It was billed as the Groovy UV show. A local fraternity house had a big sheet up that read, "DEADHEADS GO HOME". Funny guys. We went home - after rippin' that town up. Vermont is difinitely granola. The arena was a small basketball gym. Lots of fun.

Dougles

While this was an unusual show it ranks among my favorites. Not only because it was on my home turf, but because it was high energy and several times rose to the brink of disaster, but returned, just in time, to a controlled madness. Maybe you know was a bit of a clusterf*ck with everyone eventually leaving the stage and leaving Brent alone to flounder through, but the dew and the entire first set were all really fantastic! After the show we walked to our favorite bar and had cold brew and some food. It was slightly surreal after so many shows of getting back into the car and driving for hours or camping or heading to a hotel. My friend Keith was ticketless, but his twenty dollar bill allowed him entry. We still consider this to be one of the overlooked jewels of the Dead's solid run through the 80's. Maybe a Dick's Picks for the future.