Richfield Coliseum - September 9, 1993

Before the show we all went to a park by the coliseum to hang out and got raided by the cops looking for drugs. The cop's blocked off the one way entrance to the park and search everybody. I was painting Steal your face's on the VW logo of some new friends buses, and didn't even acknowledge they was there and keep painting. They even searched my paint for acid, but never found anything. If anybody remember's this, contact me.

Saying that this was the only show I was able to attend during this life's run cuts like a double edged blade. Was it unfortunate that I only saw them once? Some might say so, as I may feel it to be so at times, but I must look at the reality of this situation. On the big stage, who, and how very few, can actually say that they were there at any time of their lives? How very few are FORTUNATE enough to know the Dead? Like it's said "If you don't know, you never will". I have been, and am still going, to many shows a year. Every set I play and don't know the list too is a concert attended or revisited. Truly, the music never stopped.