Just messing around and came upon this full pro-shot JGB show from Shoreline September 1990. It was supposed to be a GD run that weekend, but of course Brent had just moved on, so they subbed in a JGB show one of the nights. JGB = Just Good Business after all.
It was a bit of a crazy night for me in a few ways, culminating with a friend offering me 12th row center floor seats for a couple of Grateful Dead shows at Madison Square Garden later that month, during the first post-Brent run before Europe. I really wanted to see the band in the new configuration, so in the emotion & adrenalin of the middle of a fun Jerry show I disregarded my serious "dislike" of flying and agreed that night at Shoreline to go to New York City.
I likely would have turned it down if offered in normal circumstances, and I had more than a few second thoughts in the light of day, but I went and that trip & those shows at MSG were very special and put me back on the bus I'd been off of for a while, so this JGB Shoreline show has always been a very good personal Jerry memory.
It's a pretty good show, and now almost exactly 30 years ago.
God Love ya' Jerry, and thanks.
Thanks also to my friend Jeff for the MSG tix. He passed on about 29 years ago at the age of 27.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
Jerry joined the angels
rounded out his earthly life
left us Dead Heads
sad, but grateful
for all the years
combined.
Lucky! Oh! We are so lucky
who grieve today,
for millions of Dead Heads
yet unborn will never be
in some smokey hall
or out at a country fair
while Jerry and the boys
are playing something
entirely new
and absolutely perfect.
Last week, I hallucinated
(had a premonition of)
a world without Jerry.
I worried, he was gone
without a trace
and only I remembered him.
Turning, I saw an old
Filmore poster on the wall,
Garcia’s youthful, clean-shaven
smiling face
and in my head I heard
his distinctive voice saying
“Don't worry about it, man.”
Late Sunday afternoon,
driving home through Forest Knolls
I thought fondly of Jerry.
Two sunrises, three sunsets later,
that’s where he died.
Since then, for me
everything is flashback deja vu.
I have already read all the newspapers
and seen all the television programs,
all the galaxies are reruns,
but destiny is just begun.
When the news went round the world
the people took the streets
and danced and sang by candlelight
all across the nation.
I was alone again in my mind’s room
and could not share their laughter
or their tears.
Now Jerry rides the cusps
between the times.
The times are changing
as they are encapsulated,
contained on disc and tape,
but even should the poles shift
and all magnets disappear,
erasing Jerry’s voice,
even then the songs will be sung
around campfires in the primordial forests
under eternity along the wild
wind swept beaches of nature
inside the castles and caves or bus
where we maintain our freeholds.
Remember Jerry on the stage,
his expressions as the music
played the stories of existence.
Never mind abusive uses
of dangerous substances,
or the impudent impotent reviews
of ignorant imbeciles,
none of that matters.
What matters are the curious
expansive trips further into, out of
spaces and bubbles of consciousness.
Jerry left us many signposts,
and the long strange trip continues
there is much work that remains to be done.
The Grateful Dead can never die
The Grateful Dead are life.
-- D. A. Wilson (A Fan) Dead Head Well Said
San Francisco/Secret Valley, August 1995
Hard to believe its been 25 years. While there is nothing like a Grateful Dead show thank goodness we have a huge archive of recordings to enjoy. Peace.
I remember exactly when I learned the news, from my manager at ACLU of Washington in Seattle. He sent me home for the day.
I had last seen him on that crazy West coast run in late spring 95 : Vegas Silver Bowl > Seattle Memorial Coliseum / Stadium @ Seattle Center > Portland Meadows > Shoreline.
The Seattle run featured one of the best Stella's I'd ever heard, need to look that up again.
My last GD shows were those Portland Meadows. We had pretty good lawn "seats" close up, and you could throw a pebble which might bounce off many friends who also sat there.
We all sort of knew "uhh this Train's about run out of Steam..."
The Time just wound down. Nothing anyone could really do.
Yeah, my last was the 3 show run at the Delta Center in SLC Feb '95. The city cops were surprisingly chill and allowed a shakedown in the parking lot across the street,where I got this sweet batik shirt below. Woman explained Jerry wore red during rehab (?). Strange to buy this shirt about six months before he passed. Frayed a little now, and every year for 25 years now it seems to shrink a little more each year. Weird.
Bobby busted out SLC for the first and only time with the GD (not very good) opening that third night followed by FOTD. Got a "So Many Roads" in the first set but the "Visions..." in the second set was a highlight, not only of the night, but of the whole tour according to McNally in his book. The memory I take home is one of my best concert moments - when they brought up the house lights last song of the second set, "Sugar Magnolia". I was just off the floor and looked up and everyone, I mean EVERYONE! was up and dancing. The whole freakin' arena. Never saw anything like it before or after. What joy and love and unity. A wonderful send-off moment to cherish.
