As we winged back to the Bay Area,
we prayed the band would still have
enough left in them to make the season-
ending shows at Oakland's Henry |.
Kaiser Auditorium memorable.
And that's exactly the word I'd use to
describe the series, which was billed as
sort of a combination “Harvest Dance”
and Thanksgiving celebration. The band
was very relaxed and in good spirits all
three nights. West Coast Heads unable to
tour were understandably delighted
when the first set opening night in-
cluded an extremely rare west-of-the-
Rockies “High Time.” And the whole
second set was splendid, with a percolat-
ing “Iko,” a long, brilliant “Terrapin”
and a heart-wrenching “Stella Blue.”
The “Sugar Magnolia” finale is also
worth noting — during the extended
break after the verses, Weir slung his
guitar over his shoulder and climbed
up on the scaffolding and nonchalantly
strummed his part while perilously
perched on a narrow metal bar. Only a
supportive hand on his derriére,
courtesy of stage sound mixer Harry
Popick, saved Weir from certain death
(or at the very least, embarrassment).
When he casually returned to terra firma
he was toasted by Phil and the other
band members, and the crowd breathed
a collective sigh of relief. Bruce Spring-
steen he aint!