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Greatest Story Ever Told
March 27, 1972
Academy of Music

The new SBD's are crystal clear, with everyone audible. Whoever that Billy guy is could sure play some goddamned drums. He's solid gold on this one.
4
Black Throated Wind
March 27, 1972
Academy of Music

Charged up and triumphant. The whole week of shows before Europe is killer. Thanks go to C. Miller for the great archive versions.
4
Playin' In The Band
March 25, 1972
Academy of Music

Key moment in transforming PITB into a cosmic monster. 9.5 minutes of gooey goodness here. C.Miller's version is the best. Dig in boys.
8
Not Fade Away
March 23, 1972
Academy of Music

The outro might be the three most intensely energetic minutes of GD music ever. The first part rocks too. Why not here yet? This show is a goldmine.
6
Me and Bobby McGee
March 23, 1972
Academy of Music

Now I know a lot of you don't dig this song, but goddamn they pour it on for this one. Great Jerry filagree backing the passionate vox. Listen to the

Comments

Truckin'
Dec. 15, 1972
Long Beach Arena

Almost unlistenable tape speed problems, and I'll listen to absolutely everything. Sounds like the batteries were dying, with all the slowing down and speeding up. That said, the unique jam afterwards doesn't seem to have the same problem, and is interesting, driven, and wondrously beautiful.
He's Gone
Dec. 15, 1972
Long Beach Arena

Beautiful description, Nonoyolker. Couldn't say it better myself.
The Other One
Dec. 12, 1972
Winterland Arena

Unthinkably underrated heads. Get into it. Starts out a bit loose, but around the 10 minute mark tips into enormous territory. Check it out. Special shout out for Billy who, following a solo with just Phil, drives this one with liquid ferocity.
Tennessee Jed
Dec. 12, 1972
Winterland Arena

Jerry brings in that steam-whistle twang and kicks this version up nicely.
Bird Song
Dec. 12, 1972
Winterland Arena

If you find yourself somehow soaring through time, gently banking to and fro on the slight twitch and lift of the wings of a wandering bird, passing over swirling clouds and gazing down on the beautiful land and the glorious sun as it descends into the sea, don't worry and have no fear: It's just the song in all its magic, in all its beauty, and the finest band in the land, just doing what they do.