![]() This makes me think that they must have done some overdubs or worked some other studio magic on that version - which isn't unlikely. For some reason they don't sound the same to me though, I prefer the version on Without A Net. The same version appears on the limited edition Terrapin Station release which contains the whole show from 3-15-90. (Above) 10-25-80 Radio City Music Hall, New York, NY Photo by Peter Simon It's got that something extra (Jerry's really into it) that makes the difference between mediocre and spectacular in Grateful Dead songs. It's an incredibly passionate and well performed version of the song that I could listen to over and over (and I have). The definitive version (in my opinion) appears on Without a NetĪnd was recorded at the Cap Centre in Maryland on 3-15-90. It was released on Go To Heaven and is one of that albums few saving graces as far I'm concerned. After extensive listening I've got to say my two favorite periods for this song are '81 and '90. I tend to prefer the way it was performed in the post coma era (after Jerry's near death experience in '86) the best - although the mellow, hypnotic groove with which the song was originally performed was pretty sweet too. It was never paired with any other tunes but it did evolve over the years gaining energy and emotional power as it became more polished. It's not a song well suited to improvisation and was mainly performed in the first set. ![]() It debuted in concert in 1979 and was played 272 times appearing regularly until the end in '95. Talking a lot about less and less and forgetting the love we bringįirst performed 8-4-79 Oakland Auditorium Arenaįinal performance 7-8-95 Soldier Field, Chicago, ILĪlthea lyrics copyright Ice Nine Publishing Company, Inc.Īlthea is a classic Hunter/Garcia ballad and is one of my favorite Grateful Dead songs. I told Althea I'm a roving sign, that I was born to be a bachelorĪlthea told me, okay, that's fine - so now I'm trying to catch herĬan't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot There are things you can replace, and others you cannot You're gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me Loose with the truth, maybe it's your fire, but baby don't get burned Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extremeĪin't nobody messing with you but you, your friends are getting most concerned You may be the fate of Ophelia, sleeping and perchance to dream You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face You may be Saturday's child, all grown, moving with a pinch of grace I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limbĪlthea told me now cool down boy - settle back, easy Jim ![]() I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some directionĪlthea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection
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