Disc 1
The first disc contains the complete first set from the April 13th show, along with that night's encore. The band opens the night with "Keep Your Day Job," a song that a lot of fans did not care for. I always took the song in the spirit in which it was offered. I mean, come on, you can basically hear Jerry Garcia smiling as he sings it. It's a fun number, not meant to be taken all that seriously. And the energy is high. Things are hopping right out of the gate here, Bill Kreutzmann and Mickey Hart keeping things moving on drums. Bob Weir then leads the band into bluesier territory with "New Minglewood Blues," and he means business here. When he sings about being "a wanted man in Texas," we believe him. "A couple shots of whiskey, Virginia fillies all start looking good." Folks in the audience of course appreciate that. And Brent Mydland delivers a strong lead on keys. "And it's T right here in Norfolk, or wherever we are," Bob sings near the end. Ha, did he forget where they were? No worries. After a short bit of tuning, the band delivers a version of "Dire Wolf" that has a lot of pep. A fun rendition, the band cooking, and Jerry's vocals having a strong energy. They keep the energy high with "Beat It On Down The Line," this version having a ten-beat intro, and featuring some delicious work by Phil Lesh on bass. At this point, the set is speeding along.
Jerry then changes directions a bit, leading the band into "West L.A. Fadeaway." I love early versions of this song. Yeah, the band had been playing it already for a couple of years at this point, but this recording still predates the studio recording by a few years. And it has such a cool vibe, the way Jerry approaches it, and the band is digging into its groove, its overall feel. This is one of the best versions I've heard, even if there are brief moments where things seem to drop out. The crowd seems to be enthusiastic about it too. They kind of ease into "It's All Over Now," picking their way until suddenly everything starts to click. The vocal delivery has a great earnestness about it. Plus, the jam includes some great stuff on guitar. And check out what Phil is doing on bass. Then Brent's vocal riffing, a sort of scat, takes this rendition to another spectacular level, leading into his delicious lead. That's the moment it begins to dawn on us just how good this rendition is. And the jam continues from there. So good!
An unusual, interesting introduction to "Bird Song" prepares us for a special rendition. There are so many excellent versions of this song, but this one has certain elements that set it apart from many of the other outstanding renditions. Part of it is what Brent is doing, adding a strange element that works. And then the vocals on "Don't cry now/Don't you cry/Don't you cry anymore" are so heartfelt, so honest, and so comforting, that we feel even more connected than usual. And the jam takes us to some beautiful places, lifting us up and working to push away our troubles, to remind us of the magic of existence. Everything is working perfectly. Who would have guessed that a 1984 "Bird Song" would be among the best versions? Then "Hell In A Bucket" is counted off. The song was about a year old at this point, and the band drives into it with a good, rocking force. This version features some excellent stuff on guitar, and Bob's vocals have an undeniable power. "At least I'm enjoying the ride." And this is before the band added those silly sound effects to this song. You remember the motorcycle noise? I much prefer something like this version before that nonsense was added. The band follows that with "Don't Ease Me In" to close out the first set. Always a fun set closer, one to get everyone dancing with abandon, with joy, bopping and twirling and bouncing. The energy is crackling. The first disc concludes with the encore, "U.S. Blues." And here too the band is delivering an especially energetic rendition, not holding anything back. Holy moly!
Disc 2
The second disc contains the complete second set from the April 13th show. The band kicks it off with "Scarlet Begonias." What better way is there? You can feel the joy, the excitement in the room, as well as hear it. "I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls." And this band was not like other bands. There is a moment when Jerry seems to lose his voice, but that doesn't slow things down, not one bit. And when his voice strains, the guitar rises to delicious heights, taking us along with it. This is a rocking rendition, with a glorious power. The jam is great fun as well, things popping and hopping, the drummers completely on, delivering some wonderful stuff. The song is always a fun one to dance to, and this version is particularly good in that regard. To no one's surprise, but to everyone's delight, "Scarlet" moves into "Fire On The Mountain." I love Jerry's guitar work during the transition. This transition is different from many I've heard, and better than many. It seems Jerry forgets the lyrics early on, and just sort of mumbles a couple of words, which sounds so odd. But it doesn't detract from the overall enjoyment of this rendition, especially when the guitar work is so good, feeling like fire itself, like flames licking at the skies, and when the rhythm is so compelling. And there is the odd echo of "fire" and "mountain" toward the end, which takes on its own life, like a beast about to attack.
