Grateful Dead

Cold Rain And Snow was a traditional tour-opening song in the early 90's, and it could hardly have been more ironic than out in the desert, although I think it did rain a bit before the show started. . . Well, it definitely did rain before one of the three Vegas 93 shows, but I can't seem to recall which. ". . . Music is the best!" (fz)

Vegas is the perfect location for the Dead. Surrealism abounds, and 60,000 Dead Heads are easily absorbed!

It did rain the first show in vegas, cooled everyone off just before the Dead came on. I remember Jerry was watching at the back of the stage while Sting was playing.

this was the show with a brilliant thunderstorm right before the show. There were still nice displays of lightning during CR&S that seems to go along with the music. The whole stadium was oohing and aahing and cheering. What a great way to start the show! He said he was an artist but he really painted billboards

I've been playing cold rain and snow since I was fourteen years old. ( by my math over 40 years ) Been to a lot of dead shows & although some of the shows I've seen have it in the set list, this was the first time I heard the dead do it live. It was as y'all have said, eerie, ominous and threatening I have pictures to post soon that show that sky! Sting was fantastic. Oh, and I also saw Ian Anderson play Bouree! But that was in 2006. He must have finally gotten tired of hearing me.

I remember the rain, the clearing up of it, dancing my F'N but f to Scartlet/Firewhen I flew from Monterey Ca, where lived for this set of shows, I Remember the flight attendent saying "no dancing on in the iles on the plane" from the connecting America west flight from San jose to Vegas

Drove over 1000 miles with a few hr nap, the day after finishing semester final exams, set up camp @ Lake Meade, slid into Vegas in the heat and all, only a few miles North of the bowl of silver. Stopped at a kwik-e-mart to get a map of town which they didn't have and some local decides to have some fun with the deadhead, gives me directions to loop completely around the town starting to the North, took over an hour, during which drive the clouds roll into town, my first visual fix of the Bowdbowl just as the lightning hits the rim of it, seeing another jolt throwing sparks from a lightpole in the lot, water bumper deep in the roadway from downpour. There's me thinking "holy shit I just drove a thou to get here and now I'm not so sure I wanna be here", looking at the drenched people with a finger in the air, thinking "shouldn't have any trouble getting rid of today's tickey", but hell, it's the Dead, it's the desert, how long can it last? Chiding myself for lack of faith...Sun came out, made it into show where things promptly heated up. The next morning read in the paper how the golf course across the road from the sambowl had some golfer got struck by lightning as it hit the tree he was urinating on...at that point he was expected to survive but as it turns out (my theory is that when he found out what he lost) a few days later he got dead... So, what's the moral of the story? Don't golf? Don't piss on trees during a lightning storm? Don't give up hope? Don't fry your weiner off? Don't look for morals in stories?

I think this is where Deadheads started getting outta hand on the strip and elsewhere. The shows were awesome. I recall some psycho-tropic lighting from Candice during Corrina- at least that really stuck in my mind. This song held much promise but I don't think it got the attention from the band that it deserved. Awesome outro-jam. Next year 'heads wouldn't be so welcome.

Last year stayed at Mirage, this year stayed at Sands. wild fun in the desert. Thanks to the raver who gave me a ride back to the strip after i lost my folk. Good fun seeing the Rads at the aladdin too!

I have never seen lightning hit the ground that close to me than at this show...it was wild! Going to Vegas to see the Dead was one of the things my wife and I missed most after Jerry left us. Those were good times.

You could see the storm coming from behind the stage. As soon as it arrived at the stadium, the storm split and went around the venue and the sun came out over the crowd. Cold, Rain, and Snow was the song the band played. Wow was all I could think of at the time.

rite when they sang "if the thunder dont get u the lightning will" a bolt hit a tapers mic rite on cue! :) saw this happen again in eugene 94.

