This was my second year of seeing the Dead, and maybe the best show I ever saw. Nobody onboard but a few deadheads, and one of em looks at me and yells "HEY! I sold you pot!" And he had, too, several months earlier. On the way home, my sister and I grabbed a bus near Mt. Then Bobby looked up at us (I mean, me) and said "Be careful up there." We went nuts. We are all just swaying to the music while standing at the railing, and being as careful as we can considering the situation. And I'm wearing this sheet like a cape and swaying back and forth, along with a dozen strangers, I mean lifelong friends. The sheet had been tied to the railing of the upper deck. It's the end of the show, and I steal (I am SO SO Sorry!) a bedsheet with the Steal Your Face painted on it. So there I am in the upper section at the truly brokedown 'palace' that was the Baltimore Civic Center. If it doesn't have the encore, here's one thing you'll miss: If that's true, then it's a major bummer as this is a clean sounding audience tape. The setlist makes it look like the encore, Brokedown Palace, isn't here.
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