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Set 1:
Hell In A Bucket
Althea
C.C. Rider
Cumberland Blues
My Brother Esau
When Push Comes To Shove
Beat It On Down The Line
Greatest Story Ever Told
Don't Ease Me In
The Music Never Stopped

Set 2:
China Cat Sunflower
I Know You Rider
Saint Of Circumstance
Ship Of Fools
Estimated Prophet
Eyes Of The World
Drums
Iko Iko
Man Smart-Woman Smarter
Stella Blue
Throwin' Stones
Not Fade Away

Encore:
Johnny B. Goode

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Hamza during drums!
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I was at this show and I think I left a few hundred brain cells at the Kaiser.
BTW listen for Branford in set II !!!
Enjoy!
"Thank you, for a real good time"
-Loose Lucy

Minor correction--not Branford Marsalis on sax, but rather one of the Neville brothers.
-Matt

Damn Straight that ain't Branford! That'd be pretty damn pitiful if it was...
-Dirk

That had to be one of the most memorable Altheas ever, one of the most mind altering 8 minutes of bliss the dead has out. wow
-DJ. Falafel

This was my first trip to Cali for shows. Only had about 15 under my belt at that time. Flew from Ohio on a bit of a whim with no tickets, and they were IMPOSSIBLE to get. This was the only one I got into, and the odd thing was right after I got my ticket by pleading at the booth, this big ugly guy was standing at the top of the steps with me talking about what a shame it was that Huey Lewis got the Coliseum this year, so many kids, so little space there. Turns out it was Bill Graham, lol.

Anyhow, what an awesome venue! General admission, very small, and not crowded at all. You could walk right up to the stage and dance, get eye contact with the boys. Neville Bros. opened, first show I saw with an opening act. Dead was fantastic. Can't say enough good things, what a first experience!
-Barb

Hellav good 'shoe' after Jerry's return from the coma less than a month prior. Boys voices and playing are spot on from the start of Bucket through some old 60's Cumberland, BIODTL and Don't Ease coupled with soon to be retired Easa and 5th/58th Push.

but the 2nd set is where the sparks fly folks. China>Rider>Saint>Ship>Estimated>Eyes previously played 5/9/81 Nassau. Not sure who plays the horns but they are well rcvd regardless.
-Brianmerrilyn (03/20/2008)

BIODTL-at least 15 beats at the start
- (01/21/2014)

BIODTL...30 beats for the 30th
- (01/08/2015)

Best Althea ever!
- (03/24/2016)

@ Barb and her first cali show.......I used to look up or turn around and there Bill G, would be on more than a few occasions, though only once inside. At a urinal. Bill liked to gague the outside scene low-pro. And as you described...one moment you didn't notice him--just some guy on a bike, or chatting with a group, then all of a sudden WHOA! BILL. again.

Also had Walton walk by me one time at kaiser, iz a trippin and he covered the length of the perimeter inside door to stage area in about 3 strides. Big old head bobbing above the dancers way back there and seemingly bodiless, floating, then all legs, cartoonish keep on truckin' t shirt a quick nod and bam? security rushing him backstage.


- (06/19/2020)

I remember a wizard hat guy I was pointed towards...I remember Althea and the shimmer shine coming on like a freight train and the thought in my head of 'oh!! this is what all the blissninnie fuss and odd devotion is about. OK. Yeah I get it. Whoa. Then they played CC Rider, 'Hey! I KNOW this song! (looking around) I know this one! Cooool'.
By the time Greatest story rolled around I was no longer in control of my body. The bouncy dual drumming was merciless and all of a sudden I could dance!! Which was strange because I sure couldn't the days before. Not like this! I was hearing these SOUNDS, having these thoughts! Smelling this pungent mixture of hippie things, Seeing, well, seeing a LOT of things and they were seeing me too. Some happy and welcoming, others getting a little annoyed.
"So, a forthright farewell faithful far-out friends from our shared institutional learning place.I must strike out on adventures and I can't promise I shall return! Ive outgrown the confined and overly-familiar crush of 'near stage'. I leave it to you, committed couple, you weird older sibling hanging out with your little sister and her guy friends, and to you long time co-conspirator and bestest of friend. It's to you to maintain whats left of this area that we foolishly claimed as ours only to be raided by the opportunists and general concert disregard and anarchy!!!! I'll try to write when I can."

Then, and quite ironically because the band had just gotten through telling me the opposite, the music DID stop. And without the concentrated and shared focus point of the performance and the anonymity of showtime darkness, I went from feeling very free and extroverted to insularity and obviousness.. I didn't know what to do with my hands as I tried to walk with purpose, I didn't know where to put my eyes, my great big Margaret Keane eyes, except that wherever they ended up seemed to be wrong. Though I felt alone I could plainly see that other people were buzzing and afflicted with the blue dress rabbit hole syndrome too. Still others gathered in groups or twosomes and bided their time in a very studied casual manner. 'this is all really my living room after all, just discussing matters with the neighbors and riffing on Beleize while I roll a ganja spliff the size of my forearm mon. It's ceremonial. And I kept walking...looking for something. Maybe some poise?

The second set was a blur. Very spacey was it as was I. There were songs of saints and prophets and fools and eyes and then there was tribal drumming and tribal people who came out of their tribal colonies to pay respect to the drum gods with their eyes closed (oh! saw you peek!). Then the Disneyland ride headed down to Louisiana for some bon temps roulex, and thats right!! thats right! Tell me something I didn't know ladies, you little dixie cups, hey now!
I had ended up where I began. At the entrance. Where I couldn't see the band but there was enough room to twirl and do a kind of Lucy Gucy skeleton dance.... The skeletons!! Thats why all the skeleton art, yes??! Huh? What? Yeah, sure man, roses too.
Hey! they're doing that Rolling Stones...no Buddy Holly song. That is soooo cool. With the Bo Diddley rhythm. Look at all the love in this place. All this sweaty patchoulli and sage love. Sadly though, just when Id finally started actually kind of dancing WITH someone other than me myself and I, the ending was near. Total wrapping it up song, even a newb like me knew that. But wait, bum bum bum bumbum, bum bum bumbum, Fade -a-way! An encore was being called for. 'Well OKay, I guess Ive got 4-5 minutes of dance left in me my big grin admitted. Bonus points!! Another song I knew!!!! Go Go!!! Go go go go!!!
And then a slow lingering exodus..searching every face for my friends, lots of false alarm recognition. Someone just pat me on the head??!! Then. Outside. Reality. Some people had been outside here waiting the whole time? Like 12 hours? Give or take. Oakland was out there beyond the outskirts of the erected deadhead village. Not good, better find friends. Now, we .....came....up....no....it was ....is this the other side? Who drove? Jeff drove. Pretty sure...'la la the one thing we need is a left-handed nanana..'maat.maTT...mATT...MAtt MATt. 'Is someone calling me?' Probably not, i'll just keep walking,,,MAAATT! This time in 3 part harmony. 'look at him', ' oh my god ' whisper 'Hey now! How was it, didja have a good time.....?

- (06/19/2020)

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