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Original Recipe Cold Rain and Snow > Jack Straw, Hey Pocky Way, Althea, Cassidy, Brown Eyed Women, Black Throated Wind, Keep on Growing, She Belongs to Me, Muzak Never Stopped Wake Up Little Suzy*, Deep Elem Blues* > Dark Hollow*, Ripple**, China Cat Funflower > I Know U Ryder, He’s Gone > St Stephen > Drumz > Space > Tomorrow Never Knows, (Honey) Love the One You’re With > St Stephen > Not Fade Away > Mission in the Rain > GDTRFB E: The Weight Notes: * Rob n Jeff Acoustic Duet ** Trio with Lisa Rex Foundation Benefit Heavy Bobby vibes

I can like mobile - not laptop. Weird. love you 2 DD

Chula Vista ‘85? Gotta be close

That shirt was absconded from me many years ago. Tried to get Rude to print it for me but he eventually blew it off for copyright reasons. Love you Rude! I looked for it ever since and I almost gave up. I googled the image in 2025 and lo and behold, it popped up on EBAY Listing said 1 left for a price I was willing to pay (don’t ask how much) and I agreed to buy. Got it in a week and I’ve been smitten ever since ❤️

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Looks like this was one tasty elective but an embedded reporter got lost in the music so there is no cogent setlist to provide. All I do know is that there was an Imagine Space > Uncle Johns Band > Alligator > Visions of Johanna > Uncle Johns Band Reprise that left mouths agape. Feel free to share the setlist if you have it! EDIT: Feel Like a Stranger, Quinn the Eskimo, Broken Arrow, Lazy River Road, CC Rider, Stagger Lee, We Can Run, You Ain’t Woman Enough, Let it Rock Corrina, Iko-Iko, Strange Man, Crazy Fingers, Victim or the Crime > Drums > Imagine Space > Uncle Johns Band > Alligator > Visions of Johanna > Uncle Johns Band Reprise E: Touch of Grey notes: Sold Out!

9/8/1987 Providence Civic Center Providence, RI Mississippi Half Step, Little Red Rooster, They Love Each Other, Queen Jane Approximately, Row Jimmy, The Music Never Stopped > Don't Ease Me In Hell In A Bucket > Fire On The Mountain, Looks Like Rain, Terrapin Station > Drums > Space > The Other One > Stella Blue > Turn On Your Lovelight E: Black Muddy River F: Woodstock

Height of their powers - IMO

12/15/1972 Long Beach Arena Long Beach, CA Set 1: The Promised Land ; Sugaree ; Black Throated Wind ; Tennessee Jed ; El Paso ; Candyman ; Big River ; China Cat Sunflower > I Know You Rider ; Box Of Rain ; Mexicali Blues ; Brown Eyed Women ; Beat It On Down The Line ; Loser ; Playing In The Band ; Casey Jones Set 2: Greatest Story Ever Told ; Deal ; Me And My Uncle ; He's Gone ; Truckin' > Dark Star > Morning Dew ; Sugar Magnolia Encore: Johnny B. Goode Filler: The Golden Road (To Unlimited Devotion)

Sounds like you had a great time! Great to see you pop-up on here

Original Recipe Heard that it was WAY oversold, though. Lines to get in around the block and some who got there before showtime and missed the whole 1st set

Thank heavens the Artic air that swooped into the central Carolinas was just cold enough aloft to create mostly sleet and not freezing rain. Western NC and east TN weren’t so lucky. Parts of Nashville will be without power for a week. It’s 13 there right now….Yikes!