LCL, thanks for prompting the memory of William Edward Compton, a GREAT man. His station in Phoenix / Mesa, KDKB, was a treasure while he was alive. They helped bring so many great shows to town, and the music education was invaluable. The shows I saw at the Celebrity Theatre because of him....my my my.
I was at that Shoreline JGB show Tom. I had tickets for the Dead run there before Brent died. When those shows were canceled, I jumped on the Jerry ticket.
Was maybe the most "spiritual" show I ever went to. Brent had just passed and you could feel the sensation of deep loss. And Jerry was magnificent. I was very high on some very good acid, and I felt like Jerry was playing and singing to me in particular.
From that point on, the Dead brought very little(Jerry missed Brent so bad and nobody came close to replacing him) and I preferred JGB where Jerry could do what he wanted.
Having seen Bob & Rob Wasserman in Central Park the night B4, I remember folks talking about seeing each other next at MSG in late September. I took the next day off from work, and was asleep when the call came. A tour friend told me that the party was over. We had been going 2 shows with others for many years. It took me a while to figure out what was going on. B4 my first cup of coffee I’m kind of in a fog. I watched CNN. They confirmed the sad news. By mid afternoon I didn’t want to be alone, so I headed to Strawberry Fields in Central Park. In the middle of Strawberry Fields there is a circular pathway mosaic of inlaid stones, with a single word, "Imagine". There were roses, candles, trinkets and pictures. Lots of people sitting quietly around the circle. It felt both mournful & comforting to share this time with others, people who were moved by Jerry. Since that day I have seen plenty of other music, both with & without folks who played in the band. Lots of wonderful times & poignant music. That said, IMHO Jerry was and remains irreplaceable. I feel fortunate to see him as many times as I did. I miss Jerry.
This is Grateful, performed by Jesse
@michiganmanhattan and me
in the living room. I wrote the
song for Jerry Garcia on his
passing day, August 9,1995,
twenty-five years ago. One
common wire, one silver thread
refers to a strand of Jerry's hair.
Simple and beloved.
One more from Compton Terrace. This is Garcia's reaction after he says something to Weir between songs, and Weir says into the mike,
"Jerry says it looks like a Texas dragonfly." It was a guy in a "one man" flying contraption in the near distance.
As an amateur photographer I found it difficult to get good shots of the band, and preferred to just enjoy the music, but it was fun to try to pull it off
Great pic. Those Compton Terrace shows were big fun.
That second photo shows it all Dave. I love that place. What a special moment to have been there. We went out to Griffith park in LA. Candle lit vigil. Was good to have it.
My wife called me at work and asked how I was taking it. I asked her, taking what?
CNN actually came to my house to interview my wife and I. I have it somewhere but haven't found it yet. Was a short interview of course. Took place in the park across from my house.
Thanks for all the personal stories, nice read today.
I lived in SF at the time, went to Golden Gate Park to commiserate with other folks because I didn't know what else to do. Losing Jerry was shocking. Thought he would be around for many, many years. Lots of phone calls with friends we cried, we laughed, we talked about our favorite tours, we felt lucky to have had the experience even then. I went back to the massive, growing memorial for him in GGP day after day. It was very intense, but I felt I just had to be there. Miss you Jer!
I was going to stop pretending I cared about college and head out on Fall tour. After Jerry passed that plan changed. I gave school another shot, but hit the road that spring never looking back. I don't usually look back and think "What if" , but August 9th always makes me wonder. I guess I had to dream me a dream of my own.
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All the years go by, they
All the years go by, they melt into a dream.
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Beautiful. Thank you.
Beautiful. Thank you.
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25 years in the other
25 years in the other direction = 1970
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For you few youngin's around
25 years ago, it still breaks my heart.
For you few youngin's around here, remember this 25 years from now.
I'm betting that GD music will still be loved & played.
Because it's not a set thing, it's a flowing, in the moment thing.
And because it's fuckin' great.
Long Live Jerry Garcia.
Long Live the Grateful Dead.
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"Where Does The Time Go...?"
"Where Does The Time Go...?"
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Garcia, Nelson and????
Garcia, Nelson and????
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A young Mr Robert Hunter
A young Mr Robert Hunter
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https://www.youtube.com/watch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOUqEqxtUJE
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And when you hear that song
And when you hear that song
Come crying like the wind
It seems like all this life
Was just a dream
Like the first post in this thread.
I consider myself one fortunate, lucky and blessed sob.
RIP Jerry.
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RIP Jerry
RIP Jerry
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I will always miss him.
I will always miss him.
I will always love him.
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Just messing around and came
Just messing around and came upon this full pro-shot JGB show from Shoreline September 1990. It was supposed to be a GD run that weekend, but of course Brent had just moved on, so they subbed in a JGB show one of the nights. JGB = Just Good Business after all.
