September 06, 1980
Roy Buchanan, then The Cate Brothers & Levon Helm opened
Set List:Alabama Getaway
Greatest Story Ever Told
Me and My Uncle
Feel Like a Stranger
Friend of the Devil
Far From Me
Little Red Rooster
China Cat Sunflower
I Know You Rider
Saint of Circumstance
Playin' in the Band
Uncle John's Band
Not Fade Away
Uncle John's Band
Playin' in the Band
One More Saturday Night
Attendees of this show
And, one of the best and most memorable days of my life!
Perfect weather, and the Dead playing their asses off giving it all they had in the middle of a field way up in Maine! Great legendary opening acts, Roy Buchanan and Levon Helm. Then, the Dead with Jerry on top of his game, and the band just blowing it out, never seeming to run out of energy! A very special time indeed!
If I had a time machine, this is the day of my life I'd go back to. But, please put me back in my 23 year old body that I had back then. It would make it a lot more fun!
Here's a picture from the show:
This show was a turning point in my life. No turning away from the Dead after this gem. We were going to culinary school in the arm pit of NH in Berlin. Traveled to Lewiston to have the best time of my life with my clothes on. Does anyone remember the sun setting with atrain going by in the background, while the boys were cranking out China/Rider? Very long show, probably the longest Dead show I've attended.
One of the great shows....by the end, Bobby's voice was gone- he croaked out Saturday night.
130k is a little overstating the fact.
More likely around 30-50k.
First time I ever saw the Angels out in force- they parked their bikes between the crowd and backstage, and one notably large one was on stage for the entire show.
I spent the first set rolling through the crowd handing out joints to anyone that needed them......the crop had just been harvested and it was time to share. I was the guy with the grocery bag....good times.
Here's my story, perhaps you're in it!
More photos, like the one above (which I took), are included. There are some better photos around, although I've never been able to find them on the net.
Me, 2 buddies & a dog drove from Michigan all night through Canada to get there...around 3 am we were totally lost in bumfuck Maine on a road that started out paved, turned to gravel, then to dirt...getting kinda worried but knew it was the right general direction...gravel again...pavement! Finally a stop sign at another road (first in what seemed like hours, but of course there was weed involved). Now what? We voted, turn right won, and within 2 minutes a nice green sign with an arrow straight ahead to Lewiston, yeah!
Got to the fairgrounds and Heads & bikers were everywhere. Found a little field in which to park the microbus and stood around for a while making friends, blasting tapes, and getting high. (Later it transpired that we were standing around (barefoot of course) in poison ivy and I couldn't wear shoes for weeks, but that's another story.)
The show was unbelievable, it just never stopped, and the doses peaked just as Playin eased into Uncle John's...wow.
When we finally staggered out, it turned out my bus had been towed...with the dog still inside! Many adventures ensued but what a show. yep. thoze waz the dayz...
Long hot summer day. Hitch-hiked up from New Hampshire. Longest show I ever saw them do. A splendid time amidst hordes of people. I seem to recall the send off music as the lights came up was "When the Saints Go Marching In." Crazy fireworks on the way out and a long hitch back to pseudo-reality.
This was the last show before the Grateful Dead unleashed their onslaught of acoustic fancy 3 set marathon shows.
It was a tour ender where the boys (and the crowd) had A LOT of energy. This show is an example of everybody feeling good and playing well in synch with the high vibe from the crowd.
After the show was over we were walking toward the exits and there was a group of people dancing and waving around lit torches.
In our condition we thought they were savage cannibals with war paint and steered a safe path around them.
Can't believe it's been thirty years already....
That was a PERFECT day on every level.
My license plate now is: GD 9680
I grew up in Seattle but spent 12 summers from age 9 and a couple of highschool years in Boothbay Harbor, ME. Most of my Maine friends were deadheads and this Lewiston show was one of my many (blurry) memories from younger days back east. I feel very fortunate to have gone to this show. My old Seattle highschool deadhead friends tell me that everytime I see them. Does anyone remember the huge sprinklers? It was a very hot day and I remember people dancing in the "rain" and the ground all muddy.
This was my only Dead show on the east coast. I saw them again in '88 at Autzen Stadium in Eugene, OR and then again in '95 in Seattle - one of Jerry's last. Also just saw Further in Redmond, Wa. Not being a bonafide deadhead, ironically I now find myself a drummer in a Dead/Phish band. I am now listening to, playing, and learning more about the Dead than ever. Kind of a long strange trip back to my younger days in Maine. Thanks for reading my little story.
The Dead had a great Labor Day weekend tradition going. Starting with the 9/3/77 Englishtown show, the Dead staged some huge outdoor blowouts on the east coast. There were several opening acts at each show adding to the fun. In 1978 they played at Giants Stadium (their first visit there) and in 1979 an outdoor stadium show in Rochester. And of course for Labor Day weekend 1980 the show at Lewiston Fairgrounds.
There was definitely something magical about those outdoor shows of the Seventies. Brought back the spirit of the 60s Monterey, Woodstock, Watkins Glen.