• Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum - June 1, 1991

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  • Shakedown Street
    Walkin' Blues
    Bertha
    Greatest Story Ever Told
    Candyman
    Queen Jane Approximately
    Deal

    Picasso Moon
    Foolish Heart
    Playin' in the Band
    Uncle John's Band
    drums
    space
    I Need a Miracle
    Black Peter
    Throwin' Stones
    Not Fade Away

    One More Saturday Night

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    TinTeardrop
    3 years 6 months ago
    My First Show!

    So, I was raised by a DeadHead father. One of my earliest memories is riding in his truck listening to his cassette of the Skull & Roses album. My own interest in the band waxed and waned growing up, and my dad decided to take me to my first show when I was 14.

    I wish I could say that it was an incredibly magical experience, but I honestly don't remember too much about the show. I loved wandering the parking lot before going in - that was really cool. We had seats on the field, and I remember folks rushing down from the stands at one point. I mostly remember being really happy they played Bertha, as it was a song I was most familiar with, and singing along to the chorus of I Need a Miracle.

    I remember the times we drove up to Vegas to see them a little more clearly. Once when Steve Miller opened, and the other when they had Sting as an opener (that was pretty wild).

    Anyway, my dad passed away a few years ago, and I nabbed a bunch of his Dick's Picks CDs. I don't know what happened to his live cassettes (I'm ashamed that I think we ended up throwing them because none of us had a cassette player anymore). It's been nice thinking about this show, I'd like to listen to it. Hopefully I can track down a copy somewhere.

  • duppy
    2 years 9 months ago
    enjoy...

    https://archive.org/details/gd91-06-01.sbd.barbella.6020.sbeok.shnf/gd9…

  • RayDad
    12 years 8 months ago
    Hot Day.. funky vibes
    Reading the previous comments reminded me of that "trip". I remember it was unusually hot that day. It is always a little strange going to a show right smack dab in the middle of a major city. We parked on the grass at Natural History Museum and headed into the Coliseum. The LA Police were the security and they were being harsh on searching people coming in . I remember looking at these trash cans filled with everything you can think of... from food , water to beers...glass pieces and bags of buds. Once past the gates it was no better... cops everywhere. You HAD to go to your designated area. When the crowd tried to rush the floor it was actually a sad scene. I saw police swinging their billy clubs trying to hit the crowd as they rushed past and the unfortunates who they connected with. Once Bill Graham calmed the situation it eased up a little... but the vibe was there. No fun at all. Just a straight ahead show.The only semi funny thing that day was chilling near the back gate... a car rambles up.. words are exchanged.. security still shaking his head saying they can't come in. Jack Casady gets out of the car as if to say ... "Dude.. really? It's me" They finally let him in.
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setlist
Shakedown Street
Walkin' Blues
Bertha
Greatest Story Ever Told
Candyman
Queen Jane Approximately
Deal

Picasso Moon
Foolish Heart
Playin' in the Band
Uncle John's Band
drums
space
I Need a Miracle
Black Peter
Throwin' Stones
Not Fade Away

One More Saturday Night
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I parked in some guys yard for a high price. The show wasnt that great and my highlight was BG's speech confirming the same. I think the party that went on outside in the park was better....
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Overall bad vibe by cops in the parking lot carried over to theshow. Got turned on to some strong pot brownies which somehow lessened the vibe a bit. Bad heartburn from the brownies though.
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My plan was to propose to my future wife at this show. I bought the ring,and planned to do it between sets. Then I got too antsy the week before and proposed at home a week before the show. Good thing too, because that show was like a weird police-state inside. Massive deployments of cops on the field after hundreds flooded past overwhelmed security guards during Shakedown. Years later, the wife is glad I didn't use that venue to propose!
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So check this out. This wasnt a funny story then but I have come to laugh at it now. I wasnt going to go to this show but my friend begged and pleaded so at the last minute we go. We get downtown and find parking right across the Coliseum. We didnt have tickets so we immediately find a scalper and he sells us 2 3rd row seats for like $40. Come to find out one was 3rd row the other was 13th row. Fortunately I grabbed the 3rd row ticket. Anycase - We hit the parking lot and I buy this bag of killer shit and I go to sit down and roll one. So I tell my friend David to watch out for me because cops were everywhere. So I roll a big fat one of this hydro and I mean a big fat one and I stick it under my leg while I go to roll another one. As I am preparing the next paper I look up and there is 2 cops standing over me. I was like what the fuck? Well the cops see this hydro and basically keep it and tell me to walk. I was so interested in the pot I was trying to negotiate a deal with them! lol....they basically said jail/fine kicked out of the coliseum or walk. So I walked but managed to keep the big fat one I rolled. So I am walking and light it up and my friend asks for a hit! Can you beleive that shit? I was like Hell No! This joint cost me $75....it was good though and my seat was awesome right next to a pretty thing who had alot of hash. So I made out that day! Sadly this was my very last show.....
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Reading the previous comments reminded me of that "trip". I remember it was unusually hot that day. It is always a little strange going to a show right smack dab in the middle of a major city. We parked on the grass at Natural History Museum and headed into the Coliseum. The LA Police were the security and they were being harsh on searching people coming in . I remember looking at these trash cans filled with everything you can think of... from food , water to beers...glass pieces and bags of buds. Once past the gates it was no better... cops everywhere. You HAD to go to your designated area. When the crowd tried to rush the floor it was actually a sad scene. I saw police swinging their billy clubs trying to hit the crowd as they rushed past and the unfortunates who they connected with. Once Bill Graham calmed the situation it eased up a little... but the vibe was there. No fun at all. Just a straight ahead show.The only semi funny thing that day was chilling near the back gate... a car rambles up.. words are exchanged.. security still shaking his head saying they can't come in. Jack Casady gets out of the car as if to say ... "Dude.. really? It's me" They finally let him in.
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So, I was raised by a DeadHead father. One of my earliest memories is riding in his truck listening to his cassette of the Skull & Roses album. My own interest in the band waxed and waned growing up, and my dad decided to take me to my first show when I was 14.

I wish I could say that it was an incredibly magical experience, but I honestly don't remember too much about the show. I loved wandering the parking lot before going in - that was really cool. We had seats on the field, and I remember folks rushing down from the stands at one point. I mostly remember being really happy they played Bertha, as it was a song I was most familiar with, and singing along to the chorus of I Need a Miracle.

I remember the times we drove up to Vegas to see them a little more clearly. Once when Steve Miller opened, and the other when they had Sting as an opener (that was pretty wild).

Anyway, my dad passed away a few years ago, and I nabbed a bunch of his Dick's Picks CDs. I don't know what happened to his live cassettes (I'm ashamed that I think we ended up throwing them because none of us had a cassette player anymore). It's been nice thinking about this show, I'd like to listen to it. Hopefully I can track down a copy somewhere.