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Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
March 29, 1985
Nassau Coliseum

assured fireside lip-smacker. Tremendously pocketed stolen along, drawing the wanderer's mud-bogging sketches in moonlit bluegrass wistful song
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New Minglewood Blues
March 29, 1985
Nassau Coliseum

uber classic. Fleshed out fanning from all. Gold star
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Tennessee Jed
March 29, 1985
Nassau Coliseum

thunderous ovation for this firecracker slot machine versh, gets the job done
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Brother Esau
March 29, 1985
Nassau Coliseum

Boisterously grasping for the oneness. Hits deep groove with aplomb
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Supplication
March 29, 1985
Nassau Coliseum

Brilliant mercury nassau raveup. Ever so lucid and lucent.

Comments

Man Smart, Woman Smarter
June 27, 1985
SPAC

Every note of this raging sensei master class show contributes a nice take on the song herein. This is no exception, Weir's excuse to add a doppelganger for Iko iko though it may be, it's party time with an emergency landing GDTRFB that blossoms into this fantastically deep and rich Woman smarter. Home run version.
Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
June 27, 1985
SPAC

truth right there, less than 4 minutes marx brothers pogo and stilts audition for praising the lord. Route 6 answer to passin around some doobies in the barn, plugging in and wrecking shop for an hour or three.
Eyes Of The World
June 27, 1985
SPAC

Stranger>eyes!! It's beautiful moonlit flocks of gliding geese, it's tribal and it rules. Staggered pointilistic texture, raving double time devils and frantic jazzy comping from all make for a millefoglie with notes of shire-side smoke ring. The young ospreys making it through the elements to new families and promises of wholeness. Underrated beautifully easy version, not too speedy, still spine crunching in its ways of soft lush refreshment!!! Picasso gorgeous tiger peaks around 5 mins
Feel Like A Stranger
June 27, 1985
SPAC

this one is subtle... Everyone stretching out, fountainous Weir rap, wispy rattling synth work, tectonic Lesh shifting... More jazzy than the hard-hitting funk ragers that pepper the first two or three pages of the ranking. Devils take off while keepin it all hangin out, narcoleptic but self-constitutional. Nice modal stillness flow.
Hell in a Bucket
June 27, 1985
SPAC

no prisoners. Scorching. If i'm able to dance, i'll crawl cross it.