NEMD Grateful Dead Appreciation Thread

kaya_9 said:
I was there :D Long time listener since about '88....I'm grateful I got to see them so many times before Jerry and Brent went to bigger and better. Used to see JGB with Meryl Saunders too...'dat organ.
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Really nice. Jealous but stoked for you. Yeah I got turned on after Brent passed :( ... I'm a huge Brent fan. Sounds like you all painted the sky red=D


ChickenScratch said:
Agreed, but jimmy is a million times better than George. I catch maybe one or two panic shows a year these days and that's only if they're local. I don't even really listen to mikey panic much anymore. Oh well, it was a lot of fun.
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You know CS Im pretty sure our paths have crossed. When had just come to BL I came across your handle and something in my mind instantly roared I bet this cat likes the same music as me..

Wow, you hit a grip of panic... They are who I gravitated towards once Jerry flew the coupe. Did you catch the T ride shows were the first show was utterly T stormed out.. went from bone dry to like ankle deep water in like three minutes.. so they called the show.. then came out the next night and pretty much played two shows.

I love some of this guys vids Bingo's



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Ha! I'm sure we have crossed paths. Yes, I was at those telluride shows, 03 I beleive. We were camped in town park but luckily had friends who had a condo in mountain village so we hauled ass up there with them. Never seen a rain storm like that in my life.

Yea, they played 3 sets the next night and it was like the most gorgeous day ever. That was a fun weekend.

I saw a bunch of shows that summer....Santa fe, red rocks, Vegas, Tride, Reno, salt lake.

Funny, looking back, I was really pulling for George to be good, but he was just awful.
 
Man, I'm only 22 but I wish I'd get the chance to see them live. Anyone going to their 'final 50th anniversary' show in chigago this year? Live bootlegs are the best I can get my hands/ears onto. I'd say anyone who's seem em live is truly blessed.
 
ChickenScratch said:
Solid post. I get sick of musical reviews of every damn dead show ever. I like hearing about the insanity surrounding the shows. That said, those 89 alpine shows were some of the first ones I got on tape. I wore those fuckers out. Awesome shows.

I've been to alpine once while on panic tour. It was Panic, Dylan and Phil and Friends. I drove through the night from the Kansas City show the night before, eating pressies the whole way just to stay awake. I was so spent by the time I got there and thought it'd be a good idea to eat a bunch of paper to stay awake. Almost lost my shit in the summer heat during Dylan's set, but reeled it back in for Phil's set. Fuck that god damn hill. I thought I was trying to climb out of the center of the universe during Dylan to get out of the crowd. Shit was weird, yo.
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I love those kinds of real experience stories...The show is not all there is to this experience...far from it. It's the community of a sort...ha..that was into this life. I never did a whole tour, but I was pretty much living at some on the east coast..haha. Dem' times............... I'll post one in here later..not so much about tripping but the whole experience and what we did..wrote it awhile back for a friend.

I saw WSP when they were just a tiny little band in Chapel Hill...packed into this little hole of a place...They played that long version of Low Spark and I thought my head would shoot through the roof.
 
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I would love to read that.

I'm assuming you're talking about this show....

10/20/90 Cat's Cradle, Chapel Hill, NC
1: Impossible, Rock, Driving Song > Travelin' Light > Driving Song > Rock, Worry, Holden Oversoul, Porch Song, Gimme, Love Tractor
2: Proving Ground, Dog Song, A of D, C. Brown, Pigeons, Me And The Devil Blues, Space Wrangler > Drums > Dear Mr. Fantasy, Chilly Water
E: Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys, Mr. Soul

They played Cats Cradle 10 or 15 times between 88 and 92. Very raw rock show back then. I think they really started cookin around 95, hit their peak in fall of 98 and then just leveled out and were bad ass from 98-02, then, ya know, fuck cancer. Total nostalgia act at this point, but still put on a good show.

If you lived in chapel hill and did the dead thing in the late 80's/early 90's you may very well know my cousin.
 
