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Shoreline 89

I was out so I sat down next to what looked like a tribe gathering and partook of their splif. The GD came out and jerry was jammin but I all of a sudden I needed to get out of there. I thanked my benefactors and went to the beer garden area. I sat down to collect myself and slow my racing mind, One minute everyone was bustling around and the next they were frozen in step. Time had stopped. I stood and began walking around them. I barely bumped into someone but it was like we hit hard and the spell was broken and everyone started moving again, or more correctly - I shifted back into "normal" time. After that I walked up to where the show was going on and looked in at the crowd. Amazingly, they all, 20000 or so people, turned and looked at me as if to say "Did you GET IT?" I shouted back, I GOT IT! What IT was is that this space and time we live in is just a perspective and there are many other ways of looking at the world.

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9/16/91 MSG

I was first turned on to the Dead when I was 13 in 1988 - Uncle John's Band off Workingman's really grabbed me. I didn't get to attend my first show until 1991 Garden run and that was it. It was the first night I had ever seen the Dead and the first night I had ever done quite a few other things and I was hooked. From that point forward I saw them every chance I could get and it really shaped a lot about my values and personality. In 1994 I took my Dad to a show becasue he wanted to see what my brother and I were so excited about and where we were always going. It was a great thing to share with him and on some level the Dead brought us closer together. I went through a really bad time with drugs but the Dead stayed constant in my life and now I am 8 years sober...but I am still a fanatical Deadhead. I always told everyone that it wasn't about the drugs - it was about the music and the Spirit. I removed the drugs...but the Dead are still a constant in my life and are still at least 75% of what I listen to.

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you all are lucky

Terrapin4203 is not me I walked into my cuzs room this was on,reading all of yaulls tour memories is great for a 30 year old like me.I never got to see the 6 on stage together,my first show was going to be on 10/15/95 in cali,was going to be the greatest thing I had ever done I just knew that in my heart.8/9/95 we all know what happened!The most disheartning thing people loved Elvis I know that but I dont think they had the passion like heads had for Jerry I wasnt alive when elvis died but still dont think it could hold a candle to barage barage of tears our community let out.{sorry side tracked}my first show was Ratdog 12/04/95,welnik on keys,Wasserman on bass,Kelly on the harmonica,Lane on drums,third row is were I sat and it was heaven but tears still fill my eyes,jerry is like a grandpa only seen on pictures fam tells ya he was a good man but never met him,but unlike gramps jerry left recordings {thanks
bear and dick}And I love all you heads who had the chance but must admit I enjoyed the futher tours and Phil and Friends and rat dog tours may themusic never stop Jase

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My first, Aug 6, 1967

1967?

I was a mere stripling of 16 then. I remember that show like it was yesterday. Me and my incipient-hippie friends decided to catch the Jefferson Airplane (who I was really into then, [as I am today]) and the Dead at a free outdoor concert, as the Dead were wont to give back in '67. We arrived about noon, when the free concert was suppose to begin. The Dead opened. I was intrigued by the look of this gang of ugly misfits. ;-D I was also intrigued by the music, though it would take a week for the music to sink in.

Man, what a scene!!!! Hippies as far as the eye could see, and as far as I was concerned it was heaven, for an incipient hippie!!! The gang I was with were all high-school buddies, and no one wanted to let on that the other was smoking weed! ;-) So I moved away from my friends, so I could catch a passing joint. I purposely avoided the passed jugs of Kool-Aid, though! ;-D The Airplane were throwing out small buttons that were marked "Jefferson Airplane Loves You". I got one, but lost it years ago. :-(

Man, what glorious memories!

For a young, eager incipient hippie, that was certainly life-changing!

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life changing memories

I was at the US festival Labor Day weekend 1982 to see the Police and Fleetwood Mac. I didnt even know untill I got there that the Dead were on the bill. Seems Uncle Bobo fit them in at the last minute. So that was the "1st one" It was'nt life changing at the time, but I would come to thank my stars I got to see what "it" was about.

I "got it" in 1987 when I went to see Dylan in Anahiem and of course he was doing the "Dylan & Dead" thing that summer.Walking through the parking lot and being altered I understood our community. I listened to the 87 NYE show on KLOS in LA and knew that I needed to be a part of that sceene. Life happened and it would be a year untill another show for me.

My friends and I got tix for the Long Beach shows in 12/88 and Ive been on the bus since.
Most of the 12/88 shows I can only remember parts of. I have put that on the shows threads here.

The worst experience (yes we've been here) was at Starlake (Burgettstown, PA) 92. I got some bad shrooms and went to rock med to find out I was in bad shape. I made the call to leave in the 2nd set and as the ambulance pulled out, I could hear Vince sing..."Its a long,long,long,long way to go home"... Realizing this was my wakeup call to be done with all that, I got on the next flight (after the night in the hospital) and made the Chicago shows. When the time came to get that dropper again, I thought twice, smiled, and let my neighbor smile more...

