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Original Recipe Not Fade Away > Cumberland Blues* > Easy Wind*^, Box of Rain, Hell in a Bucket, Althea, BIODTL(13?), I’ll Take a Melody, Shakedown Street** > Low Spark of High-Heeled Space Boys** > Shakedown Street Reprise** Scarlet Begonias > Eyes of the World > Corrina > Drums > Space > I Need a Miracle > Dear Mr Fantasy > Morning Dew > Not Fade Away Reprise (w/confetti drop) E: (Crew Thanks) Woodstock *w/Daniel Donato ^w/Lisa on Harmonica **w/Warren Haynes

Just got a picture of Vince post op.

I just finished a book that came out last year, Here Beside The Rising Tide: Jerry Garcia, The Grateful Dead, And An American Awakening by Jim Newton. Ever since it was published 4 years after Jerry's passing, I've considered Blair Jackson's biography Garcia: An American Life the best book written on anything encompassing Jerry. Granted, Newton had an extra quarter century of archival and personal unearthing surrounding Garcia's and The Dead's story, but he took all that and hit it out of the park. Moreover, the book equally serves as a commentary of the literary, social, and political happenings surrounding Jerry's formative years and the Dead's ascension. I can't recommend this book highly enough.

Elective set. Rob Eaton out sick. Jeff on Travis Bean, Skip on Fender Jazz Bass, Barraco mostly Piano with Organ on a few. Lisa on Harmonica here and there. AMAZING SHOW. Jeff was on fire and really animated. Let it Rock TLEO Strange Man Easy Wind Mission in the Rain Cassidy Stir it up Lonesome and a long way from home Tore Up Sugaree I’ll be with Thee Hard to Handle Don’t let go > Drumz After Midnight From the Heart of Me That’s what love will make you do Tangled up in Blue sisters and brothers just fantastic. what a treat. Praise DSO!!!

I lost a brother last night. This community lost a brother. WE lost a brother. RIP Rude. You had waaaaay more to offer here than there. I am thankful for about 13yrs of travel adventures (all perfectly planned to the letter by you!) seeing shows, going to Vegas, talking sports, making fun of people, eating killer food, spending hours talking about nothing, expanding our minds, dancing, and dancing, scheming to get upgrades, haha you were the best. I’m sad you’re gone, I’m glad I got the time with you I did. Peace always brother. Y’all tell some Rude stories and let’s talk this thing out. Not sure what else to say or do.

Would be remiss not to mention this pair I attended. 8/8 Indy Conner Prarie Recreated 6/6/91 at Deer Creek which is a couple of stones throws from this very nice outdoor space. There was dedicated dance space behind first few rows…where I was, several 10 people tables behind that then lots of grass and tree lines up a rise. I particularly enjoyed the Jack Straw opener and Big RR Blues in first set and UJB in second. 1991 not my fav. Enjoyed filler a lot! Mr Charlie, Strange Man, Volunteers. 8/9 Dayton Rose Music Center 30th anniversary….. Elective:: Alabama Getaway Man Smart Woman Smarter Althea Mama Tried Mexicali Run for the Roses Broken Arrow Jack a Roe Never Trust a Woman TMNS Scarlet-> Fire Easy to Slip-> St Stephen-> D/S-> Imagine.(instrumental)-> Dark Star-> TheEleven-> Death Don’t-> Viola Black Muddy River Monster 2nd set worthy of the aforementioned anniversary. Also important to note was pre show announcement by Barraco of the celebration of life for Aaron(RUDE) “who really liked us”. The crowds applause was heartwarming as I planned to celebrate his life this show as I became aware of the date….as he would want me to. Although I spent much of first set debating security for at least 3 inches of aisle space to dance next to my seat, I was able to flirt/negotiate with her into the only half full ADA area which had plenty of space for my pleasure…and welcomed for that second set. Even saw Lisa frolicking by during drums. sufficient to say set 2…all of it…is why I have seen hundreds of DSO performances. Thank you band. You too Rude

