Grateful Dead

Know I went to two of the run of three. In my mind this was one of the best ever Candyman's, Jerry's peircing leads on the bridge were the most intense. anyone else share this memorey. Poorboy

If anyone has a copy of this show and would be willing to make me a copy, please contact me! Thanks so much.

and had a preview on the 4th at the Fabulous Forum. Jerry and the rest of the boys were in rare form and having the time of their lives, coming home after a legendary spring tour. Exeptional. I still remember Phil cranking up some bombs and his efforts changed the gravitational pull in Winterland to make it a lateral push. Phil bombs were compressing my chest and lungs in time as I melted with the circus there. Some fun in those daze!!! Thanks for the reminder. take care, Tim kristyn, check your pm ;o)

I got these on tape and converted these to CDs before I knew this existed. But I saved 100 dollars.

Went to this one. Went with a couple of friends.Nothing much to write about. I do remember Phil having trouble with his bass and heard this thing which is later called "Funiculi Funicula". Left show during Uncle's. Hey I wanted to stay but my friends didn't!

This summer's run got a little crazy.We were jammin' up and down 101 from Mendocino to The City so much, I lost track of which one of these shows I missed. But I do know we missed one because we blew-up (yet another) engine on my VW bus. I ended up trading Medi-Cal stickers to a mechanic with bad teeth to rebuild this last one. Hey, the seventies were by hook or by crook! By this time, I was a lean and healthy hippie sharecropper, with the world by the tail (so I thought), little did I know . . . Nothing super memorable about these shows, we were all getting a little tired. But wait, the best is just around the corner . . . Later, JiJi

These three shows are all smoking in my mind they are the encore from the long spring tour that just ripped up the country. So many great shows threw the winter and spring of 77.

Just Winterland alone is a great year. let alone all the other amazing shows sandwiched around all these Winterland shows.3/18/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA terrapin Station [11:15] > At a Siding [3:38] 3/19/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 3/20/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 6/7/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 6/8/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 6/9/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA One of the very best Jerry vocals during Franklins. at the 12 minute mark in case anyone wants to check it out. " COME ON COME ON " 12/27/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 12/29/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA Bertha [6:48] > Good Lovin' [5:51] ; It Must Have Been The Roses [7:02] ; Sunrise [3:41] ; Playing In The Band [16:15] > China Cat Sunflower [5:35] > I Know You Rider [5:18] > China Doll [7:32] > Space [1:43] > Drums [3:58] > Not Fade Away [8:43] > Playing In The Band [4:20] REALLY? This just does not let up 12/30/77 Winterland Arena San Francisco CA 12/31/77

Weir was having trouble with his onstage rig, to the point where he aimed a kick at the offending equipment. The rest of the group played this bouncy little Italian number to further tease him and amuse the audience. The next night my buddy called out a request for "Funiculi Funicula," and you could tell who had been at the first show by whether they laughed or not.

Weir was having trouble with his onstage rig, to the point where he aimed a kick at the offending equipment. The rest of the group played this bouncy little Italian number to further tease him and amuse the audience. The next night my buddy called out a request for "Funiculi Funicula," and you could tell who had been at the first show by whether they laughed or not.

The day one of my dearest friends was born. A pint sized gal with a heart as big as the Southwest where she was born and raised.

By the way, one of my favorite box sets.

The spring of 1977 was a heady time. Not only did I get to catch the Dead on 5/4/77 at the Palladium in NYC and then just a few days after that on 5/7/77 at Boston Garden, I also got to watch as my apartment building burned to the ground about a week later!

Being suddenly without a lot of possessions changes you, at least for a while. So realizing I had nothing better to do (having dropped out of college only a week before), I decided to head out to California to see what I could see.

My wanderings brought me to Kansas City a week or so later, where I learned that the Dead were planning a 3-night stand at the Winterland in San Francisco in just two weeks. I went to a Ticketron outlet and snagged seats for the second night, 6/8/77 and continued my way to SF

I found SF to be a really fun city. To make money, I hung around Fisherman's Wharf and sold soapstone carvings I'd made. It was enough cash to keep me going and I met some new friends while I was doing that.

On the afternoon of 6/7/77, one of my new friends wandered over to where I was selling my stuff. She asked me if I was going to catch the Dead that night. I told her I had a ticket for the 6/8/77 show, but not for that night.

"Let's go get you one then!" she said as she pulled me along to the bus station. I protested, arguing that the show had to be sold out already. She laughed at me and then gently explained that Bill Graham always left a few hundred tickets at the door to be sold a couple hours before show time. Sure enough, when we got to the Winterland, there were tickets being sold at the window and I bought one.

We went inside and discovered that Bill Graham was on-stage with a mic in his hand, calling out relay races that were being held on the floor. Teams of folks from different cities were there in an informal round-robin tournament, competing for free tickets to the next night's show. It was a fun time and Graham seemed to be having a ball calling the races, urging on the runners, and hyping up the crowd.

In between races, I went back into the Winterland lobby just as a horde of motorcyclists came roaring up to the front entrance. They began unloading themselves and what appeared to be an endless supply of cases of beer. It was the Hell's Angels. Bill Graham's security people went out to tell them that they couldn't bring the beer inside.

"It's okay" said one of the bikers as he hefted a couple cases under his arms, "Jerry says it's alright."

No it wasn't, the security people responded quietly. You can't bring beer into the Winterland.

"Well then" said the same biker, "Then Bill says it's okay."

Realizing that a riot with 40 or so angry Hell's Angels was going to put a real damper on the evening, the security people backed off and welcomed the Angles in. The Angels for their part happily offered free beer to the security people (and to anyone else who was around) and peace reigned supreme.

It was an excellent evening already and the band hadn't even taken the stage