here’s the text of it: "Good afternoon. Bobby and I were born on the same day, exactly 30 years apart. Libras. While the astrology checks out, three decades is a pretty wide chasm between any two people, whether they share a birthday or not. In the 30 years that preceded me, Bob had become a countercultural icon. I was a child of the 1980s. I come from a world of structural thinking, the concept, the theorizing, the reassessing, the perfecting. Bob learned early on that spirit, heart, soul, curiosity, and fearlessness was the path to glory. We both found success with each of our templates, and then we found each other. "The echoes of the music Bobby and the Grateful Dead made would lead me to him, through whatever strange and nervy knack I have for sidling up next to the things I'm in awe of. What would follow would become the adventure of a lifetime for me. It's hard to find the words to describe the relationship Bob and I had: we never really went looking for them. We didn't need to. We stood side by side together in the music. That's where those 30 years would melt away and that Libra balance would kick in. We'd become comrades, sometimes brothers, even if only by one shared parent. We were unlikely partners, and that was part of our magic. "Over the course of a decade, we came to trust each other. He taught me, among many other things, to trust in the moment, and I'd like to think I taught him a little bit to rely on a plan, not as a substitute for the divine moments, but as a way to lure them in a little closer. I guess maybe what I was really doing was showing him he could rely on me. Bob took a chance on me. He staked his entire reputation on my joining a band with him. He gave me musical community, he gave me this community. I got to know his incredible family, Natasha, Monet, and Chloe, whom I now consider my dear friends for life. He lent me his songbook, invited me into the worlds he'd constructed, and taught me what the songs meant and what it meant to perform them. In return, I gave him everything I had night after night, year after year. "The honor of getting the opportunity to express my heart and soul and take flight over those magical compositions has never been lost on me. It's also never been lost on me that there is very little difference between myself and anyone else who loves this music. In so many ways, our experiences have been the same. So I'd like to say a few words to Dead Heads everywhere: the excitement you felt when you were boarding a plane or packing up the car to travel miles to see the shows was the same excitement I felt about flying to the next city, working out the setlist in a group chat, meeting up with the band on stage for sound check, and getting ready for that magical moment when we take the stage and discover whatever was in store for us that night. "When tours would end, you would come home, dump out on your couch, and sleep for two days straight. I would do the same. I could feel the connection we shared together, all of us tired and weary, our hearts so full of music and memories, waiting on the next bit of chatter that it could all happen again. When we played multiple nights in the same city, the afternoons in between felt as if we were suspended in a dream, waiting to become reanimated as soon as the first note of the next show would play. You might have gone to work and your colleagues wouldn't understand why you were only half there; it's because the other half of you was still at the venue, ready to become whole again by the music. I felt the same. The hours before the next show existed only to bring the next show closer to us all. "To the countless musicians who have shared a stage with Bobby, I share in this sadness with you. To have played behind him is to know how the songs go. We will forever share stories of what we learned from studying under a master, and we will go on to teach others how he saw this music, how to leave room to hang a note, how to embody the main character of each song, giving the music everything those characters require for their stories to come to life. After all we'd shared together, something new has arisen: a sadness so hard to put into words and nowhere near being fully realized. We've only begun to make sense of what's gone missing, and in the end, Bobby was right again. Because all we can do is hold on to this moment, and I don't have the faintest idea of a plan. "I know right now it's easy to feel as if time is speeding up and taking so much from us all, but I would remind you, as I have tried to remind myself this past week, of just how many nights we all lived so fully in each second, hanging on to every word of Bobby's, following the music around twists and turns through forests and over majestic vistas, taking in the magnificent interviews and wondering how we all got so lucky to have been found by this music and invited into this dream together. Bob had mentioned that Jerry had never really left him, that he still felt him up on his shoulder, and now Bob will be forever perched over my shoulder. I expect to see him in my dreams for many nights to come, when we'll take that stage together with the rest of the band and weave notes around one another, and I will wake up with a smile, remembering the beauty of it all. "There are a lot of Grateful Dead lyrics that give comfort at a time like this, but the line I find myself thinking about the most is from a Leon Russell song called 'A Song for You.' I'd like to think I can hear Bobby saying these words to us all this afternoon: 'But now I'm so much better, so if my words don't come together, listen to the melody because my love is in there hiding.' And so we will all keep listening together. 300 years, Bobby, now that's a plan I can get behind." "Thank you, Maestro. You changed my life. I will love you forever. Thank you." Photo by Miikka Skaffari / Getty Images

Wow - it’s like trying to define love, but your friend may have actually done it ❤️

Barraco can play a mean bass when called upon ⚡

The Hamilton Livestreamed it and it was fantastic - sound was so killer and the performance was strong but still poignant. Not sure if there was a first set but this is what I caught: Dupree’s Diamonds 3💎💎💎 John Kadlecik, Rob Eaton, Skip Vangelas The Hamilton Washington DC 1/13/26 Attics of My Life, Box of Rain, The Race is On, Bird Song, Weather Report Suite > Let it Grow, Terrapin Station > Playing in the Band > Days Between, Throwing Stones > Touch of Grey Encore: Ripple There may be an archival link on YouTube but here's the link for the performance from Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thehamiltonlivedc/videos/1194825079394861/?comment_id=26474921452111029&notif_id=1768364085292034&notif_t=feedback_reaction_generic&ref=notif

They’re popping up all across the country which is bittersweet to see. In that vein, Rob Eaton has announced the following: John Kadlecik, Skip Vangelas and myself will be paying tribute to Bob Weir this week; Tuesday 1/13 The Hamilton Live Washington DC Wednesday 1/14 Garcias at the Cap Port Chester NY Thursday 1/15 Iridium New York City The NYC show we will have Bill Carbone and Matt Iselin joining us. Come on out and help us share the music and pay tribute to the great Bob Weir..☮️

Got to meet Bobby in Spring of 1993. Richfield, OH, 3/13/93 to be exact (I only know the exact date because of the Archive). Night #1 was cancelled due to a snowstorm - wish they woulda told us before we made the treacherous drive to the venue. Oh well. We were excited because Jerry was back after a health break. He looked a bit like Kris Kristopherson - thinner, animated, vibrant (for Jerry). Was a bit gutted that we missed the Night 1 opportunity. To soften the blow, it was party-time at local hotels and motels, and let me tell you: the party started early at many places. We checked into our hotel and my travel companions wanted to sleep so I went down to the bar. When I got down there, it was decidedly empty-ish. Weird. I saddled up to the bar and there’s Bobby, nursing a miller lite, looking like he’d rather be anywhere than there. No shit. He’s hunched over the bar, peeling the label off his bottle. I sat down a couple seats over and the bartender asked what I wanted, and did I have my ID. I paused for a sec, leaned over and asked Bobby, “Can I get you a beer?” He paused, looked at me, and said, “Naw. gotta run - cheers.” OK - So maybe I didn’t Meet / MEET him Hittin me hard 2Nite - he’s been in the orbit of my life for over 40 years. Other than family and childhood friends, nobody has been with me for longer. What a trip.

There’s nothing you can hold - for very long Godspeed, Bobby. A life well-lived - one in a billion

Who did this one? Wow!

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Hyryder at it again......That set was a total smokeshow! 12/26/79 has a really great one: UJB>Estimated>Caution Jam>He's Gone>Other One>Drums/Space>NFA>Brokedown>Around x2>Johnny B Goode E: Shakedown>UJB Reprise