Ah man, what a rush.
Straight into Mississippi Half-Step and a screaming, dreaming solo. Jerry shifts it.
Lifts it.
Me & My Uncle, high energy. It's fast. It's punchy. Baby it's Bobby, and it's Country.
Phil's on fire.
They Love Each Other, works in like a freight train of some rhythmic funk. Everything sits right.
Tight. Clean.
Landing with Looks Like Rain, Set One is a love letter to the Dead doing what only they can do.
This Deal cuts hard. Donna's voice is fire. It's giving. Baby, this is living. I'm fixing on the California Sunshine and everything is just as it's supposed to be, even if just for this corner of time when the solo is working through the body all physical and spiritual. This is a connection.
Don't let it stop for anything but El Paso. Guides us real friendly baby.
Scarlet>Fire
Again, and again. Did it ever end?
As beautiful as Cornell '77
What a show x
