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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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21st b-day I got dicks 3, 25, and whatever the 12/29/77 Dicks was. it rocked! who needed alcohol? everything on there is probly my favorite. it was my favorite dicks of all time. there was always a disc in the computer, Walkman or cd player the whole spring and summer I got this. it still beats dicks 3.
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....but who cares. Reach into the G section of your collection. If its anything but Genesis or Gentle Giant, you're on the right path. Also, did you know, if you turn the Terrapin->Drumz->TOO from DaP 23 up past 40, it sounds better? Try it. Especially at the 6:30 mark of drumz. I get It. Primal '78 throwdown....
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....it's so easy to fall. Sorry people. That was a side I'm not proud of. Bitterness is not a good trait.
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Sorry.Just thought it was a fun diversion. :o)
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The one that always sticks in my mind is the one framed by The Other One on 6th August 1971, at Hollywood. The frame may be better than the picture-but its a great sequence of music. Especially when you hear it for the first time. Its included as a filler on the 4th cd of Dicks Picks 35-an essential purchase.
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Everyone's going nuts in England about the World Cup. They didn't need to legalise viagara after all.
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I'm off on the morning commute. God I love this. 80 minutes of uninterrupted Grateful Dead at full volume. I'm going into all three Cryptical / Other One / Wharf Rats from DaP 22 and 26. 71 Other Ones are a force to be reckoned with. Saw a comment about me and my uncle. I've always turned to DaP 11 from Wichita Fall '72. Jerry plays a solo that jumps right out of the speaker at you. Turn it up loud.
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My ears are bleeding thanks to that ghastly Werewolves Bobby Slide "solo". To each his own...
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Well, that word choice made me laugh. I did do a deep dive a couple weeks ago into the July 78 Box and enjoyed it very much. I had forgotten about the collective histrionics and howling. I have also somehow managed to block out the Bobby slide quips and howls as a result of years of therapy. This might mark the very first time in my life I celebrated an anniversary early let alone one-time. Don't we have an announcement coming up? Shake it.. shake it Sugaree....
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......this is why I go away for long periods of time. I see some people are telling others that they are not welcome here. LMAO. We are laying down the rules and the law are we? On a Dead board. I'm about to rant, so I'm outta here...
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"I can tell, seen beforeKnow the way, I know the law"
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Tonight's story on The Twilight Zone is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction. This, as you may recognize, is a map of the United States, and there's a little town there called Peaksville. On a given morning not too long ago, the rest of the world disappeared and Peaksville was left all alone. Its inhabitants were never sure whether the world was destroyed and only Peaksville left untouched or whether the village had somehow been taken away. They were, on the other hand, sure of one thing: the cause. A monster had arrived in the village. Just by using his mind, he took away the automobiles, the electricity, the machines—because they displeased him—and he moved an entire community back into the dark ages—just by using his mind. Now I'd like to introduce you to some of the people in Peaksville, Ohio. This is Mr. Fremont. It's in his farmhouse that the monster resides. This is Mrs. Fremont. And this is Aunt Amy, who probably had more control over the monster in the beginning than almost anyone. But one day she forgot. She began to sing aloud. Now, the monster doesn't like singing, so his mind snapped at her, turned her into the smiling, vacant thing you're looking at now. She sings no more. And you'll note that the people in Peaksville, Ohio have to smile. They have to think happy thoughts and say happy things because, once displeased, the monster can wish them into a cornfield or change them into a grotesque, walking horror. This particular monster can read minds, you see. He knows every thought, he can feel every emotion. Oh yes, I did forget something, didn't I? I forgot to introduce you to the monster. This is the monster. His name is Anthony Fremont. He's six years old, with a cute little-boy face and blue, guileless eyes. But when those eyes look at you, you'd better start thinking happy thoughts, because the mind behind them is absolutely in charge. This is the Twilight Zone.
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how did Pigpen get to the top of the building? "elevator! elevator! elevator!"