My heart is heavy and I am still in disbelief and shock that he’s gone. Aaron was a close friend, instigator of the best kind and always ready to bugaloo which to know me was instantly endearing. I say Aaron because he admonished me after years of friendship that he had real name, lol. There was never a question to what was on his mind; when I first met him at Black Mountain shows in 2014, he told me he thought I’d be ugly and frumpy with a handle like Poetry Girl. This is hard to write because it makes it more real. We have had heart to hearts, pulled all nighters together, gambling or traipsing around NOLA, riding scooters around Indianapolis, laughing easily at his absurd assertions or funny ideas. He had such a big heart. I was so happy he made it to St Louis and texted him so, hoping the night filled him up, getting his head above water for a little while. The past year or so he had a heavy heart, lost zeal. I think of him every show really, always missing his dancing, competing with me for steps, which I won, haha, and missed him in Asheville during Music Never Stopped, watching the crowd really bust loose and get down, knowing he would be in heaven. When he hurt his foot and wore a brace, we maximized it in ADA in ATL; you know he would have had it no other way. Aaron lived life hard, harder than I ever could. Alas, desolation row. Starheads make the best community. I love you all very much. We lost a good one and damn, I wish I could have talked to him Sunday. I hate it for so many reasons, not the least being, for his son. Remember, it is a wonderful life. Bittersweet, but wondrous all the same. ❤️

My boys have basically grown up with him as a show buddy. They are 26 and 22 and were 13 and 9 when we started seeing Rude at DSO shows. Being a fellow tall head, I could always look around the room and spot him and him I and we’d share a laugh or smile from across the room while dancing. He texted me before phish played Nashville in 23 to ask if we were going. He told us to not get a hotel and we bunked with a hometown friend of his. We had such a good weekend while dragging this guy to his first phish shows. BBQ, gambling, football, DSO, there are many of my favorite things that won’t the same without ol’ Rudedogg. Rest easy my brother.

I only met him in person a few times, and we had a great visit at one Jubilee. But we texted a lot over the past almost 10 years. I respected everything about him. He was always so funny, so smart, and even when we disagreed he was always so on point with his observations. We shared quite a bit over time. I don’t have anything to add. You guys’ words say it best. He was and always will be a Starhead.