Or this....sorry for derailing the dead thread

11/02/92 Cat's Cradle, Chapel Hill, NC
1: A of D > Diner, Henry Parsons Died, Travelin' Light, Space Wrangler, Pigeons, Walkin' (For Your Love), Weight Of The World, Holden Oversoul > Papa's Home > Makes Sense To Me, Porch Song
2: The Last Straw > Fishwater, Driving Song > Hatfield > Driving Song > Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys > Barstools and Dreamers, Last Dance
E: Heaven > Love Tractor > Heaven
 
ChickenScratch said:
I would love to read that.

I'm assuming you're talking about this show....

10/20/90 Cat's Cradle, Chapel Hill, NC
1: Impossible, Rock, Driving Song > Travelin' Light > Driving Song > Rock, Worry, Holden Oversoul, Porch Song, Gimme, Love Tractor
2: Proving Ground, Dog Song, A of D, C. Brown, Pigeons, Me And The Devil Blues, Space Wrangler > Drums > Dear Mr. Fantasy, Chilly Water
E: Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys, Mr. Soul
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Yep..I know it was that b/c it was like 20 min/ half hour of it...the encore for sure..

Haha..Cat's Cradle used to literally be a small store front place right down the main road. Saw so many rough ass shows there..Never see Butthole Surfers on acid..or GWAR..interesting, but Im more of the easy vibe type... Then they moved to another place right down the road...that was just a bigger version. heh. Mr Fantasy was good in that show too...this was the era I liked best. Traveling Light was about my favorite from them.

Been through many phases of music..Dead, MOE, Phish, and then the band that took my life and held it since 2000...Soundtribe Sector 9.....golden age for them was about 99-2007..their music changed quite a bit from DnB jam electronica...to midi banger...with a bunch of kidzzz...used to be a real free earthy vibe during those early times though...played lots of fests..funny when something happens to the music and the crowd changes...I haven't seen that usually become better than it started <shrug>...Sorry for ramble..lit bit of teh MJ.

Where would be the 'correct' place for a Dead related anecdote...should be in a thread that would read...Fuck it..They can take it out if they want..I wrote this to a friend...we were sharing these kinds of memories:

My first one..Greensboro, NC...'88 maybe...They played some great ones there..

Well, I wasn't really aware of the enormity of the experience I was about to have-the entire lot was full of trippers and highjinks..which was great fun.Me and a friend melted on the curb for awhile watching these greeen fireworks-it was getting toward late afternoon and it was hot as hell. We watched everything go by..people w/their strange ting-tanglers and wiz--whippers..((((wannnng))) type of instruments...esp made for those special moments...

A big thunderstorm came up..and helicopters were flying over...haha..and we were looking for somewhere to run (not b/c we were scared)..and my friend- the one with the most know-how--ran me up into this huge bus...holy shit....I was back in the '60's. Big beds with people stretched out-scarves of all different colors hanging everywhere...I think I just sat down and stared...then this chick gave my friend a big ass bowl and he passed it to me..I don't think I've ever been as high as that-the acid with the weed will put you UP.

Anyway-we came out of there and headed to meet our friends. There were a few other people with us at the show-but it was basically Tom-the friend on the bus w/me-and Sarah-best friend.

We had the best camp set up ever. We didn't have a tent...and this was when you were still allowed to camp on the parking lot. We had a plan though. We found a place between the fence with a tree right across from it..tied up rope to both and threw a big ass white sheet over it. HEHE...pitched all the sides with some sticks...that was our tent. It was a fine one too...You see we had our OWN little scarves and candles and sleeping bags-everything we needed..haha. It helped that it was only one night.......this time.

It was dusk by now...show at 8..and everybody started to make their pilgrimage-ha-inside...all those noisemakers going -people yelling-real festive. But I still had no idea what I was about to experience.

It took forever to get in--tripping our asses off-crammed up against everybody else tripping, seemed like we were all just a bunch of living cells I remember thinking. We get in and it just OPENED up..into the auditorium-I can't even describe how great this felt-TOTAL awareness-Your Soul was OUT-the real You walking around with Others... Closest I can get..The hugeness of the room was just stupefying to me. Strange music just barely loud enough to be heard...all this murmuring of people...felt great.

You know-GD shows have a way of bringing out a certain..I don't even know how to describe it-down home feel-kinda like everybody lives in the mountains kind of look...everything gets really real..lol..that probably sounds ridiculous...but there it is.


