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As my newsfeed became clogged with pics related to dispensary visits, Dead & Co were setting up shop in Hippie Heaven, otherwise known as Colorado. Upon arriving via Private jet, our favorite musicians got to shopping quicker than Katy Perry landing for Halloween shows in NYC last fall. While dispensaries seem to be as abundant as Wawa Markets on the Jersey Shore, only one contained a strain specifically crafted for a band member. Oteil’s Egyptian Kush, only at Groundswell Cannabis Boutique. We talked with a source claiming to have connections within the “Boutique” about whether or not strains were being created for any other musicians based on the Dead’s resurgence. Apparently, they tried to make a Mayer strain but too many people refused to even try it. Those that did had an extremely hard time admitting they liked it at all. Men refused to buy it all together but it seemed to sell ok to the women. A strain was created for John K but they didn’t move forward on production because while some of the people loved it, half of the people weren’t able to feel anything at all. A strain was made for Mickey Hart but it’s only available in edibles because instead of smokin a pair of sticks, Mickey is still playing strictly with oven mitts and kitchen utensils. Most people were hoping Oteil would get a chance to sing, but after enjoying the gift pack he received from Groundswell, he had enough cotton in his mouth to knit a sweater. At one point while singing backup, I actually saw tumbleweed and some feathers come out of his mouth.

The Love Fest that is Dead & Co’s Summer Tour continued rolling through what was forecast to be cool Colorado rain. In a feat that equals weather related feats the band has pulled off for years, Bob Weir, while meditating earlier in the day, absorbed all of the moisture from the sky and quietly commanded it to hydrate his entire being. Most of US have known for a while that Bob Weir controls the weather. It ended up being a great night for a great night in Grateful Dead & Company Land. The band got things started with Bertha-> Good Lovin that was a strong pairing in the late 70s and I’ll never forget that magical night on 12-30-89 that opened the same way. Good Lovin spent most of my years on Dead Tour, as well as most of the later years, as a show closer. It was great to get the night off to that kind of a start. The next really moving moment for me was the “Even So” Bob dedicated to Wasserman. The emotional connection our favorite musicians feel to each moment directly translates to our ability to properly plug into the moment as well. That one was felt by all of US. Another pair of second set regulars showed up early as Uncle Juan’s came as a surprise and One More Saturday Night was the first set closer! That triggered memories of Shoreline, 5-11-91. It’s amazing how much Grateful Dead shit I can remember but I can’t find my keys for the life of me… There was a good Dew that night… I never forget a Dew.

During intermission, Deadheads sent all of the clouds back up to the sky that Weir had previously removed by meditating. Instead of rain, tiny little skunks fell from the sky. They all landed safely in case you were concerned…

Tuning for Scarlet Fire creates an instant jamathon and people started dancing before the music even started. The second set ripped through our lives with the precision of a surgeon’s knife and separated all flesh that didn’t belong in US from that which perpetuates kindness and generosity. Reminiscent of the Saint of Circumstances that came back in the early 90’s, it came without being attached to the Lost Sailor. OK for a change of pace but hopefully not something that becomes the norm as it was in the 90s. Terrapin followed and that tune has always been a musical ride on a unicorn’s back through the cosmos. While I’m here, I gotta get something off my chest. Does it bother anyone else the way Weir pronounces “cicadas”. I understand from the point of view a dictionary presents, his pronunciation is acceptable however, my dictionary is Garcia and Garcia NEVER sang “səˈkādə”. Not even once… No long “a”… No big deal I guess.. That’s all I’m gonna say about that. I’m really glad they’re giving Terrapin the ending it deserves. Some earlier versions were really lacking the monstrous jams that were always at the end of that one. They were ending way too abruptly and without proper treatment of the humongous jam that finishes that one off. It’s getting much better.

Drums was absolutely incredible and I think everybody other than Weir took part. It was the horniest drums I ever saw! Even Jeff got in on squeezing the horns. I never realized how many horns existed up there before. There has been fantastic stuff coming from the drum segments all tour long. John is turning Space into a jam session and finding new ways to make space take on different forms. I definitely enjoy where he goes with it. It’s funny to realize, since having timed track stats to look at nowadays, that Space has always been 7 to 10 minutes. It used to feel like it went on for hours. Maybe it was just me… I had a lifetime worth of thoughts during Space segments back in the day… Can’t believe they were all about 8 minutes…

