Oakland Coliseum Stadium - October 9, 1976
October 09, 1976
"Hitchcock Theme" tuning before "St. Stephen" - "Day On The Green #8" - billing: The Who; GD - 11:00 AM
Set List:Promised Land
Looks Like Rain
They Love Each Other
New Minglewood Blues
Not Fade Away
Help on the Way
Samson and Delilah
One More Saturday Night
Attendees of this show
garciafan, LonoTheOno, mark_mumper, aikomark, papainferno, mrray5678, humanmeal, blue mike, jamessoai, chocolope023, purplekush023, sanka4u, Bklyn2SF4Dead, MANOFORT, deschamp52, ccklone, Monstruo, ziphler, nitecat, gwatsodead, spino, skullandroses, jahfrey, MDB52, mindglow, MikeyzNsacto, Teadhead, impossible ronnie, ccsunshine, v32, Malbuff, Jack of Diamonds, kolamjr, nealbwhite, blake wood, stevenmorley, remert, pj1621, jerryskid1974, smarcus, t140v77, Row-jimmy, meggyo58, chief slowroller, Doctorpat, bncasey744, ForrestInFallbrook, Pax, hb672, jrule1999, johnburton, Curticus, tktkeith, Katimae, kimdance, stevehead, oldeadhead, GratefulLeo, okeedeaddave, jonod, theotherone2, smithmm, Mick Flaire, stonerucsb, moses, Allen4dead, FreakDaddy, Uptown Tommy D, deserthippie, Missi Lynn, dfong74, MissReddin, kym, touchofgrey, Jimmy C., Rainbowjohn, jerryhead, hmdavis, tilesteve, jacksondownunda, Brophy, thndrbill, the phone guy, 1ezlife, padrig, friskotatt2, blackclouds, musickatman, westking101, hfntuna, Gypsy Cowgirl, captwoody, Timberline Rose, Skjellyfetti, oldgratefulman, smokinmore, kluk, Scarf-Juggler, bchar, geoffgould, caffmcjimmrey, Grateful Bill, bsea41, Deaddad, spinyn, King Bee, threesaints2003, mustawas, westsiderider, kelly Bowie, Gregster, granfallooon, dead4days, Straw, juicediva, hrdrockbob, wolff, drmikie, jupe, Tim_SoCal, DMG, dupreediamond, Kurt_van, creeping_socialist, JayLif, drchampagne, Zomby D Wulf, tonstar, poorboy, rleeb727, insect_fear, gtoles1, ddodd, Born Cross Eyed, DrkStr, ace17, DarkStar-TheOtherOne, Jack O. Hartz, AnDe, fogzone, bear7140, mandala, Bruce Rogers, sbedford, freeform, aud, pauli
One of my all time favorite shows - check out what they do with Slipknot! The Who also performed after the Dead and was something of a letdown. Getting out of the parking lot proved to be a bit of an adventure. After a long day we were in a long line of cars waiting to get out. As time wore on we suddenly looked behind and discovered that all the cars behind us were gone, having left via another exit behind us that finally opened up. The door was open and some of our party were hanging out outside but the driver hadn't realized this and started to make a quick u-turn to leave as everyone tried piling back into the car. Fortunately everyone made it without injury and we headed out. A fun day.
the very 1st northern Cal Dead show for my friend and i. we drove all night trying to catch up with friends who left hours before us. woke up early to get in line to go in with thousands of others. once inside, we saw lots of flags, banners and signs of all the bay area tribes staking out their spots for the day.nerver saw anything like it again after the music stopped in '95. vibes were very good and relaxed. a good sign of things to come. the Dead open the show for the Who and what a show ! The Who played the entire opera - Tommy. it would be the last time to see Keith Moon play with the band. after this experience up north, this led to hundreds of road trips all over the world to see them perform their magic. a great day for music.
I know for a certainty that I was at one of these two Day on the Green shows. It's been too long ago to say for sure which one, or what kind of acid I took that day, but it was a very good show, and even the city bus ride home was fun, as it was full of mostly people who had been at the show. Both Days on the Green are available as Dick's Pick #33, too bad minus the Who's sets. This concert was the only time I ever saw the Dead open for somebody else.
I am in search of a video from this day...it's for a new friend...any one who can lend a hand...please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Got the analog in 1985 and listened to it until it was released as DP 33.
A definate marker in my GD DNA.
As Pauli says, the Slipknot....beyond the pale.
“The Omnipotent Grateful Dead!”
From a half mile away I could hear the rumble of Phil's bass. Nothing like outdoor Dead. Only thing better is outdoor Dead at night. The Who were an afterthought at this one.
This was the first (and probably last) time I'd seen a full page ad in the LA Times for any Bay Area concert. We'd been hearing for months that the Dead were rolling again, so this was So Cal's first crack at 'em (never mind that the Shrine tickets went on sale about a week later). This was a fine excuse for a road trip, and in our particular instance, the road trip took on a life of it's own...