I remmemer the lightning before the show. I was on the floor and the lightning storm was all around the stadium. There were some pretty close strikes but one hit the lighting towers with a pretty loud bang. For a few seconds there was total silence and when everyone realized they survived there was a giant roar the party was electrified. Pretty intense. This was an okay show the Scarlet-Fire was pretty fiery. By the end of the show I was on the floor again for the last 4 songs. Plenty of dancing room on Phil's side. I fought the law!!!

was an incredible show for me and a friend who had come to his very first show...and what a show it was! started about 4 back from the stage in front of bobby and as he sang a fav, queen jane approx i was telling elvis how he's not smiling...me, grinning hugely at him..just then, we made eye contact and that gorgeous smile beamed across his face! elvis had to pick me from the clouds!!! then we went up top and watched as a truck (tire) got zapped by that lightening bolt and proceeded to burn....was recognized by someone from the year before that called out my name...trippy cuz i didn't have a clue who HE was! LOLthen how about the 7 rainbow stripes that appeared when the rain broke in the sky along with a red-baron type plane doing loop-de-loops over the stage and a huge blue mattress kite flying in the back....was truly a sight to see, and was even in wharf rat style that day!!!! one of the best shows i've ever attended, and the MOST memorable! thanks universe! ~roche

I remember a great marshmallow fight that went on for 30-40- minutes! After throwing them back and forth - we were on the left side bleachers throwing them into the floor standees, and they were throwing them back! After being in the 100 degree heat it got real interesting at the end when the mallows got a little sticky. I saw one poor blonde girl w/ beautiful long hair get pelted right on the top of her head. After the crowd saw that she started getting bombarded - we were all wasted so watcha gonna do? The rainbow was incredible - I actually used to have a great picture of that, haven't seen it for years. Never saw Sting once - or any other opener for that matter. Too much fun outside!

Had back stage passes for this one...thinking i could go anywhere...oops...they are not all access passes..oh well went to a few places i wasnt supposed to go...saw stings dressing room...back behind the stage there were kegs flowing...and got to get upclose to the front without too much hassle...

I was about to go into my first year in college after graduating high school. I was a techno and industrial DJ since 14. My buddy got me into jazz and jam band music after growing up loving punk and industrial music like Psychic TV, Iggy Pop, Bauhaus Siouxsie etc.. But I was a 14 year old kid DJing industrial and techno. And made a bit of a name doing it. My buddy I worked with in a video store was managing an up and coming jam band from Oklahoma, and convinced me to go on tour with them, offering me the opportunity to be the warm up DJ at shows. I packed my records and eventually played my records in Dallas, Kansas City, Boulder and Denver. These happened to be Phish shows. A couple months later I was camping in the desert with a massive radar on the hill above us in Nevada, because Lake Meed was full. This was the first day before my first of 3 days at Sam Boyd in 1993. Rolling into the long road leading to the parking lot in our shitty VW Fox covered in stickers feels like a childhood memory now, right before you learned Santa was not real. We arrived in the parking lot the day before the first show. I hadn't yet been to burning man, which happened 10 years later, and I later tried my best to reconcile the two experiences with those burners who never experienced the Grateful Dead parking lot for these week long shows. Futile to this day. For 5 days we never returned to our campsite up in the hills. In most part to the long strip of acid we all purchased from a short, grizzled, leather wearing biker man as soon as we arrived. I think it was 15 dollars but it looked like 15 inches of tabs which we ate that day. Wildly enough I remember so many documentary worthy vignettes that took place along the next three days of non-stop psychedelia, and had my 8mm camera documenting the ebbs along the way. Between not eating the kind burritos being sold in camps, playing my didgeridoo in multiple camp jams in the evenings, and being hollered at by "hippy girls" that were prolly 2 years older than me for stealing their souls with my camera, the show had some magical moments, including the moment when it rained during looks like rain and the now clearly synchronized Fire on the Mountain as the sun set over the Vegas mountains. Then I stood still and received 3rd degree sunburns while tripping balls without realizing the damage for 3 days. On a positive note, I was pulled over by 5 police cars while driving home over the hoover damn, still tripping balls, and somehow managed to talk my way out of it over an hour long experience with multiple police questioning us and searching the car for drugs we had long taken and were gone.. Clearly pulled over driving my friend's VW covered in Dead stickers, and clearly exploited white privilege by talking my way out of being arrested while tripping. We made it back to OK safe and in my bed at my parent's house. Im unclear what the moral of the story is here, but in the spirit of the Dead, Goth and Techno music, I kept my mind open, put myself in uncomfortable situations, and created a life experience that I built on and makes me happy to this day.