My first show was Atlanta 11/11/71. I was living in Clearwater, FL and went up with three friends.
The show was only a couple weeks after the death of Duane Allman, which was devestating in my circle.
New Riders, the self contained version, opened and I enjoyed them.
The Dead started and had a few equiptment problems and actually stopped to move the gear upstage a bit.
These were the days when the fire marshall cleared the aisles and stage area so when the Dead started back the FM stopped the shiw when people crashed to the front.
Atlanta's hip community was very radicalized, underground paper called the Great Speckled Bird, the south's version of the Berkeley Barb or Village Voice was widely read. http://www.greatspeckledbird.org
This issue has a print ad for the concert if scroll down several pages, page 26 or so.http://digitalcollections.library.gsu.e ... mapsto/pdf
Things got a bit hairy between the freaks and the cops, pushing and shoving kind of thing, Lesh and Garcia scolding the cops from the stage. Chanting "Fuck the pigs" etc. You can hear Sam Cutler on the Archive recording chiding the audience a bit trying to get the show going again. The whole incident was about 15 minutes.
Once the show got going it was grand to say the least. Godcheaux was there but not Pig, who Weir said was at home getting better. Donna not there yet.
My mind was blown, I liked the Dead from the first record on but this night was the handing the torch from ABB to the Dead for me and went a long way towards filling the huge hole Duane Allman's death left in my musical world.
Sorry for the long post but it was nice to reminisce.