Ron Stevens long story about Dave Mason, his time with Traffic and a snow storm. Ron was a DJ on KSHE-95 from 1968 - 1976. On Saturday, November 27, 1976, Dave Mason played Kiel Auditorium in St. Louis. If you grew up in St. Louis, you know that was one of many times Dave played Kiel. He played there a decade earlier with Traffic, the band he co-founded. He was there with Black Oak Arkansas in the summer of ’72. Dave Mason was what we would call a friend of St. Louis. He was here a lot. From Kiel Auditorium in the late 60’s to his last show in our town, at The Factory STL on April 5, 2024, Dave Mason always drew a crowd of loyal fans … and friends. Dave’s most memorable visit may have been at the Mississippi River Festival on July 21, 1978. He opened with the Dave Mason classic, “Only You Know and I Know,” written by Dave and made famous by his friends Delaney and Bonnie Bramlett. Bonnie may have been at that show, as she once lived right down the road in Granite City (and lives there now). That night, Dave also played the highest charting song of his career, “We Just Disagree,” which was still on the national music charts that summer. He was on top of his game, for sure. And before the night was over, he played Dylan’s “All Along The Watchtower,” probably as a nod to the time he spent recording tracks for Hendrix at Electric Lady Studios. Dave played with some of the biggest names in rock, including Eric Clapton, Fleetwood Mac, Hendrix, Cass Eliot, Phoebe Snow, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr. He was everybody’s friend. But Dave Mason’s show here in St. Louis in the winter of 1976 was one I will not forget. Joy and I did not go. Four months earlier, our house in Kirkwood had burned to the ground while we were asleep in it. Spoiler alert, we survived. By November of 1976, we were settled into our new home on Ponca Trail in Kirkwood. Ponca Trail was, and still is, a very small and private community of homes that were built in the 1890’s as part of a resort area, overlooking the Meramec River. About a mile west of the Kirkwood Train Station, if you follow the railroad tracks, you will find a much smaller station, once known as the Meramec Highlands Train Station, built in 1891. It is now a private residence. Joy and I were fortunate enough to own one of those beautiful homes on Ponca Trail in 1977. And when we were finally settled by November, we decided to have a party to show our friends … on November 27. So we missed Dave’s show. But that day, a few hours before Mason stepped on stage at Kiel, we received a phone call from the record label promoter. “Dave wants to do something after the show. Can he come to your party?” My response was quick and to the point. “Sure. As long as he doesn’t bring a guitar. I hate when guys bring their guitars to parties.” God, I hope he didn’t tell Mason I said that. But he came, showing up just before midnight. Right around when the snow started falling. Dave, as expected, was very cordial and sociable. I’m not the greatest conversationalist at parties, but I found him to be very easy to talk to, considering the millions of topics we could have addressed that night. Two days earlier, The Band had held their farewell concert (“The Last Waltz”) in San Francisco. A week earlier, Patty Hearst had been freed on $15 million bail. But we talked about his days with Traffic. And what he told me stayed with me for all of these years. I would hear the story told many times again by other artists. I asked him if he missed those earlier days playing in Traffic, or something just as Farley-ish. “Ron, let me put it this way. For the first time in my life, as a musician, I’m finally actually making money for my work. I never received a dime for anything I did in Traffic.” My reaction was probably WORSE than Chris Farley. I stared at him. No words came out of my mouth for quite some time. Then I realized he was serious, and no “just kidding!” line was coming. “How … how?” I blurted. “You were in a legendary band! You wrote songs! THE songs!” He explained to me how musicians often didn’t own their own work. The record labels and music publishers owned everything. There were exceptions, of course, and over the years, artists learned how to play that game effectively. It was an eye-opener for a young disc jockey who assumed the recording industry treated artists with the respect they certainly deserved. But now, all these years later, I look for the “happily ever after” stories and hang on to them. Dave’s is one. He persisted. He never quit doing what he loved. He ended up with more than financial wealth. He lived his life out with an overabundance of friends who loved him. And friends he loved back. By the end of the evening, around 2am, after Dave had shaken every hand and answered every question, he said goodbye. As I mentioned, it began snowing around the time he arrived. It snowed over 13” that night in St. Louis. The official count was 13.9”. But no one would leave the party until Dave did. Fortunately, everyone got out of our little private street okay. Joy and I moved all of the half-empty glasses to the kitchen and got to bed by 3:30am. At about 7am, there was a knock at our front door. Then the doorbell. At 7am. After less than 4 hours of sleep. Joy pushed me out of bed. It was her way of saying, “Get that. I’m not.” When I opened the front door that early Sunday morning, standing before me was … Dave Mason. “What the hell are YOU doing here?!” “I can’t find my limo.” Dave arrived in a white stretch limo. A snow white stretch limo. I looked just past him, right behind him. “It’s right there, Dave.” It was right there. It had been right there all along. Granted, it was difficult to see with all the snow. The driver was in it. In the back. Asleep. Imagine it’s a cold, snowy night in November in St. Louis, and you look out your front window to check out the virgin snow covering your yard, your driveway, and the street. It’s, say, 4am. The scene is always beautiful. But this time, a guy is staggering around messing it all up. If you lived on Ponca Trail in 1976 and thought you saw a ghost, it was Dave Mason. Sorry it took me so long to tell you. Rest in peace, Dave. Your life was blessed with many friends because you were such a good friend to so many. Ron Stevens was a prominent DJ and program director at KSHE 95 in St. Louis during the 1970s, specifically active as a key personality and leader during the station's formative rock era from 1967 through the 1970s. He later produced the documentary Never Say Goodbye: The KSHE Documentary, highlighting the station's history.

Original recipe with 80s instrumentation set one: Let the Good Times Roll Alabama Getaway Brother Esau Tom Thumb’s Blues Ramble on Rose Easy Wind Wang Dang Doodle I’ll Be with Thee Beat It On Down the Line Big Boss Man Ruben & Cherise set 2: Foolish Heart Masters of War New Speedway Boogie Midnight Hour>Jam* drums/space Gimme Some Lovin All Along the Watchtower Black Peter Tangled Up in Blue encore: Doncha Do It *Corrina Tease Pretty sure this is accurate but I’m open to corrections. This was one high octane elective set! Jam out of Midnight Hour was super melty, top flight improvisation. Drums/Space? Downright volcanic. Masters of War, Lisa brought the house down. Surprisingly light on Bobby content - I guess Eaton’s saving his voice for Oakland. see you there?

