• West Palm Beach Auditorium - September 11, 1982
    Mickey Hart's 39th birthday

setlist

  • New Minglewood Blues
    They Love Each Other
    Me and My Uncle
    Big River
    Dupree's Diamond Blues
    C.C. Rider
    Loser
    Looks Like Rain
    Tennessee Jed
    Let it Grow

    Scarlet Begonias
    Fire on the Mountain
    Lost Sailor
    Saint of Circumstance
    Terrapin Station
    drums
    Truckin'
    Stella Blue
    Around and Around
    One More Saturday Night

    Baby Blue

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  • Dpwilljr
    6 years 7 months ago
    Great story
    Enjoyed reading. I'll never forget that night.
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    davelive
    9 years 9 months ago
    Two shows in one weedend!
    Saw my 1st Dupree's Diamond Blues.... Very special memories
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    glenny
    12 years 11 months ago
    One of my faves
    I had a synesthentic experience during the trans from Scarlet > Fire. Musta been the roses. Phenomenal show.
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Mickey Hart's 39th birthday
setlist
New Minglewood Blues
They Love Each Other
Me and My Uncle
Big River
Dupree's Diamond Blues
C.C. Rider
Loser
Looks Like Rain
Tennessee Jed
Let it Grow

Scarlet Begonias
Fire on the Mountain
Lost Sailor
Saint of Circumstance
Terrapin Station
drums
Truckin'
Stella Blue
Around and Around
One More Saturday Night

Baby Blue
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This was my first show and what a blast it was. I was supposed to go with some fellow classmates (I was a senior in high school 16 years old) who were late. I ended up getting my Dad to drive me. The first thing I found inside was an older hippy couple who had some orange sunshine (at least they called it that) they were passing out. I looked younger than my years and they were hesitent to gove me some, but sharing some of the bag of weed I had with me motivated me. I had tripped before, but this was different, very intense. Being alone and starting to feel it, I was getting a little freaked out, but headed in as far as I could up front. It was a few minutes to showtime and I was in front of the organ maybe 10 rows back. Everyone around me was very cool and I was soon laughing and feeling better. It was a sense of community that I hadn't experienced yet. I was an outcast at school what people would call a freak with my Dylan Thomas book of poems and my own battered notebook of songs and stuff. This didn't go down to smooth in catholic school, I was a non-conformist of the worst kind, but got excellent grades and there wasn't much they could do. Anyway here I am 16 high as a kite and the lights go down. It was like electricity was going through the air and binding everyone together with this pure force of joy. Bob started the first notes of Minglewood and we were off! I was blown away at first by Brent's organ it was so loud and I never heard anything like that. The first set included some of my favorite songs and others I had never heard like Looks Like Rain and They Love Each Other. The set ending Let It Grow was mind melting. During the break I met up with an old freind from the neighborhood who I actually turned on to the Dead. He was about as high as I was and I went with him to his seats up front. With the lights going down again, I thought I was ready for what would come in the second set, but Scarlett-Fire Lost Sailor- Saint into Terrapin, shit who could be prepared for that? The music was so loud, but crystal clear, I was on another plane of existence, happier than I had ever been, with people that were so cool, good weed everywhere, dancing like I felt no shame, which was true and a unique experience since catholic confinement will make you feel ashamed at everything you do. I think for me it was Stella Blue that hit me the hardest. Everything was so great, but the way the band got so quiet and the way Jerry lead them back so dynamically, it was very powerful. I was on the bus and have never gotten off! Michael Stankard
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Years later I read your story. If I hadn’t gone to this show, my life’s trajectory would’ve been different. Each early Dead show mattered. This one maybe greater than my 2nd.
This show was absolutely pure Grateful Dead. The stars were in alignment for them and for myself.
Every single day I’m reminded that I’m a Deadhead. My parents raised me well. After 3/14/81, The Grateful Dead enlightened me in ways my parents, (as much as I love them) we’re not prepared for.
I am the person I am today, partly because of the lessons I learned at shows and on tour.
I love all of you.

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This was my third show. I remember how intense the Looks Like Rain and Let it Grow were. The Band continued to make their permanent impression on me. I was on the verge of getting on the bus...By the next year, I dove in head first and never looked back.
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I had a synesthentic experience during the trans from Scarlet > Fire. Musta been the roses. Phenomenal show.
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Enjoyed reading. I'll never forget that night.