It was fifty years ago today

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6-21-71 Chateau d' Herouville

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWbzmRBU6Lg

Morning Dew

Hard To Handle

China Cat Sunflower

I Know You Rider

Deal

Black Peter

Sugar Magnolia

Sing Me Back Home

 

Garcia: "We went over there to do a big festival, a free festival they were gonna have, but the festival was rained out. It flooded. We stayed at this little chateau which is owned by a film score composer who has a 16-track recording studio built into the chateau, and this is a chateau that Chopin once lived in; really old, just delightful, out in the country near the town of Auvers-sur-Oise, which is where Vincent van Gogh is buried. We were there with nothing to do: France, a 16-track recording studio upstairs, all our gear, ready to play, and nothing to do. So, we decided to play at the chateau itself, out in the back, in the grass, with a swimming pool, just play into the hills. We didn't even play to hippies, we played to a handful of townspeople in Auvers. We played and the people came — the chief of police, the fire department, just everybody. It was an event and everybody just had a hell of a time — got drunk, fell in the pool. It was great."

 

tell me a zoner was in attendance 

 

Classic France does know how to receive

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I think this was their 2nd ever European show, after the one-off at the Hollywood Festival at Newcastle-Under-Lyme in England the year before on May 24, 1970.

Tapes from the Chateau were in circulation by the time I got into it in the mid-80s.

Since it was just a bunch of townies, and the chief of police was a guest, guess everyone kept their clothes on and nobody spiked the Perrier.

 

Fifteen years later, This show pretty much saved my life when I was in the USSR in 1986.

I needed to be brought back to Earth, and this show did it.

 

^ Care to share a little more, LCL?

It was pretty crazy Earl. One of those nights that's so intense you remember it crystal clear 35 years later.

My friends and I went on a class trip. We decided it would be interesting to experience vitamin L in a strange, possibly unsettling atmosphere.

We got that, and more. 

Red Square and St Basil's Cathedral were something else. At 16, we could also buy as much alcohol as we wanted, which was absurd.

Thankfully we were smart and knew our limits. 


On the night in question, I was solo in my room at an old, fancy hotel that is now a Ritz-Carlton in Leningrad.

Long story short, After a while I was feeling uncomfortable and wasn't sure what to do. The feeling kept getting worse.

I finally was able to lay on the bed and put on my Walkman and this show enveloped me like a warm blanket, and guided me back to earth.

I really did feel saved by the positive spirit of the Grateful Dead that night.

"Once in a while you can get shown the light..."