This show was incredible. Right up there as one of the best DSO shows I’ve seen. Not sure what is better other than the 4.22.69 recreation at the Jubilee a few years back. the band played with amazing purpose and fire. And the crowd was perfectly tuned in for it. 1st big moment was Box of Rain. Absolutely nailed. Great run of Jerry with candyman brown eyed and loser playin was on the shorter but still fantastic. Lisa nailed the Donna scream and the crowd loved it. Things picked up steam at he’s gone and didn’t let up till golden road. The jam after truckin was doing its own thing and slowly and melodically moved into dark star jamming before finally being officially started. Full tiger ish space breakdown into the Dew. Perfection! Some serious scrubbing at the end with a couple extra laps before slamming it home. im still catching my breath and this post show glow won’t wear off for awhile.

Yooooo! PHX successfully opened 2026 up right! Set 1 had CRS, Mama Tried, Big Boss Man, FOTD (fast), Bobby McGee, Bird Song (strong), a RIPPING Jack Straw, Hurts Me Too that was my favorite version ever by any band that Lisa fucking slayed. Round and Round was appropriate, i.e. “the place was packed” lol The Van Buren is a relatively nice venue, but they need a bigger venue for PHX. The security checks and entry process took abnormally and excessively long, and the overcrowded scene was a bummer for many. (My crew had a hookup at the venue so I was not adversely impacted, but still…) So while the first set with just Rob on drums and the set list had all heads (get it?) on an early show — 1970-ish, set 2 opened with Weather Report. So we knew we had an elective set because LIG never opened a second set with that first set composition (Mama Tried in two slot, BBM, Bobby McGee, etc.). China Doll was lovely. St. Steve Not Fade GDTR Not Fade was smoking. Raucous and rowdy shit. One More Saturday Night on a tour-opening Thursday was a fun surprise. Got to say hi to Rob B after the show (yo Rob), mentioned that the last time we chatted was at the Mousetrap in Indy for Skeleton Crewe, so we got a kick out of that. And he was with some people I know. Small world, great vibes The band and the quality of play, plus the sound last night should have everyone super stoked for when you see them soon. Loved seeing everyone happy and healthy. Thanks for the shoutout, AC DD

Stealin Contract Let’s work together w/ rapping by Jeremiah Showdown at Big sky Danger Man Cant find My Way Home Whats so Funny about Peace, Love, and Understanding Ripple

DSO 12/30/25 Franklin Music Hall Philadelphia, PA Elective Setlist — Dedicated to Brian Tenzin Set I Scarlet Begonias Mr. Charlie The Race Is On Birdsong Chinatown Shuffle Me & Bobby McGee You Ain’t Woman Enough Cumberland Blues Operator Mama Tried U.S. Blues Set II Sittin’ On Top Of The World Pride Of Cucamonga Hard To Handle Dancin’ In The Street He’s Gone> Saint Stephen> Drums> Saint Stephen Reprise> William Tell Bridge> The Eleven> Death Don’t Have No Mercy> Not Fade Away> Goin’ Down The Road Feeling Bad> Not Fade Away E: Woodstock

We only made it for second set. We in Orlando at Disney for Delilah’s 7th birthday 3 hour drive down 3 hour drive back. Some may think for one set that makes no sense and isn’t worth it. Wow would they be wrong. It was so wonderful to see Torin and catch up with how the Perotti’s are doing for better or worse. I love that family so big and Vince and Sue raised a wonderful polite respectful young man that I have the pleasure to call my friends. It didn’t hurt to see several other familiar faces to boot and I know that I missed some too. I love you kevin thanks for help with the tickets. And the thanksgiving guidance as well. Amazing gravy. But the real reason it was so totally worth it. Holy bat shit fucking monster Jeff moments. The visions was simply masterfully poignantly and hauntingly delivered. Chills down my spine. Tears welling up in the corridors of my eyes and soul. Haunting memories of past Visions and just so happy to be able to say that Whitney isn’t just vision or memory that haunts my mind but a loving constant to share life’s journey towards all things love and beautiful and sad and sorrowful and joyous and tumultuous. A life partner that I never thought I’d find deserve or even get a glimpse of what that means. We have a surprise for our friends love ones and community. Close to our one year anniversary and Whitney and Baracco’s birthday New Orleans. It’s crazy but when they followed the Visions with Saturday night I was pretty much ready to start driving back to Orlando. It’s daddy’s princesses 7th birthday today and we have plans for magic and kingdoms. We was just a couple short steps from the door when Whitney and I decided we couldn’t just vaporize but needed to say good bye to Torin. They then dropped into Superman Jeff moment. Dark Star absolutely delivered on the Dew more tears and emotions. The song was playing on a random playlist in the delivery room guided by one prompt Grateful Dead the very moment the delivered Delilah Jo via c section out of Whitney and into the world. The words I thought I heard a baby cry were echoing as my baby let out her first cries. I feel ever so blessed to gotten to experience this moment with my favorite band and in the presence of several familiar faces. I could not be anymore Grateful for that moment to allow the tears to fall from my eyes and see the tears fall from mommas as we danced into a very needed very warming and life sustaining and affirming embrace. I love you Whitney and I love you Delilah. Unfortunately the return to Orlando was not without event. As little Ricky jr was awake and feverish in bed with grandma. A quick yo CVS and some ibuprofen and we got the boy to sleep in mommas arms but we will see how that impacts and plays out for the magic and kingdoms tomorrow. As for now I must say goodnight. Take one big swig a whiskey and couple puffs on a blunt and try to drift off into sleep. I am so truly fortunate and blessed to have such a beautiful life and family and friends. It’s crazy how I got here. Without love in the dream it will never come true…. I should really proof read before posting but fuck it is on get the gist of it.

