Sunday, April 14, 1985

Vintage 85...a tad speedy...Jerry's lick's are all but flawless, yet the vocals as strong and heart-felt as they are, indicate a bit of illness I am so sad to write. But in a way, this is what trademarked this 85 sound, on the verge of utter harmonious excellence, but like every silver lining, a touch of gray tainted the colored canvas of charismatic addict-induced phenomenal foundation of fun-filled phil-zoned phanatical flawleshlessness?!@#$%^&*I started to give this 4 stars...for being…

This was a great show to dose at. Most of the drunks wore themselves out the night before, and there was nice room to move around in Orch left, I think 10th row or so. The band was absolutely on fire, and playing at top speed all night. It felt like it was raining during LLR (it wasn't, just acid rain) and there were these amazing waves of bass emanating from the stage during Space. Gloria was like the reward for surviving the trip, which was really hard at some points.