Ive got a real nice photo on my "dead-room" wall of that day with Jerry grining with Neil next to him *while they played that tune). I was in the masses of people on the field that day too.
Forever Young - Oh yea - that was a tear jerker!
was Neil Young doing Long May You Run, which usually makes me weepy anyhow.
Growing up, I never knew who Bill was until I went to the "A Conspiracy of Hope For Amnesty International" show at the Omni in Atlanta in 1987. Bill was there with bells on and put on a great event.
PS: The night Bill died, I was seeing the Alman Bros @ Lakewood Amph. in ATL. I heard the news on my way home.
Luckily, the tapes were quick spreading throughout the land. Fogerty - Green River - very nice.
the Bill memorial in the park was an amazing good scene too, considering the sadness of the occasion.
Having made the trek to both coasts. I've found the BGP shows to have been more special IMHO.
I think it's true, though I never saw any East Coast shows. Particularly in the days before the scene got huge and crazy, there were some really nice scenes out here. Hell, it was even sorta cool camping in the horse barns in Ventura.
also, we had Bill Graham out here, and it cannot be exaggerated what a difference that made. E.g., the 87 Red Rocks shows were Barry Fey, and as I've posted elsewhere, his security seemed heavily recruited from the local chapter of Young Nazis and I'll never forget seeing them pull some hippies out of their van and start beating them. Several days later were the Telluride shows, and they were Bill's. (He had a house there.) Not only did you have Bill running around in his usual manner taking care of biz, you had Clide Williams, who'd been flown out for the occasion so everyone would Have Their Tickets Out and Ready. (Actually, half of BGP had been flown out for the occasion. It was really old home week.)
Sigh. I miss Clide. Even if he did have a great funeral.
i really envy all you heads from the left coast. i know the grass is always greener, etc, but it seems like the scene is/was so much better out there. "never been so i'll have to go"""
nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
... So I put all the negitive vibe behind me (or at least on the other thread) and I remember the fun times...
The UCB shows. Hiking through Tilden park...smiling hard... Sitting ontop of "tight-wad" hill watching the sunset and listening to the band on the radio while they played below.
Walking around Mtn View and talking with all the cool folks. Camping out in the park behind Shoreline and having such a good time.
Watching the LA Harbor before and after the Long Beach shows. Walking along the marina dreaming of the day when I could own one of those yachts. Singing Ship Of Fools at the top of our lungs. Getting a hug from that gal and being handed that cookie with a big smile....Furthur...
finding yourself alone on I5 somewhere around Barstow, pulling over to take care of business and having a fellow travler (going to cal expo) stop to make sure were OK...
CalExpo camping...nuff said...
Smile smile smile...
nice story, marye.
way back when, with a flat tire, blown tube, dropped transmission (3 separate incidents, luckily all from different tours) on the side of the road, a bus/car full of helpful heads stopping to help us get back on the road.
stuff like that, which was just so 'normal' was always a special part of the scene.