Fantastic! Actually guessed the show from the first note, as not too many shows start with Ramble On Rose. Love this OG dead show. DSO delivered big time. Tom did great!

The crew served up a rocking elective. Sounded great in spite of a few PA issues here & there. Love this venue but it was quite packed. The Weight Cold Rain and Snow Midnight Hour Ramble On Rose Broken Arrow Cumberland Easy wind Lost Sailor > Circumstance Tangled up in blue Stranger Help on the way>Sunrise>Slip > Franklin’s Corrina>Drums >space>Dear Mr Fantasy > Corrina Like a Road Leading Home Viola Lee Blues Don’t Do It

1973-09-17 - Onondaga County War Memorial, Syracuse minus the horns. great show!

This should be a fun one…and bringing my daughter stella blue to her first jubilee.

77/10/29 Evans Field House, Northern Illinois University, DeKalb, IL Might As Well, Jack Straw, Dire Wolf, Looks Like Rain, Loser, El Paso, Ramble on Rose, Minglewood Blues, Must Have Been the Roses, Let It Grow. Bertha>Good Lovin', Friend of the Devil, Estimated Prophet> Eyes of the World>Space>St. Stephen>Drums>Not Fade Away> Black Peter>Sugar Magnolia. E: One More Saturday Night. Dave's Picks 33. It is a whopper. Praise DSO.

These are usually pretty fun. Praise DSO.

Hey friends. A fun Bill going on this Saturday in Trenton NJ. 2 sets of KGB (Jerry Garcia Band featuring myself, Sammy, Karl and more) and 2 sets of Wolfman Jack (primal dead). https://facebook.com/events/s/halloween-trick-or-treat-on-sh/1114051754241192/ All day event at the German American Society!

No signing in trouble, the reactions don’t work for me either and I’ve noticed that the PREV << and NEXT>> page turners don’t work. Other than that, everything’s awesome!

Set 1: Shakedown Street ; Little Red Rooster ; Althea ; When I Paint My Masterpiece ; Hey Pocky Way ; Deal Set 2: Maggie's Farm > Cumberland Blues ; Playing In The Band > Terrapin Station > drums > space > I Need A Miracle > Stella Blue > Throwing Stones > Turn On Your Lovelight Encore: Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn) Filler: Money Honey A GD Setlist 1987-11-14 Long Beach Arena, Long Beach, CA

That’s the face we all fell in love with! That how I’ll always remember him!!

Many knew him better than I. His presence always brightened my show experience. Rest easy friend.

Both Gr8fulpair and Tea at the start of this line said it all too well for me to add anything. Over the yast ten years or so it has been a joy hanging out with Rude and all those friends. I'll certainly miss that good friend. Peace and Love, Doc

He got me to go to my first Hyryder show at Riverfront Live October 20, 2020 and my first jubilee having me drive in with him at gates and two other veterans to form a big living room area with our four cars on the corners. He wished he lived closer to me because he wanted to jump in my car and ride up late Friday just in time for DSO's 8:30 start.

So sorry to hear this, Rude was one of a kind. We didn’t cross paths except a few times at Jubilee, and last time I saw him there we spent a good chunk of time hanging out, listening and shooting the shit. When I wanted a break from dancing I would wander over to the sweet spot and find him there awash in the sound. His easygoing nature and lack of pretense made it easy to be friends with him. Was looking forward to the next time, but was glad to get to know him a little better the last time.