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We play this game every fourth of July When I visit my uncle and cousin a d family. They're actually more like dead fans and not so much hardcore deadhead Message Board enthusiasts. So the game is this: my cousin has serious radio so we put on The Grateful Dead station. And it's my job to guess the performance date slash album. I heard Friend of the Devil over the 4th of July weekend and because it was they full Electric version, I was able to narrow it down to that week in September when they were playing it almost every show, Dick's Picks 11 Dick's Picks 23, Waterford Connecticut 30 trips Dick's Picks 36. There was also the recent Berkeley show, but the fake base gives that one away and it definitely wasn't it. What this version did feature was, Bobby high in the mix, and Jerry a little bit lower than usual. This is characteristic of the 30 trips 1972 show, and so I got it. I also got I need a miracle, from winterland New Year's Eve closing. They have no idea how easy that one was for me, but I know that version like the back of my hand. And then there was Bobby's slide. There was a good Scarlet fire going, actually much better than I remembered as it turned out so this one was a challenge for me. Bobby's slide guitar definitely put it in the range of April to November 1978. Now keep in mind in my experience serious usually plays released material. I discovered this wasn't always the case when they played Tempe Arizona from the november of 73, but for the most part I was expecting official releases. I don't have Sirius so it's always an adventure. I definitely heard Bobby slide so it was definitely 78. There was no let it burn let it burn let it burn, so I knew it wasn't Dave's Picks Volume 7 from normal Illinois. I considered Dave picks 12, but Keith piano was not nearly loud enough for it to be that one. I considered road trip 78 from Egypt with love, but I recall that one being a little bit rougher of a recording then what I was hearing. So I had it narrowed down to one of the two versions on the 1978 box set. The question was St Paul or Red Rocks, which I told them. As I mentioned earlier I found this version to be much better than I remembered either version on the July 78 set, and and I have heard the Red Rocks version a lot more than St Paul. I figured if one of those two versions was going to ring in as better than I remembered it it would have to be the one I hadn't listened to quite as much, so I went with St Paul and nailed it. These people acted impressed, but I think they believe I'm an idiot savant like the rain man.
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>>>>>>“Let he who have no sin apon his hand cast the first stone” Right after that an old lady pushed thru the crowd with a huge boulder and crushed the sinner dead. Jesus turned and said "Mom, sometimes you piss me off" INRI - I'm Nailed Right In
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Talking of Deep Purple and Motorhead-Overkill has always sounded to me as though it was based on Fireball. Not that it matters-cracking tracks.
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To some extent I understand your point of view. That someone had posted something totally unrelated to what this board is here for and that you found highly contentious is naturally reprehensible and cannot be condoned. You say "Would you not feel the desire to respond." My answer is, yes I would feel the desire to respond, but I would also be well aware that any response, particularly one that is emotionally charged, would only escalate matters and that is indeed what occurred. To make matters worse, others jumped in with equally divisive and opinionated posts which simply fuelled the rage. We all know that the subject matter on these boards ranges far wider than simply discussing the Grateful Dead and their music. Mostly these ramblings are light-hearted and humorous and interesting to follow, however we are all aware that there are certain topics that produce only vitriolic reactions and we are also aware that these subjects (and I'm referring to politics and religion in particular) have no place on here. Despite this, every once in a while someone feels the need to bring up such a topic and others feel the need to react. The result is predictable and unpleasant but could so easily be avoided. There are other places and other forums where one can discuss (or argue) one's point on every subject imaginable. Here is not the place for that in my opinion.
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If I could travel back in time to do only one thing, it would be to pay Steve Parrish $100 to "lose" Bob Weir's slide.
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I hear you. For the most part I just read the dead info. Most of the posters while younger than me know way more about the shows and I enjoy checking stuff out. The memory banks are fraying at the edges. That said I have been studying history, politics and economics fot 55 years and when someone spews out bumper sticker slogans I just can't help it
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....awesome some points from both of you. I have always been an advocate for keeping politics and religion away from this site. You all know that. I know the exact time this board made a hard left and spun out of control, as I'm sure you all do as well. And it was prior to Lovejerry. At the end of the day, if you get confused, listen to the music play....
