Once in awhile I think about the psychic space my mind occupied in the 1970s and early 80s.

No jobs exploring personal computers or teaching their operation to students. Minimal involvement in the community of s-f fandom. Instead, I spent many many hours wrapped up in the music of the thing called The Grateful Dead: collecting and listening to tapes, drawing line sketches to illustrate songs, attending their concerts, hanging out in the festival parking lots and inside the arenas, going to Deadhead parties, playing music every night with Deadhead friends, and being a waystation for travelling pilgrims to Bay Area shows.

Those days seemed endless. The noosphere of my world was filled with an inexhaustible supply of "live Dead" music.

Today, twenty-five years later, I'm happy (and a little bit awed) to drop in on that psychic musical space again. The remaining guys from that hairy old hippie band have got their shit together. Last night, they gave a performance at Nassau Coliseum that strikes me as equal to any of Old.

Listen to it while you can!
Update, 4-26-09: Continued on next rock.



Set 1:

Jack Straw
Brown-Eyed Women
It's All Over Now Baby Blue
Easy Wind
Death Don't Have No Mercy
Don't Ease Me In
Lost Sailor >
Saint of Circumstance

Set 2:

When I Paint My Masterpiece @
Peggy-O @
Looks Like Rain @

Set 3:

Alabama Getaway >
Jam >
Dark Star (v1) >
Drumz >
Space >
Knockin' On Heaven's Door....
Goin' Down The Road Feeling Bad

Encore: Donor Rap
Touch of Grey

@ - Acoustic