Garcia said “We were great for seconds on end.” I was lucky to see Jerry play for about 1,000,000 seconds exactly. Thanks for your 1,000,000 views here . Dave Davis wrote this blog for 500 posts and 5 years from 2015 to 2019. Contact me at twitter @gratefulseconds

Wednesday, August 26, 2020

The Field Trip: Keseys Farm, August 27, 1972

This show has been considered one of the very best, or even the very best Grateful Dead concert in history. The last Deadbase poll run in Deadbase 10 as well as my recent twitter poll both say so.











Wasn't even scheduled until August 1972.   Band had a Santa Barbara show scheduled


Has crazy good versions of all of these songs


  • Promised Land
    Sugaree
    Me and My Uncle
    Deal
    Black Throated Wind
    China Cat Sunflower
    I Know You Rider
    Mexicali Blues
    Bertha

    Playing in the Band
    He's Gone
    Jack Straw
    Bird Song
    Greatest Story Ever Told

    Dark Star
    El Paso
    Sing Me Back Home
    Sugar Magnolla
    Casey Jones


Here is the music from that day

New Riders set

Dead set

Indie Sunshine Daydream film

From Howard Weiner's Deadology II:

8-27-72 Old Renaissance Faire Grounds – Veneta, OR: The Grateful Dead launch this second set with thirty-one and a half minutes of consistent “Dark Star” bliss. If I were paid to edit this version down to thirty minutes, I would refuse the assignment. Every second of this performance is engaging. Perhaps a few “Dark Stars” have greater peaks, but few have a never-ending stream of virtuosity that compares to Veneta. This “D Star” takes off with an air of confidence. In the previous set, the band blitzed through what is widely recognized as the greatest version of “Playin’ in the Band.” Phil’s on top of the world in Veneta. His bass blasts create aural astrological charts. The improvisation glows and gleams—a polished musical score that seemingly materializes effortlessly.

Weiner, Howard. Deadology Volume II: The Evolution of 33 Grateful Dead Jam Anthems (p. 141). Kindle Edition. 


From Jesse Jarnow's Heads:

NAKED POLE GUY, ascend! In a hairy sun-stroked flash he bounds from the roof of a backstage equipment truck and scampers to a sweet perch behind the Grateful Dead while the band plays “Jack Straw” in the melting Oregon heat. At this moment in late August of 1972, more vividly than any other, the Grateful Dead’s territory is completely manifest in front of them as they play for 20,000 people at a hippie-organized benefit in the northwestern countryside. It is a different America here, a wide-open and complete product of a peace-loving, postcolonial, psychedelic culture that for the past decade has staked increasing claims on portions of the tangible continent. And the day’s music is the most complete rendition yet of this developing psychedelic ritual, helping to further consecrate this specific patch of land. The Dead are already midway through the second set of the afternoon when Naked Pole Guy arrives in the frame, but it’s been a magical day already. Jerry Garcia spoke of the presence of “invisible time-travelers” at Woodstock, and the Dead’s gig at the Oregon Renaissance Faire Grounds has its share, too. For starters, there’s the crew of tripping longhairs capturing just as much as they can on their limited film stock. Naked Pole Guy will become legend! A human freak flag boogying in the breeze while, just below, the Grateful Dead jam incandescently for the Oregon heads! Go Naked Pole Guy, go! It’s the nearby Springfield Creamery and its friendly bubble-lettered storefront sign that kicked the cosmic gear works into motion and why the Dead’s performance might be seen as a symbolic pivot point for an entire way of life up there in the Northwest. The backstory reads like a psychedelic exploitation musical: small-town hippies market new-fangled organic yogurt, run afoul of the squares, need to save the family farm, call in the Dead. And that’s exactly what’s playing out on this insane sweltering day here in the field with all these naked tripping people.


Jarnow, Jesse. Heads: A Biography of Psychedelic America (pp. 58-59). Da Capo Press. Kindle Edition. 

https://jambands.com/features/2013/09/20/talking-sunshine-daydream-with-ken-babbs-kesey-the-dead-little-kids-and-dogs/































































https://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/oct/08/grateful-dead-sunshine-daydream-veneta-oregon

A total of 20,000 free-spirited Deadheads descended on the fairground and to have been among them would have been a teenage English hippy's sunshine daydream. Alas, I was stranded several thousand miles away, still struggling to escape the drab conformity of lace-curtained 70s suburban Britain. Better late than never, many years later, on a sweltering hot August day in 1999 I made a pilgrimage to visit Kesey on his Oregon farm. Several of the surviving characters from Wolfe's book, including Mountain Girl (Carolyn Garcia) and the Intrepid Traveller (Ken Babbs), showed up to meet me. We hung out in the sunshine, had a barbeque and listened to tapes of the Dead, reliving memories of the day when the band had played perhaps its greatest ever show for Kesey's farm.

What is most striking about the recording from that sun-kissed day is the fluidity with which the Dead absorbed and transmuted every genre of vernacular American music, from blues, folk and gospel to country, R&B and rockabilly, and fed them into some of the most audacious, freewheeling rock'n'roll ever made – past and future, outlaw spirit and hippy idealism fused into a soundtrack for a brave new frontier that birthed an alternative sub-culture which survives to this day.

An epic psychedelic jam around Dark Star full of vaulting, freeform improvisation mutates alchemically into a loping take on Marty Robbins' cowboy ballad El Paso. Merle Haggard's country weepie Sing Me Back Home, delivered hauntingly in Garcia's reedy but expressive voice, gives way to the Dead's surging, feelgood acid anthem Sugar Magnolia, with its irresistible sunshine daydream refrain. Throw in the loose-limbed rhapsody of Chuck Berry's Promised Land, the psyched-up folk-blues racination of I Know You Rider and the group's own storied, myth-making compositions such as Truckin', Casey Jones and Playing in the Band and you have cosmic American music at its most potent and joyous.




























































Monday, August 3, 2020

Michael and Juliet Go to Sacramento and Photograph the 30 Trips Around the Sun Selection, May 3, 1986


My East Coast pals Michael (aka Demon) and Juliet moved to the Bay Area  for a slice of the mid-1980s.  Demon is from Lewiston like me and my pal for about 50 years and his wife Juliet has been my pal since like 40 years.

If you look up, Juliet took that shot of me and Kirk and Demon which has been atop Grateful Seconds since the very first.






Based on a facebook post Juliet put up on Jerry's birthday, I will steal their lives and history and represent these nshows about the May 3-4, 1986 shows at Cal Expo.

Charlie Miller mastered these great sound. Read all the way to end to get Regan and Blair's take at the time in the Golden Road


I wrote this whole piece before I realized: This is the 1986 Show in the 30 Trips Around the Sun collection






MP3 files are here   


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Yoko gets more SIZE space love than our boys  (we sell out anyways)











Unbroken Chain













































I rarely write about 1986, this is only my 5th post out of 500+.  I was kind of not into 1986 Dead sand only saw: 

Berkeley- April 21, 1986

Greek- June 20, 1986

Greek- June 22, 1986

and not even New Year's Eve breaking my six year run  of those


Wow, the Dead were playing Northern Cal runs every month that Spring.