Sunday, June 8, 1969

I think this might be the show Phil describes in his new book on pages 146-150. he writes "At one point I look over at Jerry and saw a bridge of light like a rainbow of a thousand colors streaming between us; and flowing back and forth across that bridge: three dimensional musical notes-some swirling like the planet jupiter rotating at 100 times normal speed, some like fuzzy little tennis b****..." it goes on on in colorful detail (get the book!) but ends with phil stating "that moment may have…

The Dancin' here is, uh, interesting in a "follow-Jerry-wherever-he-goes" sort of way. But it doesn't hold a candle to the 5-6-70 version which includes at least three fantastic peaks that rise from the collective uberMind of the band to steal your face, pull your pants down, and kick your axx. The very mellow Friend of Mine is a sweet follow up. The St. Stephen rocks mightily. The New Potato Caboose (sniffle) is sublime.