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Bertha
March 14, 1971
Camp Randall Field House

At :30 Pig switches from tambourine to organ and we're off! These early '71 performances showcase Kreutzmann reveling in sweet space. Driving.
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Loser
Feb. 19, 1971
Capitol Theater

A delicate, tight, searching super early version of a staple. Kruetzmann plays it light and springy and that 1971 Lesh caramel bass guitar!
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Tennessee Jed
June 11, 1976
Boston Music Hall

If you know this smooth customer of a show, you know how drynamic [yes, I typed that] and user friendly this TJ is. An always welcome visitor.
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Sugaree
June 26, 1976
Auditorium Theatre

Few things better than a June '76 Sugaree. Garcia with the first Travis Bean just sketches with the lightest, barest of precious metal filaments.
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Tennessee Jed
July 22, 1972
Paramount Northwest Theatre

Summer '72 Jed: Sweet dynamics & precision engineering. Weir & Kreutzmann stir it up during Garcia's guitar break.

Comments

The Other One
Sept. 28, 1972
Stanley Theatre

Insane early-part excursion where Lesh's cushiony bass clears the path for Weir and Garcia who are in tip/top form. Group might be at its improvisation peak right around this time, which is why this is such a primo time period for the Other One. Goes well with a Silver City Tropic Haze IPA. 6.4% abv.
U.S. Blues (Wave That Flag)
June 23, 1974
Jai-Alai Fronton

Top fucking sleeve! A nearly epic US Blues.
Dark Star
June 23, 1974
Jai-Alai Fronton

Abstract, but there's some serious architecture, too! Lesh is in your lap and his conversation with Garcia and Godchaux over the beginning is prime stuff. The abstract areas are a soundtrack.
Jack Straw
Dec. 29, 1977
Winterland Arena

DS67 - you said it!
Black Throated Wind
June 23, 1974
Jai-Alai Fronton

Kreutzmann is a master - derailed later somewhat by Hart's return. Hart's a groovy percussionist - he's not a drummer; he can't find the 1. Nearly ever. BK, on the other hand, is a subtle, understated, sneaky drummer. One of my favorites. By this night in Miami, Kreutzmann had perfected those sprightly snare fills. He could (and would) swing like an absolute motherfucker. This number's a good example. And Lesh is pretty much in my room. Hands off the snacks, Phil!