Friday, September 29, 1989

When one sees the GD lots and lots, the moments are too many and too different to make a list. But of all the shows I saw, this one had the hardest hitting solo. The one that had the most powerful impact. A solo that circled around those many people, bouncing off human flesh and inanimate walls and smack into my being. So much seemingly pent up emotion (it had been a long while since that solo felt the dark of night) that it's almost difficult to fathom, even when listening now.

This show will always stand out to me for the Death Dont Havr no Mercy Always in love with the older Grateful Dead this song was one of the reason why I loved going to shows. I arrived early to Shoreline one of the days and went inside about an hour early? and hanged out on the hill. We were listing to the baseball game A's vs.