Stella came gracefully stepping out of Space and smoothed the environment over like a frosting knife made to remove the rough edges off of humanity. Throwing Stones after being held back for a long stretch of shows came up again almost immediately. I hope it doesn’t get as played out as I thought it was in the latter years. There was a real snap to that tune back then that doesn’t exist in its current manifestation. I hope that snap comes back after some practice. I’d have to say the highlight of the night for me was Not Fade Away. A tune that we’ve all heard thousands of times in varying degrees of “Goodness”. It’s not easy to point to a particular one you like more than others simply because there was a ton of em over the years. Last night was absolutely outstanding. The jams that went around to all members of the band created the wave of love around everybody for which our scene is most famous. By the end of it, Jeff was blasting keys, I think Oteil and John both did some scat jams and had a moment where they played impeccably and powerfully off of each other. It was a great moment of total music chemistry that I won’t soon forget. That tune allows US to get involved as well which always proves to be a fine moment.

Black Muddy River was the encore.. meh…

I’m looking forward to another night watching the HD Streams from the couch and I’d like to thank my lucky stars as well as Live List for the weekend streams that I won. Once again, the entire tour should be streamed in HD. I was buying the stream if I didn’t win it as I would for all of them I can’t attend. Mine was flawless and I didn’t experience a single hiccup. Speaking of winning stuff, make sure you’re registered for a chance to win the ultimate Dead & Company Sweepstakes. This prize package is off the hook and gives you and 3 of your guests, chauffers, hotels, tickets, a badass camera and $2800 spending money to see the last 5 shows on the tour. I hope I win that one too but if I don’t, I hope you do! Enter here for a chance to win and Good Luck!!!

I’m outta time, please excuse any typos… Love You Forever!

Dead To The Core,

Dean Sottile (pronounced So Tilly)

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Yes indeed, as Yogi Berra said, it’s Deja Vu all over again! Even though Yogi Berra will always be remembered as a great Yankee, the finest team in New York, he did serve a short sentence as a Met. His final appearance as a player was in a Mets uniform on May 9, 1965, only 4 days after The Warlock’s first show at Magoo’s Pizza Parlor. Deja Vu seems to be a never-ending and continuous part of our lives in Dead Land. The second night at Citi was no different. In a lot of ways, Sunday was a day that seemed like an extra special blessing to me personally after decades of sowing abundant seeds into the community. It was in many ways the culmination of a lot of personal energy that finally seemed to bear some fruit. I had the pleasure of meeting Donna which only seemed like a pleasure to one of us. There was something still brewing in the air however that was much bigger than all of that. It was the arrival of Jess and Nigel Burbridge after their trip here was delayed for a couple of days. Rumors have circulated that Oteil’s wife, Jess, actually writes all of the setlists for Dead & Company. She obviously has impeccable taste and as a long time Dead Head understands the “Never Miss a Sunday Show” mantra. Hold on… I might be thinking of the wrong bass player… And the wrong wife… Regardless, the Burbridge family was together and that makes for a happier and more blessed environment for everyone!

Coming up on the anniversary of the GD50 Shows, memories come rushing in that are more recent than most tend to be. Weir’s return to the days of his youth started there and he’s been getting stronger and better every show since. The return of US as a community in a big way. The return of the greatest music catalog in history being played powerfully on massive stages through massive Meyer Sound systems. I think the most important ingredient this time around might actually be the absence of something as opposed to the presence of anyone. There’s a very definite absence of animosity on and around the stage. That’s probably making the biggest difference. The folks on the sides of the stage are dancing as hard as we are and it’s smiles for miles for most of the cast and crew it seems.

The residual good will that was still remaining from the previous night was all over the stadium and being added to hourly. Smiles and kindness radiated through the scene as The Tribes met at The Apple and elsewhere. Names were finally put to faces for some of US after a more than a year of communicating daily through social media in some cases. I personally got a chance to meet people I’ve had friendships with without ever seeing. It was great to meet some of you digital pen pals finally! YOU ROCK Laura & HL! It was great jammin with y’all! The air was properly seasoned for all the right things to take place and it was the proper day of the week to expect it.

When you open with St. Stephen, it’s already a good show even if there are problems the rest of the way. There were plenty of problems with the Stephen and it seemed liked nobody ever got on the same page vocally. That all gets erased when they jam the fuck outta the end and that’s exactly how it went down. Bertha is a fantastic way to keep things rolling in the right direction and was followed by my personal first set favorite by Weir, Black Throated Wind. I had to go to the bathroom pretty bad at that point so I was grateful for Peggy O. I returned in time for Box of Rain and that was as bouncy and fun as I could’ve hoped. GDTRFB was an outstanding way to close the first set. The jams in GDTRFB were tremendous. Oteil’s bass really drives that one in a direction that is entirely pleasing. US Dead Heads LOVE our bass players and Oteil is gaining popularity in a hurry. The brother has more chops than a Karate tournament and is as nice of a human as anyone out there. I personally enjoyed seeing Donna up there. She was a little low in the mix but I suppose that’s much better than being a little high in the mix. That’s all I’m gonna say about that.

