The show starts of with a perfectly rendered Dupree’s, evoking all the common-place romance and deep Americana pathos of the tune. The Dead then transition into a Mountains of the Moon – with Jerry on acoustic – that rolls right into a tremendous Dark Star. With Jerry now on electric, the band blows it out, exploring distinct galaxies as they go. Next, a China> Doin’ That Rag brings such a sweet combination: the psychedelic splendor of China Cat mixing – like with the later and far more common Rider – with the Dead’s reformulation of quintessential American music and folklore in the Rag. The boys then switch gears into a fabulous Other One suite, with an incredibly diverse, searching, and gushing Other One at its heart. The second Cryptical segues into a wondrous Eleven that spins completely out of control in all the best ways. A sharp transition delivers the band at an elemental, bluesy It’s a Sin, displaying the diversity and depth of the band. Finally, gathering themselves again, the band heads off into the swampy, bluesy jamming and eventual celebratory muck of an Alligator> Drums> Feedback. All told, it is as psychedelic as the band ever gets and amongst the top tier of that monumental, second-to-none Dead year of 1969.