The night beforehand in 1995, I went to THIS show. I was pissed because I got there late because of work. We sat in the park listening to Bobby then The Band and smoked joints in-between visits from strolling police man.
"Hey, what's up Dev."
"Ha Ha. What's really going on?"
"Ok, I'm coming over."
I walked over to his house. He was out there with his brother. Another friend came down the street and we listened to the radio. WNEW 102.3 the classic rock station, went all Dead. They played nothing but Dead songs as we each called out tunes we'd like to hear them play.
We were hit with the notion of going to see Bobby. It was not that far away. We theorized about it, but we came to the notion too late. By the time we got in the car, fought traffic, and found tickets, it would be halfway through the set. It is still the only show that I find myself going back to from THIS DATE.
I find myself craving certain tracks on this day. It's the only day of the year that I'll spend shuffling through my iPhone/iPod for certain songs. I usually like the full snapshot of the show, but I go for songs like this one;Steve Parrish said that he put this song on after the funeral and completely loss it. This is one of my favorite tracks to listen to on this day. "So Many Roads," "Box of Rain," "Mission in the Rain," Branford's "Eyes," and of course "Morning Dew" are all tracks that I'll take solace in on this day. I'm actually more incline to listen to parts of the final show on this date rather then 7/9.