August 06, 1974
Playin 1.5: Phil & Ned
Ship Of Fools
Me & My Uncle
U. S. Blues
Attendees of this show
I was only 15 but it was a great show despite the weather and the venue being horrible. But I signed up for the Fan club there and it got me tickets 4th row at the Beacon so I'll always cherish the day.
Hey wasen't this the show that got rained out on Sat. the 3rd and rescheduled for the following Tuesday? I remmber I was bummed because one of my best friends, and the guy who turned me onto The Grateful Dead (Europe 72 album)had driven up from Virginia and it was to be the first show we attended together. Unfortunatley he had to return home Sunday.
Sea Stones was soooo cool! Go Phil!
RAIN OR SHINE! RAIN OR SHINE! RAIN OR SHINE!
I remember they brought out beach umbrellas on Saturday so the band could play. That is until it started thundering and lightning. It took about 3 hours for my fingers to unshrivel I was so wet. But we came back on Tuesday and had a great time. Wasn't this the "Wall of Sound" year?
I remember this one very well. I was married on Saturday August 3rd. The show was scheduled for the 1st. I went with a friend and it was eventually cancelled as mentioned above. They did have the beach umbreallas and stuff. I remember Phil saying / apologizing that we cannot play electric gutairs in the rain. The announcement was made that they would come back on Tuesday the 6th. I actually brought my new bride with me on that day.
We spent the enitre day at the stadium, got free tickets somehow and had a blast. The Wall of Sound was incredible.
If folks recall the first attempt at getting this show was rained out. A very tweaked and soaking wet young man had to explain to his parents why he was not at his best friend's home. And yes, the Wall was truly magnificent.
During their preview of the upcoming Grateful Dead Radio channel, Sirius played this show on the night of 8/6/2007, it's 33rd anniversary.
You are quite correct, wharfratpete - this was the rescheduled show that was supposed to have taken place on Saturday, 8/3/74. And RZ12-4-71, you are right as well - the tickets did indeed say "RAIN OR SHINE"!
To be honest, I remember very little about the show itself, but my memories of the rainout day are amazingly detailed. As I sat & listened to the show listed above, I began to compose a memoir of the day that it didn't happen. I suppose I might post it here when I finish it.
It might be a while coming ... it's a LOOOOOONG story.
Is there a limit to comment length???
The simple fact that the "new right" has consistently been wrong does not mean that WRONG is the new RIGHT!
Don't sweat the length on my account anyway, mstaggerlee --people who go out of their way to moan about the word count of things posted by others in online environments aren't exactly spending their own spare time hard at work on a cure for the common cold themselves, and they pay good money to read much lengthier pieces in books, magazines and newspapers (and often so with absolutely no guarantees that they'll actually enjoy what they paid to read).
And in any case, they're always free to stop reading what's in front of them at any time, the poor dears, so screw them --and b'sides, when it comes to living memories of this whole thing, we're all we've got.
So I for one shall look forward to seeing what emerges, and I confess to some degree of curiosity with regard to how many posts it's going to require to get the whole thing up here (but promise to read them all)... ;)
I agree. I'd love to hear your tale of 8/6/74, mstaggerlee, having been there myself. I missed the SIRIUS broadcast, but I have a wonderful copy of the show in my collection. I wonder, do your memories include squeezing through the thong toward the stage in the rain. Coming to a large clearing in the crowd, where some poor soul was passed out, naked in a big puddle?
I met a DH in mid 90's here in FLA., and we've since become very close friends. He related that story to me and we realized we had been at both the shows together, oh those many years ago! We both paused at the memory and wished the best outcome for our fallen, unknown friend. Silently acknowledging that, in those days, it could have just as easily been one of us in the puddle! (If you’re out there guy, let us know you made it!)
Anyway, we made it to the stage, only to hear Phil’s apology, and make our way back to the parking lot and home. But I was back on Tuesday and doing the ole’ Grateful Dead aerobics! And all was right with the world again! Peace!
I turned 20 at this show (Jerry 31?)
I remember the ticket cost $5.50! I also remember a fellow face down in a puddle as I went to the bathroom. I remember him because he was still there when we came back!