A bright Half-Step opens the action, marred only by a weak mix that continues to plague the rest of the show. Rooster keeps it going before Iko really gets the party started. A fun little Beer Barrel Polka tuning then comes out before the band sets off on Far From Me. The cool of West LA Fadeaway then shifts the vibe, followed up by Dylan’s Masterpiece. The Dead then rock the first set out with Big Railroad Blues into Promised Land.

Push Comes To Shove rollicks out of the gate to open the second half, highlighted by some fine keys from Brent. Samson And Delilah then takes it to a soulful He’s Gone, the drummers accentuating the rest of the boys’ harmonies before sending it into Drums. And that Drums is sensational, especially imagining its echoing resonance in the high mountain air. On the backside of the rhythm devils, the band wanders through the deepest reaches of the galaxy before easing ever closer to The Other One wormhole. And, finally, they find it, shoot through, and race out the other side, across a terrestrial landscape, while searing the plain beneath them. At the end, right as The Other One peters out, the Dead stumble forward to Truckin’, which has a joyous reverie to it. Next up is a commanding Black Peter, magisterial if it was not so ripe with sorrow and desolation. Good Lovin’ then provides a raucous release to end the set.

Touch of Grey provides a solid first encore. And then the Dead roll out a second capper, stumbling into what becomes the famous Brokedown Brokedown. From the outset, the band is in a slow motion car crash until Jerry finally stops and announces, “wait a minute, this is all fucked up,” and Bobby says, “oxygen deprivation,” by way of explanation. The moment is lighthearted, and the band soon restarts and successfully sends a lovely version. Afterwards, on some tapes, Bill Graham and the Telluride mayor come out with a few final comments.