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Sun Came Out

Was never into saving stubs, nor do I remember the exact dates of all of the shows I saw-was more just into the whole experience than the fine details, BUT two highlights were Brent's last show, where my friend and I were thanking our lucky stars that we caught that one (same year as Stevie Ray Vaughn's helicopter crashed into the hill at Alpine Valley. Was at HIS last show too with the same friend as at Brent's last show, any my show buddy and I almost decided that we should stop seeing concerts before more artists died), and one fine evening in Alpine Valley (I think) in the mid/late 80's when it started to pour. Crowd was sort of bummed, but kept on dancing. Then the summer evening shower was over as suddenly as it began, and the sun came out. Band switched immediately into Sunshine Daydream, and the world was great!

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It was my first show and I was hooked.

"Beer is Living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."
Benjamin Franklin

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Las Vegas 1991

Santana was opening for the Dead. Two concerts in the middle of the blazing hot Las Vegas summer, held at the UNLV football stadium, during which time a wind storm blew dust all over everyone - making the lives of those who wore contact lenses a living hell!

We were up near the front towards the left of center - right where both Carlos Santana and Jerry played - we were close enough to watch their fingers working the strings. Towards the end of the first set a young lady next to me passed out and collapsed on the ground. She wasn't breathing. Her boyfriend was horribly scared. Fortunately there was a dude standing right there who was a veterinarian, he turned her on her side and hit her back and got her to breathe. But she was still unconscious and her face was a bright blue - totally freaky! I pulled my poncho vest off and held it above her to give her shade while several people crouched down around her to swathe her face in t-shirts dipped in cold water. The vet ran to get help.

As we were waiting for the medics to show up, Garcia came to the front of the stage and announced that their old friend Carlos Santana was going to come onstage and play with them. And so he did. They started playing "Bird Song". Jerry came over and looked down on us - we were very visible to him. He played his guitar and sang into the mic and looked right directly at the unconscious girl's boyfriend and me holding my poncho above her. He sang:

"Don't Cry Now, don't you cry, don't you cry any more...
"Sleep in the stars, don't you cry, dry your eyes on the wind...
"La la la laaaaaaa...."

And man, that is exactly what I started to do! I started to just cry my frikkin eyes out! Jerry was being soooo compassionate and soooo concerned about what was happening there to us. I could feel the warmth coming from him as he sang to us to be cool, relax, wait, and it'll all be okay...

A few minutes later the medics showed up, pushing their way through the crowd with a stretcher. They got the girl on it and she and her boyfriend disappeared forever from my life (I never knew their names or who they were). At that point the song ended, and so did the first set. I sat down and looked at the little puddle of white puke, and I told my friends that I had to go spend some alone-time by myself. I arranged to meet up with them later.

I ended up waaaayyyy up in the bleachers of the stadium - where it wasn't so crowded. I came across a group of about a dozen girls all dressed in hippie clothing and sitting in a circle chanting a beautiful chant together. I knew this was where I needed to be. So I sat near them, tucked my head into my knees and let it all come out. I cried very hard for about 3 or 4 minutes, just letting go of all that tension.

Then the Dead came back out for the second set, and started tuning up their instruments. The girls quit chanting. I wiped off my face and stood up. And then, one by one, those chanting girls came over to me and each one gave me a huuuuuge and beautiful hug - no words - no trips. They each just hugged me and gave me good sweet beautiful juice energy. And then went back to dance for the second set.

And I said to myself: "This is why I come to these shows..."

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Each and every show attended had memories Some good some bad The ones that really stick out were 7/2 and 7/4 87 Drove during the night on 7/1 to Rochester and got there early morning had to wait till 9:00am to check into the hotel had a good show met some friends from tour and other townies The fun began on the ride back to Wally world We had stopped off at a rest areas near the CT border on the Pike Saw several other heads hanging out etc They were on the way to Foxboro for the Dead /Dylan show I told them I lived in the next town and only few minutes away soon I had twenty vehicles following me down the pike to the front gate of the stadium I said my goodbyes and told them I would hopefully see them the next day The next day I had my local friends people from PA, NJ , NH, NY, and CA staying at my parents house in total 70 people that lived as a community. We had tents floor space microbuses cars and trucks and a trailer those out of state friends were treated to my towns display of fireworks the night before the show and they stated they never seen nothing like it in their towns but the thing was not only were my parents astonished but so were the neighbors and a relative who just happened to be there for the good old fourth of July Two of my friends played acoustic guitars and my neighbor joined them playing some CSNY tunes for the folks that I had gathered I was stoked my dead head community was stoked it was by far one of the best dead times I had in my life and one that I will never forget Peace to my brothers in sisters; for those I still hang with, those who we have lost along the way, and those I meet along the path of the never ending journey. At least I am still enjoying the ride The CAT

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JGB September 1989

JGB...Great Woods, Mansfield, MA...September ??, 1989.

That was the one I still think about the most. There was one moment when someone blocked my view for a few seconds, and my entire world came crashing down. But he moved away, and everything was alright again. That was a close one.

(in hindsight, I think I was bothered more by the change in accoustics, rather than the view).

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