I had never written about it before. It was like re-living it.

There's the rest somewhere..The one about Alpine Valley is the most fun. Maybe it needs a thread..this is Dead Appreciation though.


*Cousin's name?? I lived in Carrborro...those two kind of all blend into one place though. If you've been there, you surely went to the Cave..loved that place.
 
Lots to respond to in your post.

I've definitely seen the butthole surfers on acid and it was awesome.

Travelin Light is a JJ Cale cover, in case you didn't already know that.

I saw a lot of very early tribe.....the brandyhouse in Atlanta in the late 90's was an awesome place. I guess they were straight sector 9 back then and they actually claimed georgia instead of Santa cruz. Lots of good times and I agree, earthy feel, great crowd, loads of fun. I can't really handle them much anymore, although, I like what Ive heard with the new chick on bass. Seems like they're getting back to that funk and not so totally electronic. Yea, the scene sucks, but I don't give a fuck. It entertains me. I watch all those flat brims running around and it reminds me of myself 15 years ago and I just laugh.

I think we can all relate to this....
..The hugeness of the room was just stupefying to me. Strange music just barely loud enough to be heard...all this murmuring of people...felt great.
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It's like a hum....whether before the show or during setbreak, a hum of energy in the room. It's weird as fuck and awesome all at the same time. Good times.

I like our new n00b. Hopefully we'll get that alpine story.
 
ChickenScratch said:
Lots to respond to in your post.

I've definitely seen the butthole surfers on acid and it was awesome.

Travelin Light is a JJ Cale cover, in case you didn't already know that.

I saw a lot of very early tribe.....the brandyhouse in Atlanta in the late 90's was an awesome place. I guess they were straight sector 9 back then and they actually claimed georgia instead of Santa cruz. Lots of good times and I agree, earthy feel, great crowd, loads of fun. I can't really handle them much anymore, although, I like what Ive heard with the new chick on bass. Seems like they're getting back to that funk and not so totally electronic. Yea, the scene sucks, but I don't give a fuck. It entertains me. I watch all those flat brims running around and it reminds me of myself 15 years ago and I just laugh.

I think we can all relate to this....


It's like a hum....whether before the show or during setbreak, a hum of energy in the room. It's weird as fuck and awesome all at the same time. Good times.

I like our new n00b. Hopefully we'll get that alpine story.
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Eh...When their bassist left-the magic was gone..haha..a little before that too. Yeah they started in Athens as a little DnB band and quickly moved to jam then electronic..where they started in more with the laptops...what they can do is actually amazing...playing with loops..always blew me away how synched that was..After they stopped playing small fests and places in Asheville I stopped going to their shows.. Sad because they had been apart of my life for so long-circa 200-2004-holy shit that was good stuff.

And yes...doses and setbreak was about the most fun there ever was...Barely audible Zappa in the background or The Who once...Eminence Front...ohh

I'm a NooB ..yeah..Thanks...that means I can be here now? haha

And I'll put the story up tomorrow b/c my school has a snow day...no kidlets! ahhhh
 


im not sure if this ever got posted in this thread, but this doco is a vry interesting insight into the parking lot ppl that followed the dead to all their shows. makes me sad about the vibe of western world in general (or whole world tbh) post- 9/11, although the atmosphere of distrust and confusion and fear probably began much earlier.

i think its set around late 80s early 90s
 
If You Get Confused Just Listen to the Music Play
Scott Beauchamp/Feb 20, 2015

Up until a few years ago, when I returned home from two tours as an Infantryman in Iraq, if I referenced the Grateful Dead, the ultimate baby boomer counterculture band, it was usually as the punch line to a joke about their cult-like army of followers or the hours-long jam sessions their live shows consisted of. I never saw myself as the type of person who would listen to them.

I would have stayed the course, listening to more conventionally “cool” music, were it not for the periodic bouts of anxiety that I had brought back with me from Iraq. There was sleeplessness, hyperawareness, diffuse and undefined anxiety, and depression—the typical mélange of symptoms usually attributed to post-traumatic stress. On nights that I couldn’t sleep—and on days that I couldn’t function—I’d spend hours with music. I began with the songs that I was already familiar with—classic and independent rock mostly. But being able to sing along to tunes I knew from childhood and high school became a tedious comfort, and so, with the help of Spotify and YouTube, I began searching for more options.