Rarely am I at a loss for words - takes everything I have to share much of anything right now. Words of remembrance simply don’t justice to who he was as a friend, a companion, and a vibrant spirit. From the night he stumbled into our campsite, and all the years that followed, he lived life with the throttle down. Piercing eyes with a piercing intellect to match. The joy that DSO brought him was undeniable, unchained, and unbound. He stoked those fires in us and it commanded our full attention. DSO would announce a tour and he planned the full itinerary in about 3 minutes. Where we would be staying, where we could eat, who we could meet up with, what sporting events would coincide with our travels, venue dancing pros/cons, and what recreations might be in the offing. Literally 3 minutes flat. Oh buddy - you were way too loved for it to end here. There were so many worldly tribulations still left unspoken and still unsolved and we tackled so many of them together. Quick with an insult immediately chased with a quick smile. Too smart for your own good methinks. A part of all of us left shattered with little desire to sweep up the pieces because it’s all we have left. Rest easy, Rude - and Rude you were. You thought it, and then you said it - consequences be damned. It’s who you were - beautifully unapologetic. You leave us gutted, searching for meaning in something that will never make sense. Salt of the earth gang - signing off until we meet again some day

Set 1 Elective in the style of Set 2 early and late shows Avalon theater 4:4/1969 Set 1 China Rider Hard to Handle, Dancing, Hurts Me Too, Easy Wind, Green Grass of Home, Alligator, ( Mountain Song- Donovan) Caution, Morning Dew Sst 2 Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, Doin that Rag, Cryptical ->Drums -> TOO-> Cryptical Death Don’t Have No Mercy Happy Birthday Skip! (6/02) Lovelight, Dark Star, St Sephen, the Eleven, Feedback. Filler: White Rabbit 💥💵🎰😍 AND the Dark Star was really, really quite pristine. Very special. Really so special. Thank you so much.

Only show i caught on the tour, and I stumbled into a jewel! I was already in Charleston for a family reunion wrapped around the Spoleto Festival. Went to the show with several friends I've known for at least 40 years. Brimming with gratitude. Next show will be at Merriweather, where I'll witness a show I attended in '85. 🙏🙏 My second DSO show at The Refinery. Such a sweet venue!! I may make this an annual pilgrimage.

Commander Cody said they can throw you in jail for having too much fun. seems like a lot of us got a good piece of DSO this tour.

I was mesmerized by the Shakedown—>Low Spark—>Shakedown right in front of Barraco on the rail. The non verbal communication between him and Warren was palatable as the notes, chords, and changes displayed their bonds as both looked at each other throughout. The rest of the band were the more than adequate backup players of this ridiculously good version and the musical highlight of the weekend for me. Another fantastic 3 days at the Jubilee. 100,000 steps in 3 days according to the smart watch.

FYI the first rest area exit leaving on 70 West is loaded with 20-30 motorcycle cops and 4 SUV's, watch yo speed

1982-04-09 Community War Memorial Auditorium Rochester, NY Alabama Getaway-> Greatest Story Ever Told, Dire Wolf-> CC Rider, Bird Song, It's All Over Now, Loser, Minglewood Blues, China Cat Sunflower-> I Know You Rider Women Are Smarter, To Lay Me Down, Lost Sailor-> Saint Of Circumstance-> Drums-> Close Encounters Space > The Other One-> Stella Blue-> Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad-> Satisfaction E: Brokedown Palace F: Keep on Growing, Love the One You’re With All Good but post drums was outta hand

Lisa has laryngitis so we did it more like an elective in the style of 😉

1985-08-30 Southern Star Amphitheater Houston, TX Jack Straw, Row Jimmy, CC Rider, Bird Song-> Looks Like Rain-> Deal Scarlet Begonias-> Touch Of Grey, Samson & Delilah-> Drums-> Gimme Some Lovin'-> The Wheel-> The Other One-> Morning Dew E: Sugar Magnolia F: Walking the Dog, Dancin in the Streets > Ripple

The single-drummer era represented the creative and technical apex for the Grateful Dead and Billy was the straw that stirred the drink 🥁

Front Row center 4 ft from the rail…security preventing rail riding. Had all the space I needed. Waking up feeling I got hit by that bus I eventually got on. Flat ass non stop primal dead played phenomenally.

We’ll wait for you, Rob. Take all the time you need.