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....I called in sick today due to a bad case of diarrhea.My boss told me to get my shit together....ba-dum-dum-tisssh
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Good to see you back. I'll chip in a hundred on the Bobby slide prevention measures. It got to me most when it was over top of something really cool Jerry was doing. The ironic thing is that the first thing I ever heard it on was Stagger Lee from closing of winterland, this was one of my first Dead CDs. And I remember thinking, wow that's some great slide, is that Jerry? And then as I got to know the band better and listen to the song a few more times, I realized that Jerry was still playing rhythm and lead melodies. I still think he sounds kind of good on it, maybe that was his High Point. Come on, nobody was impressed with my Name That Tune shenanigans at my families Fourth of July get together? I feel like I walked into a room full of PTSD people. Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?!? I'm listening to road trips 1973 Denver playing in the band medley the ride home. I suggest you do the same. Edit - Werewolves of London again. Jack baller I took your advice and put on Dick's Picks Volume 25, and I am kind of enjoying this one. He is loud as hell on this one. I actually had a pina colada at the very Trader Vic's being sung about in London. Edit II - I always get a hankering for beef chow mein after listening to this song. All right now I'm comparing it to Red Rocks. I think Red Rocks is the version the Dave says they take themselves seriously on and it's the best one at all and it sounds awesome according to Dave and everything so that's what I'm going to do.
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I’ll bite on that KeithFan, in fact the guesses on November 30 Days this past year were how I first started following these boards. I was amused, amazed and intrigued by the fact that so many here had that same savant like ability. Since then I have fallen into what probably averages to a show a day habit, and way down the proverbial rabbit hole. My family thinks I am nuts, but sadly my abilities are not even close to yours my friend. So I salute you! I will keep working at it. KCJ
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Simonrob: well said, thanks Kiethfan: totally dug your tale. We used to kinda do that. No XM back then but someone would pop a tape in and we’d guess....I can usual get the year, sometimes the tour, certain shows mostly cause I “know” them. No where near as versed as you. When Robbz or was it rv2 gets me my Sirius dead channel weekly show we should have you as a weekly participant ; ) Vguy: I don’t care what anyone says, your all right! Life has been beyond tuff lately, haven’t had much to feel good about etc, (crept maybe a PNW Box!) thanks for making me (us) laugh! I actually have started anticipating your daily gifts to us....
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Decided to give it a spin. Certainly better than 7-2-95. The guy in front of me at 7-9-95 was using a walkie-talkie type device to listen to the ear monitor conversations. He held it upside down so that the antenna pointed down and he wouldn’t get busted for eaves dropping. When the band was getting ready for the encore he said to his buddy “Black Muddy River” and they walked out. I always wondered if they regretted leaving since it was a 2-song encore, and then it ended up being the last show. “Such a long, long time to be gone, and a short time to be there”
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Ah, there it is. Thanks for indulging me. Casey, I hear you. My family thinks I have a loose screw on account of the Dead obsession. What can I say. I've always listened to tunes 24x7, and I was often exclusive with my bands: The Who for 2 years. Rush for a year, Floyd 3 months, The Who 4 months, Led Zeppelin 2 years, back to Rush for 3 months, Yes for 9 months, Stones for 2 years, Beatles for a year, etc. I just happen to be on the Dead for a record 4 years. It's their fault - they have too much music to master. And they keep releasing stuff. Icecrmcnkd when was your 1st show?
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4-6-892nd was 7-17-89 Downhill From Here.