Listening to pleasurable music boosts levels of an antibody associated with immunity, immunoglobin A, along with other cells that fight infections.
I don’t remember exactly when I decided on the Grateful Dead; there wasn’t a Eureka moment. I just slowly realized that they were frequently coming up in my playlists. A majority of the time that I was listening to music at all, in fact, I was listening to the Dead. They made me feel blissful, to put it simply. That may be hard to take seriously in a post-modern milieu that demands every thinking person be a cynic, but for me, healing from the experience of war, the nourishment that I received completely overshadowed any knee-jerk embarrassment.

I’M NOT THE FIRST to make a connection between the music of the Grateful Dead and psychological healing. The much-loved neuroscientist Oliver Sacks wrote about just such a connection in his New York Review of Books essay “The Last Hippie.” In it, Sacks tells the story of Greg, a young man growing up in New York City amid the heady, mind-expanding countercultural apex of the late ’60s. Greg goes about checking all of the boxes of the youth movement experience: He moves to the Village, does a copious amount of LSD, attends live performances of the poet Allen Ginsberg, and obsesses over the music of the Dead. Following a familiar trajectory, he eventually trades in his bohemianism for the New Age and joins the Hare Krishnas; as his devotion deepens, Greg’s contact with his family all but ceases. They had no way of knowing he was suffering from health issues.

When his family was finally able to visit him years later in New Orleans, Greg was completely blind and suffering from severe cognitive impairments. A benign tumor had been left to grow in his brain, wreaking havoc on his frontal lobes. His memories of the ’60s were vivid, fresh, and accessible—but he was completely unable to make new ones. Even simple musical melodies that Sacks would play for Greg were quickly forgotten. Sacks suspected that it might be good to expose Greg to music that he remembered from the past, only in a new setting, and so he took him to a 1991 Grateful Dead concert at Madison Square Garden, where, Sacks writes, Greg came alive. The frontal lobes, parts of the brain that play a role in higher functions like memory and personality, had been damaged by the tumor, leaving Greg in something of a stupor. But at the concert, Greg was thrilled, exuberant … blissful.

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ChickenScratch said:
Hopefully we'll get that alpine story.
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Found my Alpine story...:D Anybody that doesn't want to read it...just scroll past, cause it's long..and I think this is just about the first day..I'll post more of it later..I have to sift through some emails to somebody that I'd rather not..but I love my story.

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Anyway- This was in Dead phase-full swing-and they were playing for three days at Alpine Valley in Wisconsin…same place where Stevie Ray Vaughn died-helicopter hit the back of the ski lift.


It is an absolutely beautiful venue…full grown trees all around the lawn area…huuuuge lot scene-everybody tripping and doing their thing camping-peaceful-yet crazy..haha..What better combination could you get?


Anyway-I had gotten tickets for us when they had actually gone on sale at Ticketmaster…we were in Chapel Hill-and there was NOBODY buying tickets there…yay…so some of the group wanted lawn and I got seated for the last night. I had no idea where I was going to be in there-didn’t care that much tbh.


So we traveled up there non-stop in kind of a caravan of three cars packed with people-me the only female--took my car, which had a sweet sunroof-that comes into play later on-


So the other two cars go on to get a spot for the camp and we decide-being the group I told you about in the mountains-to go to get a hotel room before our jaunt. Got out there the next morning-but had to hike all our shit over to where they were-deep up in the lot…

After we get set up we go on the hunt..and later we get hooked up by our friends that were already on the lot…with a guy who puts liquid into our eyes..first time I had done that. I really don’t think words can convey how much fun this was after it kicked in and even before that...
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So after we get dosed—we go a’frolicking…and as it got toward dusk…it was the weirdest transformation of a whole area I’ve ever seen…everything got decidedly medieval looking…jokers and shit walking around…women in those frocks they used to wear …men in those waistcoat outfits…I’m telling you it had to be planned-we were just there in hippy tye-dyes, me long skirt-flowy top. .haha..It was absolutely amazing and our minds were blown…So the lot was like an entire town-of weird tripper toys making sounds …ting-tanglers and wahoo-zits….people making shit in woks…nitrous of course…a veritable wonderland of immense entertainment-I’ve never seen so many got’damn people in my life-except for Bonnaroo-upwards of 80,000 people at that..


