These early 70s Jack Straws have so much Charm. Silky smooth rendition full of grace and wonderful joyous interplay. Surprised this isn’t here yet.

“It’s polka time!” Shouts Bobby at the beginning of this one! Honored to submit this one. Absolute rager from an underrated show.

Passionate and poignant. Fantastic Fall 72 version.

Stunning organ parts that take the song to a different level. Feels like I'm going down a lazy river without a care in the world.

Horns!! Let it Grow is already on here but the Whole suite needs love. When the horns come in you can't help but smile. Pure and beautiful.

Barn burner. I love Dick’s Picks 1 just fabulous song choices and one of the first records that got me into the Dead. I usually listen to 8/13/75 just because I adore Jerry’s phrasing on that specific version but the musical aspect of this performance has always stood out. love that Jerry takes an extra verse or two to solo near the end. The whole band is on!

My personal favorite The Other One. I couldn’t decide what my favorite version was for a while until I caught myself listening to this version for the 1000th time. It has everything. It is everything. I love how many themes they were able to squeeze in there. This is one of the most musically flowing performances of rock music ever put to record. It’s a true epic, a psychedelic odyssey following the protagonist through hellfire and the dark abyss. A masterful, masterful performance where the music really played the band. I also love that there are shades of early San Francisco dead as the jams feel incredibly primal and tight. The telepathy between the band is really what keeps me enticed with this particular performance. It just seemed like the band knew exactly what they were going to do. So much intent. Also shout out to the little Feelin’ Groovy teases. The clementine jam is proper psychedelia and a glorious shamanic waltz ensues. Shades of John Coltrane all over this as Phil continues thumping that Greensleves bassline, and I love the conversation between Bobby and Phil because they both knew where they were going to go before even going into Clementine. And that meltdown, with hints of spanish jam, that meltdown feels like a nuclear bomb had just dropped and had incinerated every atom in our body slowly melting away into the cosmos as Jerry takes us through space time. This will never EVER get old for me and to me, along side 5/10/72 are my favorites of Europe 72

74 isn’t necessarily the year for Dark Stars, but, you get your handful that absolutely stand out. This is one of them. The band is very fluid, letting the music flow through them rather than pour out of them. They create a lovely space that can’t be replicated in any other year other than 74. Lots of intent in this version, and I love the themes this takes on. Doesn’t lose focus like a lot of 74 Stars tend to do. Jerry’s having fun and seeing where he can take this, creating psychedelic winds sweeping up the band and carrying them into the cosmos. Also great meltdown

Tranquility beyond description. I don’t listen to The Wheel often But when I do It transitions into Wharf Rat goddamnit. I keep finding myself coming back to this over and over again more so than even other jams I listen to. The outro is really where it’s at but the performance of the song itself is impeccable. Once Keith starts dancing around the key of A minor and the band starts to follow, the jam is just sublime. An absolute gem of pure self exploration and divine harmony, this dream like section really takes you through a journey. The band eases and volume and alone, Jerry starts a psychedelic sonata weaving together intricate geometrical patterns, taking us through the worm hole into Warf Rat. His name is August West, and he loves his Pearly Barker best, more than his wine.

I don’t listen to this one often. This version holds such spiritual meaning to me that I only play this and the 90 minute stretch very very rarely. It means so much to me. The first time I listened to this Dark Star I was on Mushrooms and decided to go on a little walk. I had decided to stop at my favorite secluded spot with trees all around and a river just to the right of the path. While sitting on a rock overlooking the terrain in front of me, a hawk came and landed right in front of me as Jerry was leading the way towards true musical bliss, reaching the climax of the song. Learned a lot from a Hawk that day, and learned a lot about myself, and the Dead. One of my favorite dead moments in history. Not overrated in the slightest and deserves its place in the history of music as a true milestone.