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....for me, it's hard to pass an unbiased opinion of it, so I won't. Still hard to listen to. Old habits die hard.....to the guy conekid referred to. That was me at a '94 Desert Sky Pavilion show. (I think it's called Best Foods Mayonnaise Field now). We had a plane to catch. They played Liberty. Again. My buddy and I bolted. Looking back, we should've sparked a J. Missed flight? Ptth. Book another one.... Help On The Way-> Slipknot!-> Franklin's Tower, Spoonful, Jack A Roe, When I Paint My Masterpiece, Brown Eyed Women, Let It Grow. Set II. Easy Answers, Lazy River Road, Playin' In The Band-> Eyes Of The World-> Drums-> Space-> The Wheel-> The Last Time-> Attics Of My Life-> Good Lovin', E: Liberty Hmmm. Not bad.... https://archive.org/details/gd94-03-06.sbd.kidder.8332.sbeok.shnf
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It was pure serendipity that we were at those shows....was going back to collage in my thirties, starting to move on, new beginnings, all that. Had mostly given up on going to shows. Would go if convenient I.e., went to Pittsburgh only that tour. (Decent show!) Had been doing merch through my cousin who was in the bizz. Had been doing Ziggy shows and the 90s version of the Band. So my cousin calls up and says “hey, the Band is opening up, why don’t you guys come and we’ll get you in with your Band lammies. So we did, and not only got in, but full access, including hanging onstage during the Bands sets. It was so cool, everyone from the Dead (crept Jer) at one point was up there watching them play. At one point Bob was literally standing right behind us. Of course once the Band was done they removed us. They weren’t that into folks onstage so much by then. So we scattered for a bit and decided to meet stage left (right) side tunnel at show time. Well time comes, WTF? No one shows. So I think, maybe I have the sides mixed up....so quickest way is back through the tunnel, through back stage hall and out around the other side, so I haul ass and again, no one there? WTF?? Of course most still didn’t have cell phones yet. So I figure like the good Boy Scout I used to be, I should wait where we decided. So I start hauling ass again, back through the tunnel and start to turn into it and head for this single door gate that is the only way through this huge chain link wall at the end of the hall to the dressing rooms etc, and this giant local security guard starts to get up since I’m hauling ass, and of course we’re a, somewhat in the zone shall we say, so don’t notice until last second, just barely enough time to swerve/leep to the side, (ahhh, to still be young and agile), and just miss taking out Garcia! I swear on my dead Mommas grave!!! Jer had his head down and was chugging along cause the band was already out there. His personal guy, the big dude, shit can’t remeber his name, had sorta short black hair, wore a lot of white dress shirts, sans tie, big portly dude. Anyway, he’s behind Jer, but he sees me coming too, and his eyes get big etc,they don’t know who I’m am or WTF, remember he got death threats that tour! But the timing of the whole fiasco was why I ever got that close. Jerry was passing through that gate at just the right moment, so his guy was blocked, and the local guy was a, let’s say didn’t appear to take the job as serious.....so yeah, I came a split second away from taking him out......I often wonder what might of happened if I had plowed him over??? I’m pretty big, and at the rate I was moving, I certainly could theoretically of put him in the hospital........ I’m sure I probably would of suffered a savage beating and been banned, but just think what if he had gone in a hospital?? Those shows were really tough to watch. Like always, there were moments, but they were more and more, few and far between......nice finish though, amazing fireworks with Jimmy accompaniment! As bad as it was though, we never thought that those would be it........ Only saw a hundred something over 17 years, but I truly was blessed with incredible luck when picking shows etc. From Dark Star and TOO at 1st show, right up until going to these final shows completely unplanned, out of left field. The gods were very good to us. Say many historic and/or “firsts” etc, and only got shut out once, 3/26/88, and that was partially cause scalpers are scum and none of us was going to pay THAT much.... Sorry to ramble on, all y’all just woke up those old feelings, brought back the memories. Hopefully it was at least a decent story, actually have a few even better? Not as good as my bazzarro Jerry brother, from another realm mother, Oroboros! In fact I believe he promised us another dandy a few weeks ago? Where you be Brother?
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Gotta love Blackmores' solo after Gillians' howling, esp version from Made in Japan.
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Gotta love Blackmores' solo after Gillians' howling, esp version from Made in Japan.
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Gotta love Blackmores' solo after Gillians' howling, esp version from Made in Japan.
