|Boston Music Hall - Dec 1, 1973|
It is Jerry Garcia's birthday today and I was thinking about him and what a wonderful influence he had on my life. I have been searching my way back machine trying to remember my first show... I had been a deadhead since boarding school in 1971 but didn't see a show until the next year at the Academy of Music in New York. In March of 1972 the Grateful Dead had an eight show run. I got into one of them but don't remember exactly which one. I know that it was not the Bo Diddley night.
I think I snuck in with Richie Patrick but my memory is really foggy. My sister's fiance was the head of security for the Academy so he may have let me in. I did not equip myself very well, was not my shining moment, being one of the young idiots yelling for whipping post. But I will forgive myself after all these years for my youthful idiocy and exuberance.
The next show I definitely remember was the Philadelphia Spectrum in September of 1973. My memories are also hazy here but I remember the cops were really scary. Rizzo was sicking police dogs on dead heads. I think I took a train with Doug Garn and Charlie but maybe it was somebody else?
Shows were a blur.
I think these were the shows where I finally got it and felt like a honest to god Deadhead. I was on the bus, big time. The joy and happiness was indescribable.