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OUT with the ROLLING RIDER Comes
a Time Most inhabitants are merely barnacles on the whale of Mother Earth. It is a case of nominae temporis pulvis: 'names are but the dust of time', surely to be whisked away by the passage of days. As the faithful of all ages entered the Greek Theatre, it was plain as day that Jerome John Garcia is a name not soon to be forgotten.
After David
Nelson and Sandy's Rothman's acoustic set which included OH THE WIND AND
RAIN, String Cheese incident surprised us with a rendition of CATFISH
JOHN. Perhaps truer words were never spoken about the old man: The
'Jerry Band' Core members Melvin Seals and the Jerry Girls, along with Donna Jean, Billy K, and MVP Stu Allen, opened up with a flawless CATS UNDER THE STARS followed by the elusive RHAPSODY IN RED. "Takes me way back, where I don't mind/Takes me way back, in my time" After a mellifluous LUCKY OLD SUN and the family anthem SISTERS AND BROTHERS, the first tear-jerker of the day ensued. Melvin helped to the keyboard one of Jer's dearest pals, Merl Saunders, for a rip-roaring DEAL.
"Never quite catch the tune Stars fall down in buckets like rain" Ratdog didn't waste a moment, pairing MISSISSIPPI HALF STEP with a brilliant BIRDSONG. "If you hear that same sweet song again, will you know why?"
A drum
procession began, led by Hamza El Din and Mickey Hart, and the Vista Cruiser
set its course for HELP ON THE WAY, with Trey Anastasio at the helm.
DARK STAR>BERTHA set us up for the 'clean up' spot in the order, that big moment in a show where the crowd is waiting for the boys to knock it right out of the park. The coach called from the dugout Trey Anastasio, grinning like a Cheshire cat, as he stepped to the mic for a graceful, elegant EYES OF THE WORLD, looking like a child given the keys to the candy store.
SCARLET BEGONIAS kicked in, and the crowd became delirious. There was Wavy Gravy grooving, and wait, it's another of Jerry's best pals, 6-foot-11 inch gentle giant and NBAer Bill Walton!
Mickey did his FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN rap, and we all knew the inevitable moment would come: the slow-Jerry slot. No one can fill those shoes, so Warren Haynes' role was not an envied one, having to conjure up the emotion of STELLA BLUE, haunting, lonely, and crying like the wind.
After Bobby's heartfelt BROKEDOWN PALACE, he tied up the DARK STAR, setting off, as if by magic, resplendent fireworks into the Berkeley horizon. Someone next to me joked that the kaleidoscopic liquid bursts were Jerry's laughter, or some bodily function I can't recall. A smile on every face. We are an infinite family, in a small world. When Bobby sent us wandering into Berkeley after the show with TOUCH OF GREY, it was not just lip service. This family, this community, will survive.
I thought of Robert Hunter's elegiac words, "we'll know you live inside us, with love that never parts/our good old Jack O' Diamonds become the King of Hearts". See
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