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but there's a Diga Rhythm Band session from 5-30-1975 in Golden Gate Park on MidnightCafe that is fantastic.Jerry sits in with 'em on Happiness Is Drumming.(sounds like some kinda Fire patch in there for a little bit...) Get some :o)
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I was lucky enough to see final show at Soldier Field. I saw a bunch of shows the last few years, and mostly enjoyed them all. Had a big group of friends together for the final run at Soldier, the first night was pretty terrible with the exception of Visions of Johanna which was exquisite. After the fireworks ended on 7/9, I said to myself "Well, see you boys in the fall". I did have a strange bittersweet feeling about the whole thing though. I mail ordered for Chula Vista later on in July and everything seemed alright. Anyway, I sat down to listen to the final show for the first time in a very, very long time tonight. As a fan of "late era Dead" I have listened to quite a bit of music from 1994 and 1995, and I must say I was pleasantly surprised when revisiting this show tonight. I enjoyed the Charlie Miller SBD. In hindsight, it's obvious that Jerry is not well, but that did not diminish the overall vibe of this particular show. It has an almost mystical feel to it. The Masterpiece, Childhood's End and Cumberland Blues are all fun and well played in my opinion. Jerry is present thoughout the set, although there are some flubs, including Weir botching Promised Land. As I sat down to listen to the second set, I was very pleasantly surprised. The Shakewdown has a very nice vocal jam in the middle, and there is an interesting little jam after it. Samson was a typical version for the time. So Many Roads needs no explanation and catapults this show into "all timer" status. What really surprised me was the band's playing on "Corinna". This was a song that was really getting it's sea legs in 1995, and Jerry and Weir do some pretty amazing stuff throughout the jam at the end. Drumz/Space was very fun. Now this might trigger some people, but I think this is the absolute best version of Unbroken Chain the original band ever played. Jerry's is taking breaks throughout, and they hit it in all the right places. As the band is coming out of Unbroken Chain, Jerry clearly wants to do Morning Dew. He does the lead in to it, but Weir cuts him off with Sugar Mags, I can only imagine how powerful that Dew would have been with it being the final show. The Sugar Mags is serviceable, and Jerry does some fun little "nana nana boo boo" licks towards the end of the song. The Prankster in him never died. The Black Muddy River is perfect and of course the Box of Rain is another "all timer". I encourage open minded heads to really listen to this show, listen to the musicianship, and Phil, Bobby, Mickey and Billy lifting Jerry up as they were about to embark on the second half of their own careers. It's really quite a magical little show. Check the tears, don't scrutinize every little flaw, but just listen and absorb and you might have your own revelations about the bands final years.
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Er...there's a great one on 4/8/71, Boston Music Hall....Truckin', Bertha, China Cat, Second That Emotion, Dark Star, St. Stephen, Cumberland, Greatest Story. Sugar Mags. Bobby high in mix, kinda cool on Dark Star....PM me if you need it. Saw them at the Knick 11th to last show.Saw last Help /Slip/Franklin. It was a great time. I was unaware of any problems. I suppose if I'd known the music better at the time I may have picked up on things. Anyway, French Roast awaits me.
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Don't worry KeithFan - you're show-calling ability when listening to a song didn't go on deaf ears. I never would have been able to nail that one, but I am known among my brothers and friends for being able to call a show (or come close) as well. Usually in 5 or 10 minutes I'll have it, or a close guess that still impresses them. It's kinda easy with them because they only have the releases, and not many of them. (And many given to them by me!) A few years ago my brother put on a show and instantly I heard Keith AND Pigpen on their respective keys, and the mix was immaculate and very familiar sounding. Within 10 seconds I blurted out "Gotta be April or May '72". He shot me a serious look, then erupted in laughter like I had just done a David Blain magic trick. I then correctly guessed "one of the Paris shows"... (total guess - E'72 shows all sound the same to me) - they still talk about it. i certainly don't always get the show right, but I usually nail the tour, or the month. When I start explaining the rationale they shake their heads like I'm a witch.
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Makes me want to drink copious amounts of kick ass coffee and start my day with 71 GD. Right on.. I could always revisit the excellent recording and energy of 12/14/71. This one is far from stale. Rock on folks.
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