Dark Star
July 18, 1972
Rossevelt Stadium
Rides the pre-verse, always-becoming magic while taking every improvisational detour to smell the flowers and shake hands with the butterflies. Phil’s high-speed rubbery runs propel Jerry’s squealing ascension in the final drive, which is expertly punctuated by a pause, leaving the intro to shine full. A strong swig on the marrow of life. By the time we get to the full tiger screeching everything seems perfectly normal.