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Whoa, where to start, perhaps with the miracle ticket I received right before showtime,I gave the sweet girl a kiss on her cheek jumped up and down a bit and went in, then as I walked thru the front entrance the checkers missed me, I offered my ticket no takers, so I glanced up at security who just shrugged it off and I was in, then I went to the left and passed that miracle ticket out the slatted fence to one of the happiest unseen fingers of a fellow Deadhead-2 in on that miracle!!! It paid to remain as the single very last person of the miracle-seekers at the pack where you went into the rope line.Out of 35 shows this Fri. was one of the few nites I did not have tickets and I scored a double-miracle. Jerry used the Force to make sure the ticketcheckers missed me and got one more Happy Camper into the WHOLE SHOW GLOW, yes I said it, the whole show glow- this was the the heart of 89-90 being born before our eyes, Of this world it was born,Dead Ahead into the seas of glory the ship began to sail, it appeared, Brent was holding back just a bit on his singing this night to really let the Captain Trips shine. Needless to say our Shining Star was on this night, everywhere people were sensing a Dead air ascending to envelope all in its cryptical night of knights. After the just exactly perfect 1st set to warm our positrons, 2nd set walked out and sublimely overtook us, it was more, that even a Deadhead could have been anticipated! Suddenly parralel multiverses and universes and some more multiverses appeared, slowly a tractor beam arose, it began to shift, to align, to allow all intrepid travelors of space time,to stand, to begin moving their feet, we really had to dance. I felt something brush my shoulder... as throngs of thrusting, wildly flying bats even done come in for sum!! After a set break China Cat started us off ebbing and flowing, the Golden Tones drawing us in then into a smoking Rider, listen to Jerry wailing on with, I wish I was a headlight, around the 2:50 mark then after a good Blow Away only the 3rd song of 2nd set, The Grateful Dead went into another break, hmmmm whats going on? Whats up? Baby, who's to say, it coulda been different now that it's done. Baby who's to sayyyy at the end of Blow Away Brent yells out hold it! After 5:20 minutes-Playing in the band erupted!! (One of my earliest fave songs of the Dead) Those perma smiles were glowing now as Jerry melted the leads off his fretboard upon us! Hey Now! Even our fuzzy little batheads were dancing and scurrying about!Then as Playing flowed into time immortal into the opening strains of, of, of, could it be, could it be, yes! TERRAPIN!!! Looking around the glow glew and grew and grew. I wondered how I would ever remember this night for posterity of Deadheads to follow. As Terrapin poured into drums bodies began flying about, up and down, around, into the air, it was all we could do to keep our feet floating back down to terra firma at times, I pulled back the sleeve of my tye-died shirt to pop out a can of spinach and snorted it instantly to fuel the pulsing surging twisting dance muscles enough to sustain Blastoff. Space your face! 970 feet tall image-atron screens were bandied about filling our eyes and souls, shining Jerrys mountainous face forth, peering at each of us at once, in space the sounds of Jerrys mighty midi trumpet filled our heads with trumpetering solos, amazing zing zing, then no way I need a miracle! Furthur PROOF JERRYPOWER was definately why I had received that magical Double Miracle Ticket, yet the highlight of all time hit- let me quote another Deadheads words for the Death Don't Have No Mercy that we were about to experience(-Jerry's solo is one of the great moments not only in Dead history, but in all of rock. No disrespect intended to JG's own great talents, but he is playing in Hendrix territory here.), pardon me for quoting but so many in attendance testify that the Death Don't was the best ever, by the best ever. The opening 3 notes of Death Don't have remained with me forever, on guitar, on the low E string its open-2-3 Jerry "got" us all that night fer sure. A dancing hopping Sugar Magnolia capped the 2nd set there was a completeness felt, Jerry encored a nice Quinn, and nobody walked to the Lot we all just floated along to VW-villa now with these words I tell my tail my best ever for the best ever, for you.