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Grateful Dead@ Colt Park, CT 1976
Great Show Great Day My 2nd year into the Dead I just turned 17
all bad vibes aside...it's a cool vintage pic. it's a little blurry but i don't think i've ever seen jerry with that axe. also the boys are standing in strange positions. it's kind of weird to see jerry off to the left, phil in the middle and bobby on the right (stage left)..
I guess it doesn't really matter...anyway...
oh wait....it's the travis bean....
I guess it doesn't really matter...anyway...
The Biker/Hells Angel security searched every last person, and confiscated all the alcohol and drugs they could find - it was brutal. They piled all the alcohol into metal trash barrels, and were seen openly consuming the confiscated alcohol in full view of all the concert goers.ile they drank their confiscated beer. They even taunted people who could not resist taking shots at these thugs. I am sure they smoked and ingested a lot of the drugs they found as well.
The vibe was ugly right from the start. We got there early and staked out a blanket spot 10 rows in front of Jerry. By the time the show started we were crushed by the late arriving crowd pushing to the front of the general admission show. I will never forget the guy, tripping his ass off, who went to the bathroom. When he returned there was no was to get back to his spot, so he started running and jumping all over people and landed smack on top of our cooler which was smashed into a million pieces. The nazi security had already removed all our beer, so no great loss, and the guy kept jumping all over people to get to the weird fence in front. Quite a few people wanted to rip the guys head off, but they were so jammed in they couldn't get to him, unless they wanted to do what he had just done.
Despite the oppressive security vibe the show was amazing, and yes Phil played solo bass for about 15 minutes working out the kinks in his new electronics. The two long sets were just packed with all my favorites. The Dead walked off the stage after playing Around and Round, and we stood around waiting for the inevitable encores. For whatever reason the Dead took their time getting back for the encores, and a lot of people had left thinking they were not going to do any encores. It was close to a 1/2 hour later that the lights came on and we too finally started moving towards the exits. Just then we heard the roar of the crowd and saw the boys come back on stage. The crowd that had left all turned around and tried to go back through the exits, but the security would not let them back in. There was a brief lull while the crowd slowly realized they were not going to be let back in, so people started climbing the fence only to have their fingers broken by the security with police batons. Some guys were hauled over the fence, beaten and arrested. At that moment the crowd started picking up rocks, sticks, and bottles and began pelting the security guards. We were stunned watching this, and almost got hit by flying bottles at which point we headed to the safety of the front to catch the encores. The riot continued unabated for the encores while the police arrived. We left by jumping over the fence in the back away from all the rioting. As we hopped over the fence we were filmed by local news who then used the clip on the 11:00 news to say we were breaking into the show!
The Deadheads got all the blame, and the asshole security nazis got away with murder! Not a great vibe for my first Dead show, but I was getting used to this after a similar experience with my first Jerry show at the Palace Theatre in Waterbury. I wil have to post that weird experience on that page when I have the time. The show left me wanting more and my next show was the famous May 8, 1977 show at Cornell. Now that was a beautiful vibe where the music and the atmosphere all came together in one glorious moment.
A good example of everything that was wrong with the Dead around this time, i.e., predictable selection, songs played at half tempo, barely any jamming, and Donna dominating the stage. Add in the gestapo police force and a generally downbeat vibe, and this officially marked the end of my love affair with the Dead.