"Estimated Prophet" is next, another favorite. "Don't worry about me, no." And when they sing just the word "California," it carries with it almost magical properties. There is something bright within that word, like a celebration, calling us, beckoning us. Like we'll all be that fire on the mountain before long, or contributing to it. The jam carries us forward and upward, like a great, foaming river that rolls uphill, defying gravity and anything else referred to as a law. And on this song too we get an echo on some of Bob's vocals. And Bob uses that to great effect, building until it is suddenly gone, and we're into another jam. Ah, don't worry about any of us. And the band is in no hurry, but is certain to arrive at the destination it aims for, or, somehow failing that, create a destination of wherever the music takes them. And it takes them into some interesting places, though not so far out that they lose that thread connecting them to the main body of the song and to that spot on Earth that is celebrated. And while we might expect it to lead to "Eyes Of The World," as it did so many times, instead it leads into the drum solo. Here we have a different sort of celebration, a tribal thing, a timeless thing, though at moments moving at a surprisingly quick pace before taking us into the heart of the mountain, with its alluring and dangerous pulse. And once there, we're introduced to a whole other realm, with its own sounds, its own pulse, its own people. That takes us into "Space," a realm at times frightening, though still inviting. An invitation to Weirdness coming from the highest levels, an invitation none of us would think of refusing. A gargantuan mouth opens in the dark space between stars, eager to swallow comets and wayward travelers. Passing that safely, perhaps due to bells warding off certain monsters, while welcoming others, we move into a sort of celestial funhouse, a hall of mirrors that grotesquely reflects not only our outer images but inner desires, elongating them, forcing us to face them. But only briefly.
"The Wheel" is kind of pretty as it emerges from "Space." Always a favorite choice to take us back from the darker realms and return us to a place resembling our earth. There is a gentleness as it begins, giving us a moment to calm before it bursts into the lyrics. Like it tries to be comforting even as we are told "If the thunder don't get you, then the lightning will." But there is a great joy in letting go, isn't there? And we feel that joy here. And we feel embraced, even as the river rushes us along. And there is further, unexpected beauty toward the end of this song. And then a mighty strange segue into "Truckin'" which I can't help but love. And then we are in familiar territory, and thrilled to be there, because this is the space of great fun, the space where we are all brought together, where we can all reflect on "What a long strange trip it's been." While dancing our asses off, of course. So a passing sort of reflection, fleeting thoughts. It's not a particularly long "Truckin'" but it packs a solid force. Just as the jam might begin, the band moves into "Goin' Down The Road Feeling Bad." Ah, feeling bad feels so good here. And, hey, we're still on the road, the band at the wheel. And wherever they are taking us, the ride sure is fun. That leads straight into a good rendition of "Around And Around," and then on into an energetic "Good Lovin'" to close out the second set. Wow, this is a high-energy set from beginning to end, without a slower song in that post-"Space" section. And to think the encore was "U.S. Blues," not even a slow number then to mellow folks out a bit before they made their exit.
