set

WHAT'S INSIDE:
6 Complete Shows On 19 Discs
• 6/22/73 P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C.
• 6/24/73 Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR
• 6/26/73 Seattle Center Arena, Seattle, WA
• 5/17/74 P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C.
• 5/19/74 Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR
• 5/21/74 Hec Edmundson Pavilion, University of Washington, Seattle, WA
Mastered in HDCD from the original master tapes by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering
Masters transferred and restored by Plangent Processes
Original Art by First Nations Artist Roy Henry Vickers
Photos by Richie Pechner
Individually Numbered, Limited Edition of 15,000

Includes an immediate digital download of "Eyes Of The World (P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, Canada 5/17/74)"

"We were in the Pacific Northwest...between somewhere in Washington and some other where in Oregon. The road took us to the lip on a ridge, from where we could see around us for many miles in all directions … It was breathtaking to behold, but as we watched, we had a firm realization that we were witnessing something even more beautiful than our eyes could ever take in … Life causes life. Heaven and Earth dance in this way endlessly, and their child is the forest. And so there we were, epiphanously watching that grandest and most glorious dance of life—of which we are just a tiny part—awed by a magnificence without beginning, without end..."

Bob Weir, “Sell Headwaters—Everyone Wins,” San Francisco Chronicle

The Pacific Northwest offers up a rich feast of land, sky, and water. It is ripe with influences, abundant with symbols, deep and spirited. It should, therefore, come as no surprise that the Grateful Dead played some of their most inspired shows on these fertile grounds. It does, however, sometimes take a breath for the elements to re-align years later. It seems for us, they finally have and we are able to present not just a glimpse of the band's extraordinary exploratory tour through the region, but a two-tour bounty as the PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS.

For PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS, we've paired two short runs made up of six previously unreleased shows - P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, B.C. (6/22/73); Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR (6/24/73); Seattle Center Arena, Seattle, WA (6/26/73); P.N.E. Coliseum, Vancouver, Canada (5/17/74); Portland Memorial Coliseum, Portland, OR (5/19/74); and Hec Edmundson Pavilion, University of Washington, Seattle, WA (5/21/74). Each show has been mastered in HDCD from the original master tapes by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering. The transfers from the masters were transferred and restored by Plangent Processes, further ensuring that this is the best, most authentic that these shows have ever sounded.

PACIFIC NORTHWEST ’73-’74: THE COMPLETE RECORDINGS comes in an ornate box created by Canada’s preeminent First Nations artist Roy Henry Vickers (more on this tremendous artist soon). To complement the music, the set also includes a 64-page book with an in-depth essay by Grateful Dead scholar Nicholas G. Meriwether and photos by Richie Pechner.

Due September 7th, this release is limited to 15,000 individually numbered copies and available exclusively from dead.net. You'll want to grab a copy while you can and sit back, relax, and enjoy all the exclusive content we'll be rolling out over the next few weeks.

Looking for something a little more byte-sized? The collection will also be available for HD digital download in FLAC and ALAC, exclusively at dead.net, on release day. You can pre-order it now too.

Get it while you can.

