Takes its sweet time

QC Mind Putty

Some of those stretched out vocals; jam is to the point, cutting through the rip tide

Not too schwabby

A reflective departure into that peaceful attics space

Pass the bug juice...

Fairly monstrous, this one is. Jerry painting the transition environment, first a bit like 3/9/81, then Phil landing some serious blows, with drummers punching holes throughout. Interestingly, that structured round-up piece that marks most versions isn’t reached, instead the continued swell moves into a different type of frenzy. Usual fat break after wild geese verse, but then after the sun will shine verse, the chorus is returned to. After the next juicy break, the northbound, bass-fueled, train arrives, again followed by the chorus, leaving yet another opportunity for Jerry to baste this thing -- in this instance with pointed power strumming -- until its well-cooked.

What a magic sleigh ride!

Scrapeage

With a second go-round of the last verse and the jam between