May 08, 1977
General Admission: $7.50
Set List:New Minglewood Blues
They Love Each Other
Brown Eyed Women
Dancin' in the Streets
Fire on the Mountain
Not Fade Away
One More Saturday Night
Attendees of this show
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Betty Boards rule!
Yesterday I had the opportunity to spend several hours driving in my car with another guy from work. He is too young to have ever attended a Dead show but he is a big WSP fan and said he thought the Dead were "cool too." I happened to have the CD of this show with me so I popped in the second set. He was grooving to the tunes and saying things like "they were pretty good" etc. When they got yo St Stephen>NFA his jaw dropped open and he sat there with his eyes bugging out.
It was really fun watching the light go on in his head.
This too was my first show. I was 16. My brother attended CU. I came up from Jersey for the weekend with my sister. I happened to catch Robert Klein's show on the Cornell campus the night before. It was a true epiphony for me seeing the Dead for the first time. That was it for me. I saw 2 more shows that year. By the time the 80s rolled around I was going to almost every show there was. I still consider myself a late bloomer having missed the early years with Pig and all those Roosevelt shows. I did my best to make up for it by seeing 726 Dead shows in the time that remained. The 80s were my 60s. Still great memories of this night.
It was not too long ago i found out that the concert my friend Joe klose invited me to, was an historic Dead event. I had recently been introduced to the Dead by Joe and his girlfriend Colleen (seems like the Dead were the only records he owned!) We were living together in the village of Delhi, in the catskills, ny. when he surprised me with an invitation to ride with them to the barton hall concert!
I will forever be Grateful to Joe for this incredible experience, my one and only Grateful Dead concert. The whole nite was like one long beautiful dream, including the drive(float) back home. It is a dream i enjoy revisiting! Thanks Joe!!! brent
Mayor of Ithaca declared the 30 th anniversity as a Dead Day with an event downtown on the outdoor mall area. I sent a Cd of the show to my son, Cornell 2007, and he played it for his baseball team mates and friends that night. There for graduation and walked into Barton Hall. heard the music in my head and imagined Bobby telling everyone to "move back" to ease the crush on the stage. We played the whole show at a party that night at his house a block from Collegetown Bagels. Other team parents, girlfriends, and players all bought into the vibe.
Dancin in the streets... 5/8/77..... Ahhhhh You just can't fuçk with this song, this show. This has to be the greatest example of The Hose fully on. You don't need drugs to be high with shows like this to listen to. WTF!?!?! It is impossible for humans to play like this! Guitars can't sound like this. Bands can't hook up this tightly. Its a miracle. Jerry and the boys are Aliens. 'Nuff said.
I have pinpointed the moment when the shite hits the fan to the 8:32 mark.
Fuçk!!! Why was I only 7 years old? I should have made it to that show. WTF. Thanks, mom. This song OWNS so much, I can listen to it 15 times in a row and never get sick of it, even if the office members look at me funny. . .
Dig the Phil Bombs at the 10:30 mark. Complete band hook-up on all levels and brain melting synchronicity... Fuçking a! Proof they are aliens. Now what the fuçk is going on at 11:10? Bobby hinting at "Lets get back to the song...? **Please** Jerry, I can't take your shite anymore. . . we're all tripping way too hard. . . " Yes now its definite at 11:40. Jerry agrees. ok, return to song structure... His guitar still shooting off jizz like an orgasm half over. well, alright back to the song. Crowd roars in approval. Why not? they are all on 'Orange Sunshine'. Fuçkers. Oh well. It was recorded and we can re-live it over and over and over. re-wind, re-load and blast off again...
They didn't search anyone on the way in and people brought in bottles and whatever. There was no garbage cans in the arena, but when I walked out (and I was one of the last people to leave having been way up front) by the exit, in the back, on the floor were two huge piles of garbage. Most people instead of leaving their bottles wherever had left them in one of two piles on either side of the door. A great example of the hippie attitude at the time; people spontaneously working together to keep things neat and make things easier for the clean up crew.
Love that Morning Dew!
Just wish I was able to attend this show, only about a 3 1/2 hour ride Northwest of me. But at the time did anyone really know that Spring Tour 1977, and especially May, was going to be one of the Grateful Dead's highlights of their career?
Hey, it's 20/20 hindsight.
This was my second show and the only time I ever got near the stage. I guess the stars aligned for me that night. When everybody "took a step back" I slipped around the crowd and made it to the front of the house before the end of "Scarlet Begonias". That tactic never worked for me again. But what a night to get up front! The entire set was a long crescendo, culminating in the all-time finest rendition of "Morning Dew". Probably the finest moment for the Travis Beam guitar, too. To be ten feet away and see J.G. shred that thing--words fail me. Keith was at his best that night, too, and Bill & Mickey's seemingly effortless playing, not a motion wasted, made me a life-long fan of percussion music. Also, I was never at a show of any kind where I knew so many people in the audience. Any of you aging Syracuse University deadheads out there?