August 24, 1985
"Summit Conference" - final "Day Tripper"
Set List:Alabama Getaway
Greatest Story Ever Told
West L.A. Fadeaway
New Minglewood Blues
Friend of the Devil
Hell in a Bucket
Don't Ease Me In
Feel Like a Stranger
China Cat Sunflower
I Know You Rider
Around and Around
Turn on Your Love Light
Attendees of this show
Q: Bobby, why did you kick your amplifier?
BW: Because it had a demon in it.
True words spoken to KFOG's DJ, M Dung during the Monday broadcast of the Dead Hour following this awful show. It was hot, the band came out an hour late. Almost every song had some kind of crash landing. Bobby's sound system kept up an annoying crackle and buzz, at one point he litterly kicked the crap out of his amplifier. At another point the show stopped because some fan had scaled one of the ski lifts and was doing a had over hand routine across one of the cables dangling 50 ft above the crowd. My buddy who was attending his first (and last) show, pointed out to me dozens of people napping in the sun during the show. I just shrugged my sholders. The fall shows at Henry J. would remind me once again why I love this band.
i loved the scenery. I loved the crazy sounds. Garcia storming off stage and then coming back with an incredible freind of the devil left me speachless.
Check this out. I was in Truckee,Ca. the day before the show, after just having hitchhiked down Highway 89 from my first visit to 14,162 ft. Mt. Shasta, where I'd end up living for 12 years and climbing to the top of 10 times,5 of those as the first person of the year to reach the summit which is probably still a record. Anyways, I was hitching from Truckee to Lake Tahoe the day before the show and I get picked up by two college students from the U of Colorado. Turns out they were from the town next to me where I grew up in N.J. and one of them was the younger next door neighbor in N.J. of one of the guys who was then my roommate in s.cal and they both new about 6 of the folks who were my roomates or next door neighbors. A couple of them were due at the show the next day and we all met up in the parking lot and had a great time. Jay and Ronnie, drop me a line!
Yeh, very strange musical complications, and tested one's survival skills.
But in the big universe, the mountains and many hot ladies clad for sunbathing made for great fun.
I was told later by my buddy's neighbor in Sac, who was a CHP honcho, that this show temporarily closed I-80..being the only time excepting for rockslide and ice and snow...ever.
I remember Jerry's fit and Ace's attack on the monitor amp, also. Still, an avalanche of good times at the Summit Conference!!
My only Grateful Dead Show with very little to no Mickey Space Sounds.
All in all a marvelous sunshine daydream.
One thing not mentioned that was incredibly challenging for the band was the wind blowing hard, kicking up dust, and blowing into the Dead's faces all day. The stage was set at the bottom of the ski slope and all day wind charged down the mountain and head on into the stage.
I wasn't sleeping, but it was clear the boys were having a terrible time. It was one of the poorest shows of the 300+ I saw. Sometime during Black Peter, I remember singing, "And it's just like any other show that's ever been."
I forgot to mention, we did have fun...just mainly before and after the show.
And the we were on to the next show...
them boys always had a hard time w high altitude shows,,,,us too, I ate somethin phsyly and almost stayed in the parking lot,, tg for brother chris ,n friends,,, the joint that just wouldnt finish,,,,,,cool clear water,,, just a bout naked,,, now we're havin fun,,, yeah lame show but just great all the same!!!
I thought the show was great, anyone remember the pretty naked chick who tried to climb up on the stage during Day Tripper?
With people crawling up the chair lift, and the alpine slide blowing my way fried mind a couple times, I saught solice in a blended raspberry lemonade life saver and the sprinkler at the top of the hill and there I sat for the whole second set. I was so attentive that only the left side of my face was totally sunburned.
I do remember a naked girl ON stage, and I remember being kissed very nicely by a girl I hadn't met. A red head. I saw that twirling CAN be done in ankle-deep mud on a slope, and that The Boys should have played MANY MANY more shows at ski resorts.
musically, it may have been a bit lacking. But next to the hallowed Veneta, I never saw a better vending scene.
It all came back to me over the weekend when the Boreal earrings came out of retirement to go to the Rex show. The Boreal earrings are your classic beaded hippie earrings, in iridescent greens and blacks with a lot of jade and crystal. They are at least three inches long, which means they're not too practical for the day-to-day.
But it is a testament to how much I loved them at the time that I spent virtually every cent I had on them despite the fact that, at the time, my ears weren't pierced. Yes, I got my ears pierced in middle age because of these earrings.
And they really are cool--all through the night various people, including perfect strangers, would stop and check them out, and reminisce about that Boreal show. Little mini time machines in earring form.
My friend claimed his dad wrote lyrics for the Dead so we got back stage or all accsess or something like that. We always said Dedrick was born "Dead" Don't remember alot, we came up from Marin County the day before and stayed at someones house( it's all pretty fuzzy). It was the altitude! The supplies affected your brain a lot quicker because of the thin air. I passed out in a closet after drinking some rum and was pretty well hung over the next day at the show, still it was a good time. Anyone out there might know what happened or where Dedrik might be?