I bought a couple tickets and I'd asked my guitar-playing buddy if he wanted to tag along (he wasn't a DeadHead, but Garcia had literally played TO him at a tiny Legion Of Mary gig I'd dragged him to, so he seemed like a ripe choice). Plan was to book cheap flights to SF. My pal then counter-suggested that we fly to Sacramento instead, as he was desperately missing his girlfriend whose mother had sent to UC Davis to remove her from the local band scene. So we booked to Sacramento.
The following falls under the heading of "things we used to do when we were young and bold, or young and stupid, or just young, or just stupid", but in those days you could smoke on planes. So there we were toking in line until we crossed the gangplank. Then in-flight in a near empty plane we had another smoke (and wondering if that weird bubbly feeling was the bends in reverse!), only to immediately land again in OC to pickup more passengers (oops), and deflected the stewardess' scowls for the remainder of the trip. Fortunately no air marshalls greeted us.
The girlfriend picked us up and we partied until late, then the two of them retired somewhere in the dorms for the night. Next morning I was up at dawn for the drive; but no sign of them. (Had to laugh through my grimace; who was I to stand in the way of lust?) About 480 anxious minutes later they arrived, but decided they wouldn't function until we'd endured some very slow breakfast service at Sambo's. It was now showtime and the gig was a good hour away. We flew down the road in the open VW convertible and pulled into the massive complex, grabbed a third ticket and scurried in.
The 1st Dead set had come and gone and it was break time. A nice sunshiny day, not crowded as it hadn't sold out. We took comfortable seats in the stands. The stage was in the outfield and there was a massive painted facade of a town scene covering the speakers; it wasn't the wall of sound configuration, but hard to tell. Some bozo in an Uncle Sam hat was selling sugar cubes; nothing less and definitely nothing more.
Finally, the band came on and into St Stephen and beyond. The playing was quite pretty; the long medley noodled (and I mean that nicely) like an Indian raga. Hart was now back,
yet it was a "lighter" sounding band. It was not very loud where we were, and the actual dynamics were quite different to the Wall's sound. Garcia seemed to be enjoying a Travis Bean guitar. A new repetitive progression with lyrics about "tearing the place down" emerged, jammed, and disappeared again into the Allah medley before Saturday night and US Blues. I'd missed 1/2 the show, but hey, I'm a second set kinda guy.
It was still afternoon when the Who came on for their usual muscular set. (Even when I'd seen them in '71 they had lost some of the spontaneity of earlier years, but they'd evolved into a proto-metal band.) We wandered down on the field for a closer look. I remember mostly Moonie pretending to be 3 or 4 drummers and punctuating every note and nuance the band could throw at him. During band introductions he stood up on his riser doing a "Thank Me More!, Thank Me More!" thing. It was the last time I saw him.
The sun was setting as we drove back to Davis and the airport. Everybody got a bit of what they'd come for, "lurve" was in the air, and there were the Shrine shows to look forward to.
Recnetly moved from NYC to Willits. A sleepy little pot growing town in Mendocino county. Didn't know anyone in SF at the time so I was flying solo. Hitch a ride from SF and arranged to meet up after for a return trip.
Did the Dead open both days? I thought they switched. Don't remember much of the Dead set that day but I thought the who were AWESOME especially when they did Tommy. I thought it was 1968!
Met my peeps and went over to George's Buffet. All you can eat king crab legs (and much more) for $9.99. After a long day we were famished. I don't think anything ever tasted so good. We stuffed ourselves and then the dudes who were driving thought it would be fun to skip out on the check! My karma couldn't handle that so I turned out to be the distraction. While I paid for mine they slipped out. What can you do?
Who could forget the stage with airbrushed banners covering the speaker towers to each side of the stage. Left side was painted vision of downtown SF with the Golden Gate bridge spanning a third of the stage going into the fog. Coming out of the fog was London Bridge leading to Big Ben and Olde London covering the speaker towers. Great art and as the Poorboy was very pleased that the boy's started the 2 day run with my song Promised Land. I caught some of the summer tour in Va-NC and these were my first Bay Area's for the year. The DEAD were so hot the WHO went arty. Next day the WHO opened and blew everyone away. Yes I got stuck in the parking lot mess too, still tripping from some pyschedelic from some liquid.
I got introduced to the dead during the 1974-1975 school year while attending Hampshire College in Amherst, Mass. That was the year when all those Ugly Rumors abounded about the band never touring again...so I was not sure if I would ever get to see them play...flash to 1976...I am attending UC Irvine in Southern California and a friend of mine drops by my dorm with an extra ticket and an all-night van-ride to Oakland!!
It was a magic day that I will never forget.
A week later I saw my second show at the Shrine in LA which was a totally different experience...