It was a stifling HOT HOT day in RFK. At one point I remember fire hoses being sprayed over the crowd to cool things down. I had driven down from Philly with 2 friends and we’d been up all night. Those were the days my friends. I have some pictures of the June 9, 1973 scene that day, which I’ll post here at some point. All in all, it was a trippy marathon that I (somehow) still remember, although there are vast sections of the day that are not in my memory bank.
I got tired of the whole sardine can Rock and Roll
show thing during Doug Sahm’s set. Everyone was just climbing all over each other. So I went up into the stands, just off of stage left and behind a bit for the ‘Dead’s set. Sunny afternoo