They Love Each Other
Looks Like Rain
Playin' in the Band
Eyes of the World
Samson and Delilah
Around and Around
Help on the Way
Not Fade Away
One More Saturday Night
Uncle John's Band
We Bid You Goodnight
The big thing about one's gestation as a head is that it's the music that draws you in... then takes you there, to hell with the proper lyrics... you're so blissful, you tend to make up your own words/verses. REMEBER THAT !!!(Sampson/Shakedown/Scarlet/Sugar Mag)
Heck, we couldn't call or even feel what they might play next until much later, let alone start a pool with your DH friends on what was gonna be played that next show. How many did you win? Geesh, it was years before we had the mind to bring along a pen/pencil and peice of paper or journal in which to write down the show...hahaha.
While seeing in accordance with this Dead.net history of "Shows and Lyrics" that there were only 2 Shows that the Boys played at the Cow Palace, I knew that by the process of elimination, that I didn't live in the Bay Area for the earlier show, and that I had been to one, so that this had to be the show I attended - my 1st New Year's Eve Show...
I just remember how "IMPOSSIBLE" it was to get a ticket back in those days(1976/77), having been completely closed out of the Orpheum shows, and many of the Warfield as well. Experience also included being scammed out of money by scumbags bent on stealing young Deadhead fans' money.
That story went like this...your good DH friend would come up and say..."here's this guy who can score some tickets for us!"...You, being suspicious, would listen to this guy/scammer as he said "here, give me your $40 for 2 tickets, hold this herb and hash as collateral until I get back..." only to reluctantly realize that that feeling that was increasingly building in your stomach was the realization that you had just been taken... especially as the fellow was now more than 2 blocks away with your money, and as suspected, never came back after 10, 15, 25 minutes plus. Oh yeah, here's the part where I tell you that the weed/hash given us as collateral, was "punk" weed upon closer inspection !!!!
ARRRGH !!! How naive we were!!! Only to be left out in the cold, ticketless, only to hear reports post-show of what we missed, left again only to shop at the psychedelic shop on Market or to head home disappointed, once again.
I now remember this Cow Palace show, due to the vastness of the parking lots(Dead Mall), long walks to get to the "Palace", walking up and down Geneva Avenue trying to get a miracle ticket, which came eventually, but definitely not as a miracle...cost us $200 for 2. Having been scammed before never even came into the picture, as we almost peed our pants that these might be the only few extra NEW YEAR'S EVE tickets that would get us into the show...... we showed no hesitation in knowing these tickets would probably be our only chance... and YEAH... THEY WERE !!!
Bought 'em, and yes .... We were in this time !!! The cavernous hall, with its many pictures of classic rock shows(Stones, think the Beatles, definitely attended Rod Stewart, Prince, Jethro Tull, and Neil Young's Rust Never Sleeps tour there)... and costuming for the first time with my huge Uncle Sam top hat(in regal red, white, and blue), and blazing the crowd with my electric blue-and-white tie-dye pants that were the envy of many, made by Barbara's of Santa Cruz. Think I picked those pants at the Day on the Green show(s) or at the psychedelic shop near the Warfield.
What a blast, what a blur, and what a pre-cursor of many new year's eves to come.
We were definitely on our way....we never even realized until told later that Bill Graham was Father Time, couldn't remember the entrance, nor the set list for that matter... but BOY did we have a great time on ole Owsley doses !!
-"one way or another" .... and "you need to be kissed often, and by a man who knows how"- Rhett to Scarlet - Gone with the Wind The Big Dog Dad - Schultzie