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Review by soundboy1
So anyway day of the show we get there early. We had been traveling with this 16 year old kid JR who had a funny story. He was a metal head punk rocker who went to a Dead show on the West Coast and fell asleep in a school bus. He then woke up at the next Dead show and just kind of fell into the scene. He hated the Dead and Phish though and just liked to party. We get to Glens Falls and he tells us he's moving to Glens Falls to be the roadie for this metal band he had met walking around the town...
I am there early trying to get a ticket using all my connections and having no luck. I finally get a lead on a ticket around 6 at night. The dude's like hey get me a 10 strip of the clean stuff and I will get you a ticket. The tour was kinda dry of the super clean stuff but I found some, find the guy and he's like you know what I'm good I"m gonna do some blow... I was so fucking pissed off. I spent the entire show trying to sneak in at one point I was on the roof. No fucking luck.
Meanwhile it's like 40 degrees and raining. I caught a terrible cold and dropped off tour. I had a ride all the way out west and back again and I blew it off because I was so disappointed about missing the White Album I went into a depression for months. It was a really terrible day for me...