It was a bit of a crazy night for me in a few ways, culminating with a friend offering me 12th row center floor seats for a couple of Grateful Dead shows at Madison Square Garden later that month, during the first post-Brent run before Europe. I really wanted to see the band in the new configuration, so in the emotion & adrenalin of the middle of a fun Jerry show I disregarded my serious "dislike" of flying and agreed that night at Shoreline to go to New York City.
I likely would have turned it down if offered in normal circumstances, and I had more than a few second thoughts in the light of day, but I went and that trip & those shows at MSG were very special and put me back on the bus I'd been off of for a while, so this JGB Shoreline show has always been a very good personal Jerry memory.
It's a pretty good show, and now almost exactly 30 years ago.
God Love ya' Jerry, and thanks.
Thanks also to my friend Jeff for the MSG tix. He passed on about 29 years ago at the age of 27.
On it goes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ebipFPiK8pU
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Ratdog 8/9/95, first
Ratdog 8/9/95, first performance of Knockin' on Heaven's Door, nice harp from Matt Kelly
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHlBgK2mSJc
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GARCIA’S DEATH
GARCIA’S DEATH
Yesterday, today and tomorrow
Jerry joined the angels
rounded out his earthly life
left us Dead Heads
sad, but grateful
for all the years
combined.
Lucky! Oh! We are so lucky
who grieve today,
for millions of Dead Heads
yet unborn will never be
in some smokey hall
or out at a country fair
while Jerry and the boys
are playing something
entirely new
and absolutely perfect.
Last week, I hallucinated
(had a premonition of)
a world without Jerry.
I worried, he was gone
without a trace
and only I remembered him.
Turning, I saw an old
Filmore poster on the wall,
Garcia’s youthful, clean-shaven
smiling face
and in my head I heard
his distinctive voice saying
“Don't worry about it, man.”
Late Sunday afternoon,
driving home through Forest Knolls
I thought fondly of Jerry.
Two sunrises, three sunsets later,
that’s where he died.
Since then, for me
everything is flashback deja vu.
I have already read all the newspapers
and seen all the television programs,
all the galaxies are reruns,
but destiny is just begun.
When the news went round the world
the people took the streets
and danced and sang by candlelight
all across the nation.
I was alone again in my mind’s room
and could not share their laughter
or their tears.
Now Jerry rides the cusps
between the times.
The times are changing
as they are encapsulated,
contained on disc and tape,
but even should the poles shift
and all magnets disappear,
erasing Jerry’s voice,
even then the songs will be sung
around campfires in the primordial forests
under eternity along the wild
wind swept beaches of nature
inside the castles and caves or bus
where we maintain our freeholds.
Remember Jerry on the stage,
his expressions as the music
played the stories of existence.
Never mind abusive uses
of dangerous substances,
or the impudent impotent reviews
of ignorant imbeciles,
none of that matters.
What matters are the curious
expansive trips further into, out of
spaces and bubbles of consciousness.
Jerry left us many signposts,
and the long strange trip continues
there is much work that remains to be done.
The Grateful Dead can never die
The Grateful Dead are life.
-- D. A. Wilson (A Fan) Dead Head Well Said
San Francisco/Secret Valley, August 1995
https://www.roarshock.net/vol2no8.pdf
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https://mixlr.com/h2oradio--2
https://mixlr.com/h2oradio--2/
The regular Sunday Jerry Church (every Sunday).
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Hard to believe its been 25
Hard to believe its been 25 years. While there is nothing like a Grateful Dead show thank goodness we have a huge archive of recordings to enjoy. Peace.
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I took this one on 12-6-92 at
I took this one on 12-6-92 at Compton Terrace. Here Comes Sunshine bust out that day.
Miss the big guy as much as ever. What a fun ride, so glad I was there.
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Nice pic ^^^
Nice pic ^^^
Missing Jerry today and always.
I remember exactly when I learned the news, from my manager at ACLU of Washington in Seattle. He sent me home for the day.
I had last seen him on that crazy West coast run in late spring 95 : Vegas Silver Bowl > Seattle Memorial Coliseum / Stadium @ Seattle Center > Portland Meadows > Shoreline.
The Seattle run featured one of the best Stella's I'd ever heard, need to look that up again.
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My last GD shows were those
My last GD shows were those Portland Meadows. We had pretty good lawn "seats" close up, and you could throw a pebble which might bounce off many friends who also sat there.
We all sort of knew "uhh this Train's about run out of Steam..."
The Time just wound down. Nothing anyone could really do.
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Yeah, my last was the 3 show
Yeah, my last was the 3 show run at the Delta Center in SLC Feb '95. The city cops were surprisingly chill and allowed a shakedown in the parking lot across the street,where I got this sweet batik shirt below. Woman explained Jerry wore red during rehab (?). Strange to buy this shirt about six months before he passed. Frayed a little now, and every year for 25 years now it seems to shrink a little more each year. Weird.