Disc 3
The third disc contains the complete first set from the April 14th show, along with the encore. This one kicks off with "Feel Like A Stranger," one of my favorite choices to begin a show. "You know it's gonna get stranger, so let's get on with the show." And the crowd is feeling it. This song is one that lets you know the night is full of possibilities, that the band and audience are on a journey together. "It's gonna be a long, long, crazy, crazy night." The vocal play in the middle is particularly good here. During the jam, Jerry's guitar is testing certain areas, exploring, alerting the universe of this night's experiment, and the band's intentions. It's wonderful when we begin exploring so early in the show. This jam helps make this rendition strong. It sounds like someone wants "Sugaree," but after a moment, Jerry chooses "They Love Each Other." The band delivers a sweet rendition, even if there are moments when Jerry struggles vocally. Brent delivers some nice stuff on keys during the jam in the middle, and then Jerry's guitar begins to soar. The crowd is appreciative. After a moment, the band eases into "C.C. Rider," which has an easygoing vibe and groove. The echo effect on Bob's vocals is present, maybe used a bit too much. The jam does begin to take on some energy, gain a fiery edge, the guitars tearing through certain barriers we didn't even know were there.
There are hints and teases of "Brown-Eyed Women" before the band is able to get it going, and once it does, this song works in all the ways you want it to. It is moving and thoughtful, with a good vocal performance from Jerry, and has power when it's needed. Then "My Brother Esau" has an interesting, hesitant beginning. This is a song that would end up on In The Dark (though initially only on the cassette version), that album still a few years away, but at this point had already been played live for a year. This version features Brent adding a certain flavor on keys. The final section of the song is particularly good here. The band follows that with "Tennessee Jed," one of those songs guaranteed to make you feel good, this version containing some playful touches by Brent on keys, and with a great, earnest vocal performance from Jerry. I feel like we'd really better head back to Tennessee, that he's not kidding. And the line "Drink all day, gonna rock all night" receives a big cheer, of course. It's not the best version I've heard, but it has a ton of heart, and shines in part because of that. And it finds some interesting places, interesting variations of its theme in the second half, offering some surprises and energetic guitar work.
The band then wraps up the first set with "Let It Grow." As it begins, it seems to already have reached a certain intensity, a certain destination, and so is exciting right from the start. Bob delivers an excellent vocal performance, and Jerry's guitar is dancing around like firefly. And the song begins to take on a momentum, Bill and Mickey delivering some fantastic work on drums. There is an intensity, to be sure, to this rendition, but also a joy at moments, heard in certain musical passages. The intensity and the passion seem to increase as the band enters the jam in the middle. It's not that the band is eager to explore strange distant territories, but to blast its way through those territies to some even more fascinating and enthralling place. And check out Jerry's guitar. It seems to be dancing on its own accord, demanding access to all doors, and getting it. This jam just gets better and better, more and more exciting. And then there is that breath, as we seem to be coming down from the peak. Until, bam, we are back into the action, listening to the thunder both without and within shout. The third disc concludes with the encore from the April 14th show, which was "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue." This time the band decides to end the night with a slower number, and these guys deliver a beautiful and powerful version, Jerry delivering some captivating work.
Disc 4
The fourth disc contains the complete second set from the April 14th show. The set opens with "Touch Of Grey," which has an unusual vibe at the start, a different flavor. I love the way they start it. The crowd seems to also. I don't recall ever hearing the song begin that way, but it gives the song a different kind of energy. Jerry forgets the words, leading to some humorous mumbling in one verse. This is a fun version, quite a bit different from other versions. The band was still a few years away from releasing a studio version of the song, and Jerry doesn't seem to have quite gotten the lyrics down at this point. But no matter, "We will get by/We will survive." "Touch Of Grey" is followed by "Playing In The Band," Phil's bass at the center of the action. There is a good deal of energy here, the song feeling like a force itself, so it's interesting that has soon the band enters the jam section, the guys begin to explore softer territories, and different places, the drummers keeping us somewhat connected to the earth as we push through unfamiliar lands, populated by creatures that speak to us from three different directions at once. The bass helps us navigate our way through potentially dangerous territory, and then we're into "Terrapin Station," having never been able to return to the main body of "Playing." My girlfriend never got to see the Grateful Dead, but I did take her to one Dead & Company show, and "Terrapin" was her favorite song of the night. It's one of those magical songs that provide access to so many places. Here Jerry's voice is straining at moments, but that only gives the song more poignancy at those times. And in the middle of this rendition, a door seems to open for us, and through it we can peek at the great answers. Everything slows, becomes more immediate. And the guitar calls out, and then everything shifts. "Inspiration." And perhaps we're the ones who had to climb to get there, but get there we do. And then we are back in "Playing In The Band," but only for a moment.
