Sea Stones: Space noise electronica with Phil & Ned. Not for everyone, but sends me into well into the interstellar place.

May-June '74 might be my top time for Sugaree. This just builds up to so much intensity. Great stuff.

Intimacy levels: Campfire. Acoustic mellow to the point where I feel like just went camping with my favorite band. A treasure.

Clutch yer nuts and hold on for dear life. Heavy headiness where the squiggly hippies and the madman bikers get massively Dead nailed.

Explosive jam like they had 11 months of unplayed Truckin's compressed into one.

Furious acid rock. This is high voltage stuff, and in spite of a little burn-up on re-entry it deserves a close listen and more votes.

Nice catch. This one is a bit stripped down. It's pretty long at over 16 minutes - but it has a superb, purposeful, and clean ensemble feel to all of it. Plus there's an extended transition jam that feels like Jerry has something really important to say, and he takes his good sweet time to say it.

For a song that wasn't in regular circulation at the time, (played only about 5 times in '72), they absolutely nailed this one. It sends chills down my back.

Hard driving 18-wheeler here, folks.

Spinning this show again, and what blows me away about this Playin' is just how much it pre-figures the heavier electric sound that this song would take on in 1974. It starts getting a bit Electric Miles Davisish just before the eight-minute mark, with the wicked wah and distortion, along with some great key work and - of course - that specially tight one drummer quality from Billy from this period. It demonstrates how they just refused to sit still - the great blistering voyages of Summer '72 Playin's were so fresh, but rather than try and reproduce them night after night, they looked at it from another angle (or another thousand angles) and moved it furthur on, finding more and more in it.