Hey now, Enthusiasts! How about I recommend a Grateful Dead show for you to listen to? (The keen and aware might remember that this site is about the Grateful Dead, after all.) Something fun and kicky, with choogle galore. (“Choogle Galore” was the worst Bond Girl, by the way.) A few hours of groovy tunes to take your mind off the terror of the news, or college fucking football. How about a bitchin’ show from–
TO CHOOSE A SHOW FROM 1973, PRESS YOUR ‘A’ KEY.
TO CHOOSE A SHOW FROM 1983, PRESS YOUR ‘B’ KEY.
–I’m sorry, what just happened?
YOU HAVE SELECTED ‘B.’
Oh, fuck, are we doing this bit? I didn’t even watch Black Mirror. Why do I have to–
YOU HAVE SELECTED ‘B.’
FINE! Stop yelling. Uh, how about…um…I was gonna go with a ’79, but ’83 is good, too. Kinda. Ummmmm…let’s go with 4/9/83 from Hampton Coliseum. I am completely unfamiliar with the show, but it’s got a H>S>F, and it’s Hampton, so how bad could it be? Ooh, hey: West L.A. and an Esau in the first set. Okee-dokee, I’m sold.
Now let’s get back to what I wanted to talk about: Live Aid. I bet you don’t know the real story behind the biggest–
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TO SEE A PHOTO OF BLOATED VINCE NEIL, PRESS YOUR ‘B’ KEY.
–charity concert of the…HEY! Knock it off! No one wants to see–
YOU HAVE SELECTED FAT VINCE.
–Vince Neil…oh, come on.
“SHOUT! SHOUT! SHOUhach-hach-hach! Gimme a second. Lost my breath. Just one second.”
Jesus, you look awful.
“I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. I’m good. Could you bring me some spanakopita?”
I don’t have any spanakopita.
“Baklava, then.”
I have no Greek pastries whatsoever.
“That’s it, man! You’re getting the thunder!”
What?
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TO HAVE NICOLAS CAGE STEP IN AND COOL SHIT OUT, PRESS YOUR ‘B’ KEY.
I wish this site made sense.
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Of course they did.
“He’s not worth it, bro!”
“I’m fuming, bro!”
“Bro! Your temper is as fiery as your legendary vocals! But think of your dojo!”
“I would never dishonor my dojo, Nicolas Cage.”
Seriously, I will pay someone American money if they make this bullshit coherent. An editor or something.
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TO ADD CARROT TOP INTO THE MIX, PRESS YOUR ‘B’ KEY.
That wasn’t even–
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–a choice!
“Hey, sailor.”
“Ready to rock?”
“Welcome to the dojo.”
Nope. I’m done.
Hampton 4-9-83 was my 2nd show. I’ve listened to the show many times and I wouldn’t think that anyone would rate it as a “must listen to” show. But having seen almost 60 shows, I swear this show had more crowd energy than any other show I ever saw, except maybe 3-24-86 Philly. My theory is that it was a cold rainy dreary day and the parking lot scene was subdued, so people had all this pent up energy that just exploded once the show started. And it wasn’t just me. Lots of folks after the show were going on about the intense energy in that show. One of my favorite shows ever and one I’ll never forget. But I’m am looking forward to forgetting that pic of Vince Neil.
Listening to it now. A pretty decent ’83, either marred or beautified (depending on how you look at it) by an above-average amount of lyrical pooching from both vocalists.