SHARING THE SHOWS
When I woke up this morning, feeling around for my shoes, I didn’t INTEND to go to this show. But it popped up on my Facebook, and well, YOLO. After a day of teaching and navigating through the bureaucracy that is higher education, I scarfed down a quick dinner and hopped the Metro to East Falls Church, from whence I walked to Clare & Don’s Beach Shack, which is now my new favorite small venue to see a show. Just look at the aesthetic: I walked in as the band was wrapping up “They Love Each Other.” I had seen about five minutes of Stealing Liberty’s performance at a skate park in downtown Silver Spring, Maryland last year before meeting up with a friend for dinner. Next was “The Race is On,” which I’ve never heard a cover band perform, and I’m pretty sure I’ve only heard it on Reckoning. “Mexicali Blues” was next, followed by a super-funkified “Candyman.” “Mister Charlie” jammed, during which a dude named Kurt who was visiting his folks from California. A professional snowboarder and bartender who travels at will, this happy solo is now one of my heroes. He also recommended their 6/19/93 show, during which Sting opened for them. One of the things I love about meeting older Deadheads is learning about cool shows. There’s also a Colorado Phish show from 1991. “Bird Song,” “When I Paint My Masterpiece, and “US Blues” closed the first set.
I walked around Falls Church during the setbreak, and came back to “Cold Rain and Snow,” followed by another rarity, “The Other One.” During “Brown Eyed Women,” I met a dude named Neil, who lives right down the road and could walk. Now that’s the kind of convenience I loved about the Boathouse. Another guy, Andre, was sporting his Nationals gear, and we talked baseball for a bit. The crowd was light due to Grateful Dead night at Nationals Park. I think I got the better deal (cost of Metro and a tip to the band, plus the $60 it would have cost just to see the band before the game). “Truckin” rocked, and “He’s Gone,” Johnny Mac’s favorite, was on next. Another pair of surprises “Smokestack Lightning” and Bob Dylan’s “Queen Jane Approximately,” came next. After this, I headed home; my back was hurting, and I had forgotten my brace. My thought, when did I get so old? Thanks to delays, it took about an hour and a half to get home, but books provide excellent company. And The Simpsons did as well, rocking me to sleep.
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