The algorithms for predictability were all pointing to Truckin and as we should know by now, the algorithms rarely fail. New York! Got the way and means, just won’t let you beeeeeeeeeee! No No!!! The best thing about Truckin was the jam at the end that’s getting much better. I haven’t been able to put a finger on why the tension and release in that jam isn’t finding much tension at all. For some reason, when they’re supposed to be winding it up, it doesn’t seem to be getting all that wound up. It was definitely better but I look forward to them figuring out how to apply the pressure to that jam that makes it what it’s made to be. It’s not there yet.

He’s Gone was outstanding mostly due to the vocal jam at the end. Listen for Oteil at the end of that one. He almost went into a full blown scat solo, plucking the high notes and matching em with his voice. It was a fantastic moment only to be made better but the opening riff of Help On The Way that immediately followed. Slipknot found the resistance required to stretch the mind like salt water taffy. The jam found some extended exploration and wasn’t cut short by Weir for a change. I’m gonna say something about that while I’m here. Weir needs to let some of the jams go and stop trying to direct traffic so much. He’s always waving his arms around and cutting off John’s jams right in the middle of em. I can’t believe that Mayer is the one trying to really push the jams and go further with them and Weir has been the one cutting them off. When they really just let it go it’s much better. Let that jam take another spin around the block, if ya know what I mean… As Slipknot got fully compressed and then completely unwound I was stoked to hear one of my life’s favorite riffs springing out! Franklin’s Tower brings me as much joy as any tune I know. The jams were aggressive and powerful. The dancing that accompanied was exactly the same! That was a special half a set that was invigorating and edifying to the soul. While I’m talking about dancing, I have a question… When the fuck did people start bringing all the props and accessories in to dance with? Hula Hoops and rings and shit… Really? The Circus has turned to Cirque du Soleil. People have all kinds of equipment they’re using to dance. Juggling knives and swinging shit all over the place. I don’t when it happened. I’m still trying to figure out how I feel about it… That’s all I’m sayin about that for now…

The Days Between came out of space and provided the moment we all require and appreciate for a period of deep internal analysis. The lyrics as I age seem to speak deeper into my own journey. As a kid, I heard the song from Garcia’s point of view and it seems as I get a little older myself, the journey now is my own. Weir did a fine job relaying the intensity of Hunter’s last epic piece created with Garcia. I’m still willing to walk half way ’round the world on promise of the glow… Give the best I have to give… How much I’ll never know… Never Know…

The best thing about Dead & Company for me, is the after all that, there’s still a chance you might get a China-> Rider! BAM! The opening notes send us all into frantic dance mode all over again! The China Rider was blistering and delivered nearly everything you’d expect from a China Rider. You know those jams in Chinacat when Garcia is elaborately decorating the inside of my skull with notes that seem to cover it in vivid colors as the jam spins my brain around like some clay on a pottery wheel? It didn’t deliver that really but it was fantastic! The whole place was every bit as energized as it was during the St Stephen that opened it. My legs seemed to receive abundant new life as the second or third wind kicked in sending US shuffling with explosive gratitude through the stadium. What a night! What a weekend! What a Life it’s been!

In my final reference to the all-knowing algorithms of the obvious, It was Sunday and we were about to finish out the weekend by going to church with Samson and Delilah. Like most of the Dead & Co experience, it was only a couple of drumsticks away from being nearly perfect. Samson has grayed a bit and can’t run as fast as he once could and Delilah is probably gonna need a hip replacement before long. I think we all Love Samson and Delilah forever. While some tunes would seriously benefit from a shot of cocaine, they still possess the same magic that was inherent in them all along. To cap off a weekend that I’ll never forget, I stuck another perfect cartwheel down in the pit following Sam & Del. There were so many things that went right with this weekend that I’m certain I won’t remember the few things that didn’t.

I’ve been a little behind in all my ramblings due to having an increasingly busy life away from Grateful Dead Land so here’s my review of Hartford, Hartford was good.

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Love You Long Time!

I just caught the news that Rob Wasserman died… My deepest condolences go out to his family, Bob and all of US… That’s tough news…

Dead To The Core,

Dean Sottile (pronounced So Tilly)
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