What emerges from that is "Don't Need Love," with Brent on lead vocals. "I don't need love anymore," he tells us, but how could we believe that line from such a passionate voice? This was only the second time the band played this song, and it does have a bit of the tentative thing about it. It leads straight into "Drums," which begins at a rapid pace. A quick pulse. They are able to use the percussion, the sound, to create holes, tunnels, in the fabric of the universe, access points to distant places. And suddenly we find ourselves in one of those places, its inhabitants communicating with us, then engaging us in a dance. The crowd cheers as it joins. We are led on a dance, on a journey where each step is a dance step. This is a phenomenal "Drums." Things get heavier, with more of a tribal vibe. But if any voice dominates the ceremony, it comes rising up from below, as if breathed from the rocks themselves. And what a stunning, powerful ending! A great rumbling then leads into "Space," and now the voices reach from above as well as below. But even where we stand proves to be less than solid, and our footing is tenuous at best. There is a playfulness to these voices, like the young playing at being old. Or is it the other way around? Before we know it, we are in the realm of the weird, where each of the elements has its say. An excellent "Space" to follow such a good "Drums."
With a breath, the band begins "Morning Dew," a song that comes from that most haunted part of ourselves, the part that surveys disaster without solution. And there is a cry heard in Jerry's voice as he tells us, "Thought I heard a baby cry this morning/Thought I heard a baby cry today/Thought I heard a baby cry this morning." And hear the mix of despair and anger as he asks, "Where have all the people gone today?" This band has access to those darker places, but is able to pull us back from them, or rather take us through them. But here there are moments when we're not so sure. Everything is so heightened, and it's all taking place on the very edge, it feels we could tumble into the deepest of holes and never be heard from again. But there is Jerry's voice to let us know we are okay. "I guess it doesn't matter anyway." And things become gentle, almost delicate, like we are careful with what little is left. Careful with each other. This is an extrordinary "Morning Dew." It sounds like they are going to go into "One More Saturday Night," but then change their minds and begin "Throwing Stones" instead. "The future's here, we are it, we are on our own." Oh yes, this is a really good version. And then they do go into "One More Saturday Night." April 14, 1984 was, after all, a Saturday.
CD Track List
Disc 1
- Keep Your Day Job
- New Minglewood Blues
- Dire Wolf
- Beat It On Down The Line
- West L.A. Fadeaway
- It's All Over Now
- Bird Song
- Hell In A Bucket >
- Don't Ease Me In
- U.S. Blues
Disc 2
- Scarlet Begonias >
- Fire On The Mountain
- Estimated Prophet >
- Drums >
- Space >
- The Wheel >
- Truckin' >
- Goin' Down The Road Feeling Bad >
- Around And Around >
- Good Lovin'
Disc 3
- Feel Like A Stranger
- They Love Each Other
- C.C. Rider
- Brown-Eyed Women
- My Brother Esau
- Tennessee Jed
- Let It Grow
- It's All Over Now, Baby Blue
Disc 4
- Touch Of Grey
- Playing In The Band >
- Terrapin Station >
- Don't Need Love >
- Drums >
- Space >
- Morning Dew >
- Throwing Stones >
- One More Saturday Night
Dave's Picks Volume 60 was released in early November, 2026. My copy arrived on November 3rd. This release is limited to 25,000 copies. Mine is number 1586.




