Anyway-so speaking of losing your mind-on the first night we were there our friend Joe came back to camp and he had not slept the night we left..bad sign..yes. He was in that kind of mood that was not quite manic but he was all about finding some action…and kept going off to find where the ‘party’ was…So we’d watchhim go off and see him come back later ..sit for a while and hang out…then off like the wind..So we were a little concerned but we thought he’d come down that night and be fine..


Well…………….no. He came into the tent-we had a big ass one and had a very sweet set up-all bounding around…..and we try to get him to chill…and he does for a little-but all of a sudden he says ‘When the fireworks go off in 10 min. the party’s gonna start’…hmmmm…so we start talking and bs-ing …when after a while some fireworks go off…haha…and he was outta there like a shot…so eventually the guys went to check it out b/c they were curious as to what this was all about-wanting to get in on some of the action..ha…like there wasn’t enough going all around anyway.I was kind of glad they went and did their thing so I could just trip out on all that was passing by…

so they are off..and all of a sudden Joe appears..haha…all excited..so I’m trying to calm him down a little-gave him some tea..and ask why he’s not at the party..and so we are in the tent and he comes up and sits real close to me-which I didn’t think anything about…he was my friend and he had been really fun to be with..So he starts pointing at all the places in the tent that he saw were animals-which we did that shit all the time…he kept getting a little closer.to the point where he’s touching me..and he pushes me back a little-so at this point I was pushing back-and all of a sudden he says…’All the water here is dosed'…ha..he meant at the entire venue…so I laid back there..not really sure what to do..and then he got up and was on his way again. So for days, Joe thought all the water he could get his hands on was dosed. Much more about him later..


So the Dead were playing 3 nights…and that first show night…was SOOO much fun…we were all so excited..tripping our asses off…standing in the crush trying to get in…sooooo many people trying to get into this one area….And this was so fucking hot..so everybody in this crush is pretty much tripping too..and all the voices were running together,,,and people started getting louder and louder and things were getting pretty rowdy-like people were going to start freaking out because they were forgetting where they were…so we had bought some spray bottles with water and start shooting them all over everybody…and it like that made them come back to themselves and shit calmed down…

We are still waiting to get in…and this rainshower happens for awhile which was great…and this whole time I’ve been tripping on this guys tats…and squeezing his skin to make the skull do funny things….and then his people break out some moonshine (lol) and throwing it back you know-old style-haha…so goddamn they got drrrunkkk…as you well know alcohol and acid don’t complement each other well..they are opposites..So after the rainstorm happens there was lots of running water go by where we were at….so all of a sudden the guy with the tats pukes into the stream of water…and was laughing like hell…

man standing next to puke like that tripping would’ve made us all puke…so glad it washed right down that stream..haha..Seems like right after that we were at the entrance and going onto that lawn and laying out there on the blanket tripping my ass off with my friends was all I could ask for in life.
 
Droppersneck said:
These replacement guitarists have never done anything for me especially Jimmy.
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i don't get jimmy herring. he was so badass in aquarium rescue unit and jazz is dead, but its like the better he got technically the less inspired his playing became

i think colonel bruce was a major factor in the jimmy herring equation tbh, he needed somebody liek the colonel to pull the really inspired shit out of him
 
Well, panic isn't exactly known for being some super creative and technical band. Maybe that's why a pretty mediocre guitarist (houser) shined so much in that band. When I've seen Jimmy play with other folks at xmas jam and a few other shows around town over the past few years, he has been outstanding.

Maybe it's kinda like my golf game, I typically play better when I'm playing with people that are really good.

I don't know, that's probably over thinking it a bit. Maybe his sound just doesn't jive with panic. Houser, a lesser guitarist, fit their sound to perfection.

Either way, dude is getting paid big boy dollars now and he deserves every penny. So, good for him. Lots of n00bs dig his shit with panic, I am not one of those n00bs.
 
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