Bobby busted out SLC for the first and only time with the GD (not very good) opening that third night followed by FOTD. Got a "So Many Roads" in the first set but the "Visions..." in the second set was a highlight, not only of the night, but of the whole tour according to McNally in his book. The memory I take home is one of my best concert moments - when they brought up the house lights last song of the second set, "Sugar Magnolia". I was just off the floor and looked up and everyone, I mean EVERYONE! was up and dancing. The whole freakin' arena. Never saw anything like it before or after. What joy and love and unity. A wonderful send-off moment to cherish.
LCL, thanks for prompting the memory of William Edward Compton, a GREAT man. His station in Phoenix / Mesa, KDKB, was a treasure while he was alive. They helped bring so many great shows to town, and the music education was invaluable. The shows I saw at the Celebrity Theatre because of him....my my my.
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I was at that Shoreline JGB
I was at that Shoreline JGB show Tom. I had tickets for the Dead run there before Brent died. When those shows were canceled, I jumped on the Jerry ticket.
Was maybe the most "spiritual" show I ever went to. Brent had just passed and you could feel the sensation of deep loss. And Jerry was magnificent. I was very high on some very good acid, and I felt like Jerry was playing and singing to me in particular.
From that point on, the Dead brought very little(Jerry missed Brent so bad and nobody came close to replacing him) and I preferred JGB where Jerry could do what he wanted.
I miss that son of a bitch immensely.
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Such a long long time to be
Such a long long time to be gone
And a short time to be there
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Without love in the dream it
Without love in the dream it will never come true.
RIP Jerry!
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Having seen Bob & Rob
Having seen Bob & Rob Wasserman in Central Park the night B4, I remember folks talking about seeing each other next at MSG in late September. I took the next day off from work, and was asleep when the call came. A tour friend told me that the party was over. We had been going 2 shows with others for many years. It took me a while to figure out what was going on. B4 my first cup of coffee I’m kind of in a fog. I watched CNN. They confirmed the sad news. By mid afternoon I didn’t want to be alone, so I headed to Strawberry Fields in Central Park. In the middle of Strawberry Fields there is a circular pathway mosaic of inlaid stones, with a single word, "Imagine". There were roses, candles, trinkets and pictures. Lots of people sitting quietly around the circle. It felt both mournful & comforting to share this time with others, people who were moved by Jerry. Since that day I have seen plenty of other music, both with & without folks who played in the band. Lots of wonderful times & poignant music. That said, IMHO Jerry was and remains irreplaceable. I feel fortunate to see him as many times as I did. I miss Jerry.
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Patti Smith performing
Patti Smith performing "Grateful".
This is Grateful, performed by Jesse
@michiganmanhattan and me
in the living room. I wrote the
song for Jerry Garcia on his
passing day, August 9,1995,
twenty-five years ago. One
common wire, one silver thread
refers to a strand of Jerry's hair.
Simple and beloved.
https://www.instagram.com/tv/CDrsLy1JVsH/?igshid=1bma1gsjwyt3p&fbclid=Iw...
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One more from Compton Terrace
One more from Compton Terrace. This is Garcia's reaction after he says something to Weir between songs, and Weir says into the mike,
"Jerry says it looks like a Texas dragonfly." It was a guy in a "one man" flying contraption in the near distance.
As an amateur photographer I found it difficult to get good shots of the band, and preferred to just enjoy the music, but it was fun to try to pull it off
a number of times.
Fun Fun Fun
Thanks Garcia
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Great pic. Those Compton
Great pic. Those Compton Terrace shows were big fun.
That second photo shows it all Dave. I love that place. What a special moment to have been there. We went out to Griffith park in LA. Candle lit vigil. Was good to have it.
My wife called me at work and asked how I was taking it. I asked her, taking what?
CNN actually came to my house to interview my wife and I. I have it somewhere but haven't found it yet. Was a short interview of course. Took place in the park across from my house.
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Thanks for all the personal
Thanks for all the personal stories, nice read today.
I lived in SF at the time, went to Golden Gate Park to commiserate with other folks because I didn't know what else to do. Losing Jerry was shocking. Thought he would be around for many, many years. Lots of phone calls with friends we cried, we laughed, we talked about our favorite tours, we felt lucky to have had the experience even then. I went back to the massive, growing memorial for him in GGP day after day. It was very intense, but I felt I just had to be there. Miss you Jer!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9pXqSjYOpic
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I was going to stop
I was going to stop pretending I cared about college and head out on Fall tour. After Jerry passed that plan changed. I gave school another shot, but hit the road that spring never looking back. I don't usually look back and think "What if" , but August 9th always makes me wonder. I guess I had to dream me a dream of my own.