Second row center for the original. Quite the ride. Praise DSO.

Original Recipe - Setlist unconfirmed Iko Iko > Johnny B. Goode, West L.A. Fadeaway, Beat It on Down the Line, Mr. Charlie, Cats Down Under the Stars, Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues, Bird Song, Feel Like a Stranger Help on the Way > Slipknot! > Franklin's Tower, Masters of War, Sugar Magnolia > Drums > Space > Low Spark of High-Heeled Boys > All Along the Watchtower > Black Muddy River > Sunshine Daydream E: Woodstock

My friends Pitbull, Dio, always took the blame in lots when other dogs were the ones causing the trouble. Talk about prejudice and it was usually a dog named Cassidy. Dio always enjoyed walking the lots and scoring ground scraps of food. He'd get all excited as we pulled in for the preshow festivities. The worst he ever did was getting to lick your face.

HE WAS A FRIEND OF MINE Ever since hearing the terrible news I can't get it out of my head. Now seeing pictures of Aaron posted online and his obituary just bring it all home with even greater impact. We're left here empty handed and empty hearted wondering "why?", what could I have done?, what could anyone have done?... Lots of questions, no good answers. A long time ago Aaron told me the story of how he got the nickname "Rude" and how he didn't feel it really suited him anymore and to me he was "Aaron" ever since. I can't remember where we met or when but it was a long time ago and we became friends right away. Maybe we were friends through the Forums first (most likely), where he lovingly spent so much of his time, becoming a larger than life figure on the scene with his sharp wit and friendly approach to everyone. But he would have remembered where and how we met. He had a sharp memory in addition to his wit and an encyclopedic knowledge of the Grateful Dead and DSO. Aaron had a "way" about him. He was a totally unique character and he was certainly a "character" in every good sense of the word. He would spark debate about anything with opinions about everything. He would smile all the while knowing that he was really just acting out a charade and spoofing all of us on the state of things. You could count on him too. If he promised, he delivered. But if you engaged with him on a topic you really had to be ready to follow it way down (or up) because Aaron had the tenacity and cleverness to be the devils advocate to the devils advocate. And he was really smart, as anyone naive enough to try and "win" a debate with him quickly found out. How can we find any peace or closure when the most unthinkable happens? How do I reconcile the little videos he would send me of his son Jonathon dancing or playing while Aaron clearly was a very proud dad? How can we get back to the good memories that anyone who called Aaron a friend has many of? How? No good answers. All I can think of is to try and remember to look out for each other. We are members of the same strange club, fraught with too much intellect, too much adventure, and too much risk when we let things get out of hand. Make a pact with one person that you will call them if you ever get to that point. Swear you will make that call. For me I've realized over my life that no matter how bad and hopeless things seem at any moment that they don't seem as bad 24 hours later. Maybe still bad, but not THAT bad. So that is a promise I made to myself, if needed shut the lights, close the curtains, roll up into a ball but just wait 24 hours and let yourself create a floor above the abyss. And there is always the 24 hour suicide hotline available by call or texting 988. Aaron, you loved many and you were loved by many. You were a good friend. You were a brother on the DSO scene that will never be replaced. I wish you the peace you needed, but wish you were still around for the world to share while we all stand around looking for answers that don't really exist. Love you brother.

1977/10/07 University of New Mexico Albuquerque, NM Mississippi Half Step, Jack Straw, Peggy-O, El Paso, They Love Each Other, Big River, Dupree's Diamond Blues, Let It Grow, Deal Samson & Delilah, Sunrise, Ramble On Rose, Passenger, Terrapin Station-> Playin' In The Band-> Drums-> Iko Iko-> The Wheel-> Wharf Rat-> Sugar Magnolia E: One More Saturday Night F: Happy Birthday Dave Quinn (Light Crew) Mighty Quinn

I’m looking forward to another Jubilee. I’ve only missed the first and 6th I think. Made 3 grateful fests at the Ledges. I love this venue, the vibe, and the people I have met there over the years. I see them once a year and it’s always an absolute pleasure to be able to spend a small snippet of time with them. I first saw DSO in August 2001, since then I’ve been to…in excess of 150 shows and they never fail to impress upon me the incredible skills of the musicians. They’ve changed the musicians over the years, but the spirit of, and the quality the music has remained constant. Higher power willing I’ll get to make the pilgrimage to Thornville many more times.