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Congrats on your new addition. Hope we can have another family outing at a daytime DSO show... Take care and give Ingrid our congrats! Bob and Darlene
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It always amused me that Sonny needed an older generation Italian to "translate" the Sicilian message, "Luca Brasi Sleeps with the Fishes". What if Clemenza wasn't there at that hour to interpret? Sonny would have been like "hey check out this new wall decoration someone sent as a get well gift for Pop...this is so cool....a couple of fish in a bulletproof vest - why didn't I think of that?!?" And then Tom Hagen is like, "no Sonny, this is a Sicilian message" and Sonny's like "I know Tom, I know! I didn't want to discuss too much of the family business in front of Michael - but as always, our trusted concierge, you know best." And turning to Michael, Sonny says, "Tom's right... It's a Sicilian message alright... It means, if Pop makes it through this, he needs to start wearing a bulletproof vest..."
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Congratulations Sixtus family and welcome to il nuovo bambino che rimbalza! We're counting on you Tigran! All the best! Onward!
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Got this one rockin this morning, my first listen....Beautiful Sunday show makes for perfect Saturday morning listening! Gorgeous TLMD, WRS>LIG>China Doll Some other interesting moments...first and last performed "Let It Rock" (Chuck Berry Cover - I wonder why the first & last performed?), and first ever Seastones.... Congrats Sixtus on your new addition to the family!! Big shout out to Jim for helping to fill my calendar for probably the next 3 years...And to Oxford 88 for filling my order for all KC shows that are known to exist, plus the other "tasty boots" that he has promised. You guys rock...thank you very much!!! Oroboros.....I've been thinking about your Winterland Story all week....makes me smile, smile, smile everytime! Looked up the you tube video and sure enough, at the end of Fire on the Mountain, the dragon lurks....so fuckin cool!!! Happy Saturday Dead people, KCJ
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Congratulations, Ingrid, Tigran, and Sixtus! Today is Robert Hunter's birthday, I believe. The word gifts given us by this master poet make the music we all cherish infinitely more fascinating. Without Robert's lyrics, I know I would not crave this band as much as I do. Even on song versions where the group's playing may lack a certain X Factor, I can always take interest in, and find new depth in Robert's poems. Happy Birthday, Robert! You are a crucial member of the Grateful Dead.
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Whereabouts in South Jersey, KeithFan? 'Cause that's the land of my origin.
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I am continuing my gentle canter through Europe 1972, and today was Amsterdam, 5/10/72. Its a show that meant absolutely nothing to me-I've played it before-3 or 4 times , I guess, but nothing stuck in my mind about it. Surprising-because its amazing! The first set-in fact the first two cds are pretty good-like any other cds of a band you like playing at the top of their game. Its on the 3rd cd that things really take off-an incredible jam from Truckin' to The Other One-Me and Bobby Mcghee-The Other One and winding up with Wharf Rat. One of the best uses of a wah wah pedal I have ever heard. A truly exceptional sequence of music. The 4th cd feature some more high energy music, punctuated by another excellent Sing Me Back Home. If they hadn't played so many other great shows in Europe 1972-and maybe if they hadn't all been released at the same time (not that I'm complaining) this would surely have been heralded as one of the best shows of all time. I normally leave a gap after playing a Europe 72 show...but after this I felt like some more-so off we go into Rotterdam for the following night. Great news from Sixtus, too-happy days indeed!
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Happy belated birthday Tigris. Hopefully you'll find a way to get some sleep.
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Holy Smokes!!!!! Sweden has got to be wondering how the hell a ball can spin like that!!!!!That was awesome, regardless if you dig the Germans or not. Would have liked to see the Swedes advance. But no denying the skill of that last goal! Darn!!
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Thanks for the link eyes43. I was able to catch Peter Rowan's set. Dang, that brought back memories. I used to see him at the Birchmere in Alexandria, VA some 30 years ago. He and his band still sound as great as ever!
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6/23/26 Louis Armstrong6/23/38 Billie Holliday 6/23/57 Hank Mobley 6/23/58 Count Basie 6/23/67 Miles Davis 6/23/74 GOGD And one more for Septimus: Sound Dimension: Mojo Rocksteady Beat (wicked!)
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....damn Deadicated. That is some serious mini umbrella drinking, smoking ganja stuff going on. Thanks!! Loving the trombone. Kudos....p.s. Spotify is your friend.
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Great place to see a show.. I hope everyone there is having a good time.
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It would be nice to see a portion of the proceeds for this amazing release being donated to the tribes of the Northwest Coast for using their traditional story-telling iconography. This is by far the the most beautiful cover art to ever grace the band's albums.
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please enjoy 12/3/79 another nice show from 79 where _dat_ box at?
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Sitting here sipping a little coffee and jamming on a crunchy Miller SBD of 6/24/90 (he does just as good a job as Jeffrey Norman) Just sliding into Slipknot!!!! Love it!!!
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Mitch Mitchell was a cool drummer. He was a major part of the JHE's sound, at least live.
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And get the hell of my lawn, you damned hippies!Guess Bobby was having a bad day. Happens to the best of us.
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Any indication of the size of the actual box? Dave mentioned in his seaside chat that he was thinking about displaying this box in his home as a de facto piece of art or some sort of display piece. Despite my wife's love for Vancouver Island and the fact that we already have a Roy Henry Vickers print hanging in our home, that will be a tough sell in my house if this box is ginormous, beautiful as it may be.
