{"id":37244,"date":"2001-11-16T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2001-11-16T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/dicks-picks-volume-four\/"},"modified":"2001-11-16T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2001-11-16T00:00:00","slug":"dicks-picks-volume-four","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/dicks-picks-volume-four\/","title":{"rendered":"Dick&#8217;s Picks Volume Four"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve always proclaimed myself to be a<br \/>\n<i>nouveau<\/i> Deadhead. I&#8217;ve never taken drugs, I never followed<br \/>\nthe Grateful Dead from town to town (though I was there for their<br \/>\nfinal concert in 1995), and I don&#8217;t pretend that every note that<br \/>\nJerry Garcia and crew was the greatest thing to ever emerge from<br \/>\nthe speakers.<\/p>\n<p>If my status was already looked down upon by true Deadheads,<br \/>\nthen my reaction to<br \/>\n<i>Dick&#8217;s Picks Volume Four<\/i>, a three-CD set covering the band&#8217;s<br \/>\nlegendary stand at the Fillmore East on February 13 and 14, 1970,<br \/>\nwill cement my fate with them. There is plenty to celebrate on this<br \/>\ncollection, but this entry from the Dead&#8217;s tape vaults also shows<br \/>\nhow the excesses of the band could do in an otherwise decent<br \/>\nset.<\/p>\n<p>Let me explain for the non-Deadheads. This particular run is<br \/>\nconsidered to be among the Holy Grail shows for Deadheads,<br \/>\ncapturing the band at what was supposed to be a creative peak. They<br \/>\nwere just about to release<br \/>\n<i>Workingman&#8217;s Dead<\/i> on an unsuspsecting public, and were<br \/>\npushing the limits of free-form musical association with such<br \/>\nperformances as &#8220;Dark Star&#8221; (which was wonderfully highlighted on<br \/>\n<i>Live\/Dead<\/i>) and &#8220;That&#8217;s It For The Other One&#8221;. Portions of<br \/>\nthese shows have been heard before on<br \/>\n<i>Bear&#8217;s Choice: History Of The Grateful Dead Vol. 1<\/i>, though<br \/>\nnone of the songs on that disc are repeated here.<\/p>\n<p>Now, I admit I don&#8217;t have as much experience with the Dead as<br \/>\nmany others out there, though I think I could hold my own in<br \/>\ndiscussions. And I find numerous flaws in this particular set.<br \/>\nFirst, the vocals &#8211; from Garcia and others in the band &#8211; are not<br \/>\nthe strongest I&#8217;ve ever heard committed to tape. Listen to the<br \/>\nharmony vocals on &#8220;I Know You Rider&#8221; fall apart &#8211; and if you&#8217;ve<br \/>\nlistened to any number of audience tapes, you know the Dead were<br \/>\nmore capable vocalists than this. (I do admit to having some bias<br \/>\ntoward the version on<br \/>\n<i>Europe &#8217;72<\/i> &#8211; which was the first Dead album I ever owned.)<br \/>\nAnd while I recognize it was still very much a new song for Garcia,<br \/>\nhe sounds a tad uncertain on &#8220;High Time&#8221;. I will concede, though,<br \/>\nthat he was probably trying to find the right chemistry for this<br \/>\nsong, and it maybe just hadn&#8217;t clicked yet.<\/p>\n<p>The second disc of this set is the one I have the most problems<br \/>\nwith. Now, I&#8217;m not against the Dead cutting the chord on time<br \/>\nlimits and just letting the magic flow through the music &#8211;<br \/>\nsomething they did well on the version of &#8220;Dark Star&#8221; that closes<br \/>\nthe first disc. But the two songs that take up the second disc<br \/>\noverstay their welcome. The biggest offender is &#8220;Turn On Your<br \/>\nLovelight,&#8221; a 30-minute exercise featuring the vocals of Ron<br \/>\n&#8220;Pigpen&#8221; McKernan &#8211; and an exercise which could have easily had 20<br \/>\nminutes lopped off of it. I could have lived without the stage<br \/>\nbanter sung by McKernan to lengthen the song, or the mindless jams<br \/>\nwhich fill the entire middle portion of this track. The fact is,<br \/>\n&#8220;Lovelight&#8221; is a good song if it&#8217;s kept as a tight, concise musical<br \/>\npackage &#8211; and I&#8217;m certain that Deadheads cringe at the shortened<br \/>\nversion that was featured on<br \/>\n<i>Skeletons From The Closet<\/i>. But when no limitations are put<br \/>\non the music or musicians, it&#8217;s like leaving Pandora&#8217;s Box wide<br \/>\nopen, allowing everything &#8211; including listener interest &#8211; to<br \/>\nescape. Fill that time with work that keeps me wanting to hear<br \/>\nmore, as they did on &#8220;Dark Star&#8221; &#8211; or even on &#8220;Feedback&#8221; &#8211; and<br \/>\nthat&#8217;s one thing.<\/p>\n<p>What&#8217;s sad is that this one disc drags down the power that the<br \/>\nfirst and third discs have. &#8220;Casey Jones&#8221; &#8211; another song which<br \/>\nfeatures the band trying to get what would become a natural rhythm<br \/>\ndown cold &#8211; is a powerful way to open things up, and the versions<br \/>\nof &#8220;Alligator,&#8221; &#8220;Not Fade Away&#8221; and &#8220;Me &#038; My Uncle&#8221; are<br \/>\nabsolutely brilliant. (&#8220;Mason&#8217;s Children,&#8221; though, offers up more<br \/>\nproof why this track never made the cut on any album &#8211; at least<br \/>\nuntil after Garcia&#8217;s death.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m willing to admit that this run of shows might never offer up<br \/>\ntheir true power unless you were there, watching the scene unfold<br \/>\nin front of you. Maybe the Deadheads in the &#8217;70s could relate to<br \/>\nthis show better, especially those who are in the &#8220;Pigpen&#8221; camp<br \/>\nwhen it comes to keyboardists. And maybe this particular release<br \/>\nwill become appealing the more one gets their feet wet in the whole<br \/>\nDead scene. Then again, I&#8217;ve been into the band for over a decade,<br \/>\nand I still don&#8217;t understand the magic of this show.<br \/>\n<i>Dick&#8217;s Picks Volume Four<\/i> has some wonderful moments, but<br \/>\nthis really is one for completists only &#8211; or for those whose<br \/>\naudience copies of these shows are wearing out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":26033,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"tags":[],"artist":[5668],"rating":[5614],"class_list":["post-37244","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-grateful-dead","rating-rating-c-plus"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/37244","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37244"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/37244\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/26033"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37244"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37244"},{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=37244"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=37244"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}