the fluffies slightly pink. The migration to the entry gate was begining to
pick up momentum ... it was always a wonder to me that nobody ever got stomp
to death in the stampede .... peaceful as they always were." Hold your
tickets where I can see it " chattered a security monkey as the migration
slowed down for only just a bit ,we regain speed as I was grinnin' ear to
ear like a fat Buddha with a bag of magic tricks I purchased at Martha's
Funny Bone and Magic shop a few days earlier in my fanny pack not to mention
some mind altering magic as if I needed anymore help with altering my mind."
Open your fanny pack please ", ask a sweet child of sunshine security
sweetie. To which I complied with a giggle as she spyed my goodies and pat
me on my ass as I floated thru the turnstile. It was good to see so many
smiles and so much color. We all went over and got ourselves a five dollar
dixie cup of luke warm beer and went to search for our friends who were
holding us a spot on the left hand side of the stage on the lawn. We went
into the dark hallway leading to the stage area. Good old Cal Expo
Ampitheater filling to the brim like a big bowl of cereal. " Red " spots our
group on a nice spread of blankets and my memory starts to fade some here. I
do not remember what songs that were sang ,but I can find out for you later.
Anyways I had stood up before the show was to begin and someone walks by me
.. stops .. looks ... and says, " Hey you look like Sammy Hagar!!! Which
made me laugh so fucking hard I shot a little pee! I guess my hair had dryed
into ringlets like and with my wayfares and the open end shirt I was wearing
plus the good acid that was present that day why hell maybe I did look like
Spammy .. er... I mean Sammy :-)The fluffies over head are now a bright pink
and as the last rays of the sun dance theyre farwell dance on the stage The
Dead enter to maddening hoots and hollars and so another show begins. After
many joints and a few cigarettes cotton mouth was abundant. So now the
prankster rears his ugly head heehee ... reaching into my fanny pack I pull
out a bag of butterscotch candies indivdualy wraped and give the first one
to Red and the second one to Dale and to anyone unforutnate enough to be
standing next to me. Ahhhh the sweet taste of butterscotch on the partched
tongue Mmmmmmmmm ... but suck it slow ... don't bite! Crack! Red bites the
candy in half to find a wonderous garlic center as his reward for being
impatient. Suddenly all the air around us is permeated with the strong cent
of garlic. The faces of these two pshychedelicnauts will forever be stashed
upon my mind. Pricless as they spit out the foul tasting offender to they're
tripped out taste buds as they're eyes rolled around in theyre skulls with
disbelief! Thump! thats the sound of me hitting the lawn as a spaz-out in a
fit of histerical laughter as tears rolled down my face to crys of God damn
you! LOL It took me 15 minutes to recover my composer.Well it was time to
break from the pack and take the long road to the portasan and do my
business ,but first I must make my way thru a hallway of spinners. Swirling
and dancing in the hallway as the lights on the other end gave out a
surrealistic visual image that I always will remember. Young sisters garbed
in outfits out of a harum or classic India would dance gracful about and
spin around me weaving desire in my heart and awe in my mind. All I could do
was whisper, " Wow " and giggles knowing I'd be coming back this way real
soon.The cosmic connection was strong this day my brothers and sisters.
Blessing being bestowed on me this day I found an unoccupied portasan and
walked happily on in. Allah Akbar! Later returning to the gang it seemed as
if the crowed was getting CROWDED which called for drastic action! So again
I reached into my magic bag of tricks and pulled out a realistic plastic
lookin' pile of kitty poop and tossed on the ground and exclaimed, " Oh My
God " those around me turned and looked as I pointed to the ground and and
yelled, " Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww ... someones pet must be loose around here!
Hahaha ... simultaneously everyone took a step back and away from the
imatation pile of ca-ca as I motioned my friends over and filling them in on
the prank we regained our space back from the hordes.The show was filled
with many laughs this evening someone broke a floresent green glow stick
behind us and many were cover with this glowing goo. endless showers of
marshmellows desended on us leaving trails in theyre wake. I feel someone
standing next to me as I turn to my right a joint pokes me in the nose. It's
Dale " Got a lite bro " , he says "sure my brother" , I reply and one more
time reach into my bag of madness and pull out some matches." here ya go bro
" I chuckle as I had them to him and step back. He strikes the match and
brings it up to the tip of the phatty. BOOM!!!!! and it explodes in his
startled face as the women folks scream and duck all around us. THUD! down I
go into a histerical fit of mad laughter which took me the rest of the nite!
All in All everybody had been a good sport about it all. I remebering
hearing some pretty good cuts from The Dead but for the life of me I can't
remember 'em. We departed along with most of the crowd heading for the
parkinglot scene. I'm split over weather or not we resemble and herd of cows
or a bunch of Islmaic women heading down to the river to wash clothes. The
night was still young and more was in store for us all before this nite will
be thru ... the fluffies thicken up above and the air was thick with
humidity. Mooooo .. a voice from behind me bellowed .... Moooo .. someone up
ahead replyed. The dust rose above our heads and filled our mouths." Ahhhh
... lets get a beer in the parking lot", Red suggest." good idea my brother
" I reply, The migration preceeded peacefully. Here is the song list: One
More Saturday Night, Cold Rain & Snow, We Can Run But We Can't Hide, Stagger
Lee, Memphis Blues, Row Jimmy, Let It Grow|Hey Pocky Way, Playin' In The
Band-> I Know You Rider-> Terrapin Station-> Drums-> Jam-> Standing On the
Moon-> Throwing Stones-> Not Fade Away||U.S. Blues| ... the date 8/5/89 stay
tune for part 4. The parking lot and the ride home ... yeah yeah this is the
last one I promise :-) You can find your song list here if ya can't remember
either .. hahaha ... http://www.booyabase.com/dead/search.htm
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