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Been diving into early 80s Grateful Dead recently. While the setlists may seem uninteresting on paper, this era contains some of the most imaginative playing of the band's career; particularly Jerry. I listened to the Dane County show and Poplar Creek shows from 1983 this weekend. Jerry's playing is inventive and different. He seemed to be at the peak of his creative power in the early 80s, before the diabetes and health issues really began to take effect. This is a generally unfamiliar era for me, with scores of shows I've never heard, but it's worth digging around a little bit, and you will find yourself pretty blown away.
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that when ya read it(or type it or write it...),it reads "Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo" but when they sing it it's "Half-Step...Mississippi Uptown...Toodeloo"? Bueller...Bueller...
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First - I always only type "Mississippi Half-Step" in my song titles. I have found if the titles get too long I can have file path names that are too long for my backups. This isn't the bone. The "Bone" - I'm working thru the labeling of D&C shows and I find they played a show at the "Ruoff Home Mortgage Music Center"!!! What the hell kind of name is that!?! Nothing said musical entertainment like home mortgage. Remember when they called them things like "performing art centers",, "memorial stadiums" (sure we memorialize our troops until we could sell the name for a buck) This is a thing I wish they stop. You see a name today like "Preparation H Hemorrhoidal Stadium" and NEVER think you're seeing the Yankees. The other side I hate,,, everytime we talk about corporate tax we hear corps don't pay taxes, customers do. Then who the hell is paying for the name on the building???? Can you show me one report that shows return on advertising dollars from stadium naming rights! Ok, bone picked. Back to what you were doing.
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Stadiums do like big holes from above, true?
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The tapes from that show suck.. but if you were there you know how hot a show that was... Just saying, you had to be there. Too funny.. I hate that too. We have become so corporate and not for the better.
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Excellent, entertaining read; very detailed and fascinating insight into all the business aspects of post-Jerry years, as well as all the inter personal ups and downs. All things considered, not as ugly as I expected; Jill Lesh comes across as a greedy control freak, the exit of Steve Kimock was particularly unpleasant. Other than that, it's pretty much typical band arguments. Of note, was the disagreements regarding tempos and loudness, with Bobby insisting on slowing everything down to emphasize lyrics, and wanting Phil to turn down his bass(sacrilege!) Oh, we also learned that rowdy Billy K. grabbed Jill's breastusses backstage...
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you have to wonder how much money are in mattress sales that you can afford to purchase naming rights? Or do new mattress come with cash in them?
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....they should let everyone bring a pillow in. During drumz, let everyone have a pillow fight. That would be awesome!!
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Mattress Firm? Cripes. Proud of KC's Arrowhead and Kaufman Stadiums. Hang in there KC.
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I recall there being some drama as Kimock left The Other Ones.... He appeared a week or so later at a separate event and, If I recall correctly, he got a rousing ovation and flipped an emphatic double-bird, as if at his previous band mates.. Can someone give a quick thumbnail gyst of that beef? I call the song in question simply "Half Step." I think the multiple "official" names are just a SNAFU, similar to "Brown Eyed Women" being given a typo and accidentally listed (and officially published as) "Brown Eyed Woman" (singular instead of plural) on Europe '72. As for song tempos and bass volume, etc... I'm in a band - these topics are all pawns in a power struggle. As with all rock bands, you get to a point where you're not going to back down after xxx years.... Me, I like the slower tempos - most of the time it works, but sometimes yes, it drags. As for bass volume, my experience is the bass may be too loud on stage, but away from the stage it sounds just right - this is why bass players are often placed on a far corner of the stage, not in the middle, as Phil likes to do sometimes.
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Steve Parish & Ramrod fired by the Leshes; they resented the fact that Jill was making decisions such as how to load/unload equipment, and what attire was acceptable or not on stage.Parish told Kimock he should be making more $$ Kimock asks Jill for a raise, Jill goes on a tirade. Kimock leaves the room. Jill catches up with him, yelling and then throws a bunch of crumpled dollar bills at Kimock, while shouting "you want more money?" Kimock left the tour the next day, quoting Dylan and Hunter on his website. After reading the book, it's obvious all these people had really bad tempers!!
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………..lost in a shaft of sunlight, The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts. T.S. Eliot
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Just popped in 6/26/76 Relaxing, sipping a brewski I feel bad for Heads that don't get '76. Such good vibes. Looking forward to the Playin>St.Stephen>Wheel>Playin' sandwich
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I think Kimock split from a Phil and Friends Tour Fall '99. We saw P&F play 3 shows at The Fillmore in Denver, 10/21-23. Band was Phil, Steve, John Molo, Paul Barrere and Billy Payne. Fun line up. Steve was also with Phil and Warren at Red Rocks that August. I remember a guy with a "Got Kimock?" shirt (play on got milk?) in line outside Fillmore one night. From there, band was hooking up with Dylan's band for a series of shows. Whatever went down happened at Fillmore or at next show on tour (10/27), as Steve (or someone for him) sent out a cryptic email 10/28 that he had left tour. Sigh. I'll have to do some time traveling and revisit those shows on sugarmegs. I loved the instrumental Stella Blue they were playing in those days. At Red Rocks they played Stella -> Wish You Were Here. Yowza.
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