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āPicture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free, dizzy with the possibilities.ā This John Perry Barlow-penned lyric memorably described our majestic planet Earth; yet in the midst of Dead & Companyās residency at Sphere in Las Vegas, it is the attending Deadheads who are dizzy with the possibilities provided by this immersive, awe-inspiring concert experience. The prevailing successor to the Grateful Dead, Dead & Company is just the third act to perform at the Sphere, following U2 last fall and Phish this past April.
This āDead Foreverā residency ā the first in Dead & Companyās nine-year history ā was initially announced as an eighteen-concert run but soon expanded to thirty shows extending from May to August. This protracted run of shows has elated and rejuvenated throngs of fans of all adult ages, many who doubted they would see the band perform live again after their āfinal tourā last summer. This reviewer and lifetime Deadhead attended the bandās May 31st concert at Sphere, and it was truly one for the books.
The venue itself is a modern marvel, impressive in its spherical architecture and its enhanced LED-laden visage, encompassing the outside and the periphery of attendees on the inside. As described in this recent review of Phish at Sphere, the concert experience is like seeing your favored band inside of a planetarium; however instead of merely displaying stars, Sphere is an imaginarium that can conjure any setting or place that the mind can conceive.
On this fine evening in the waning hours of May, Dead & Co. kicked off the proceedings at Sphere with āShakedown Street.āĀ The crowd started grooving to this danceable disco-Dead favorite, while magnified real-time images of the band members were superimposed onto the round screen along what appeared to be the external scaffolding of the venue. As the group playfully included the āshake it down, shake it down nowā lyric from The Commodoresā contemporaneous āBrickhouseā ā a song the band has never performed ā they veered to an unexpected key change while John Mayerās guitar lead took flight. āDonāt tell me this town aināt got no heart, just gotta poke around.ā The Deadheads showed plenty of heart for the band on this night, and their members played with a lot of heart as well.
Concluding āShakedown,ā the Sphere’s round wall provided the optical illusion of the scaffolding seemingly opening up in the middle, in the shape of the GDās trademark lightning bolt. Behind the parting walls lay Ashbury Street in San Francisco, focusing on the Deadās original domicile at 710 Ashbury. As Dead & Company launched into āJack Straw,ā the entire venue ostensibly ascended upwards into the sky. The landscape slowly revealed the Haight-Ashbury district that originally gave birth to the psychedelic music scene in the late 1960s, Golden Gate Parkās panhandle, the entirety of the San Francisco Bay, āthe highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars.ā After ascending through the atmosphere and escaping Earthās orbit and solar system, we lost and found ourselves in the vast cosmos of nebulous deep space. Mayerās guitar lead was spectacular, extending longer than in the Jerry Garcia-fueled GD versions of āJack Straw.ā
āNew Speedway Boogieā quickly brought the concert back down to Planet Earth with mountain views and swampy blues from the GDās Workingmanās Dead era. Before our eyes, the enormous Wall of Sound (used by the Grateful Dead in 1973-74) was constructed sans stagehands on the screen behind the band. āOne way or another this darkness got to give,ā the crowd sang along with the band, as grizzled bandleader Bob Weir repeated the ādarkness got to giveā lyric multiple times.
Up next, Mayer assumed Garciaās vocals for the relaxing quasi-reggae song āRow Jimmy.ā The lakeside fly-over displayed on the Sphere unexpectedly plunged underwater. The submerged environment momentarily recalled Phishās 4/19/2024 Sphere concert as various aquatic life swam around us, before revealing a pirate ship of fools complete with āstealieā flag masts.
The band followed with an ambling, laid-back rendition of āTennessee Jed.ā Weir handled the vocals in his usual arrhythmic fashion, while Jeff Chimentiās ragtime piano flourishes provided lively color between the lines of Mayerās guitar lead. As the visuals continued to lean heavily to traditional imagery associated with the GDās legacy, Dead bears emerged to dance in rotation around a colorful tie-dye backdrop.
The unmatched optical experience currently has no equal, providing imaginative and immersive views that extend to the periphery of the concert-goers.
āPlaying in the Bandā succeeded āJedā as a welcome addition to the first set, rarely played pre-intermission in Dead-related projects since the mid-1970s. A typically exploratory jam vehicle, this interpretation was pleasantly improvisational. As Weir signaled the subtle change from the major to minor key, drummers Mickey Hart and Jay Lane soon picked up the pace, increasing the musical tension. Bassist Oteil Burbridgeās agile fingers did the talking for him moreso than his under-utilized voice, madly bounding around the fretboard in an intense duel with Mayer. The tension released and returned to form for the songās reprise, extending over fifteen minutes.
While some fans in attendance expected an imminent set break, Mayer cued the band to start āDonāt Ease Me In.ā This short and sweet rocker was highlighted by Chimentiās spirited organ solo, while the visage was filled hundreds of backstage passes illuminated by black light. The band shuffled offstage to huge applause after an ambitious first set that lasted 78 minutes, one of their longer first sets of the residency to date.
After intermission the band returned to the stage with āUncle Johnās Band,ā another Workingmansā Dead chestnut and fan favorite. This easy-going rendition was backed by a cartoonish landscape and rainbow, as the band again gravitated from major themes to a moody D minor during the improvisational section, not unlike āPlayingā from the first set. āUncle Johnāsā reached its reprise in under twelve minutes, relatively short by comparison.
āChina Cat Sunflowerā followed as another favored gem, with Mayer adopting Garciaās signature guitar riff preceding Bobbyās vocals. As drummers Hart and Lane kicked into double-time to segue into āI Know You Rider,ā the screen displayed reproductions of some of the most famous venues occupied by the Grateful Dead long ago ā including Winterland Ballroom, Cornell Universityās Barton Hall, Red Rocks Amphitheater, Fillmore West at the Carousel Ballroom, as well as New York Cityās Radio City Music Hall and Madison Square Garden. This optical illusion was quite effective as we were transported from place to place, seemingly no longer in a sphere at all.
āDark Starā is a treasured jewel and mind-bending odyssey from the Deadās vast repertoire dating back to 1968. There is perhaps no better venue to experience this stellar excursion than a giant spherical planetarium and imaginarium, and the visual psychedelics exceeded all expectations of this reviewer. The group charted a course to the second star to the right and reached escape velocity to provide astonishing interstellar views. Weir assuredly handled the traditionally Garcia-led vocals, while Mayerās guitar patiently provided all the feels during this eighteen-minute excursion.
The galactic panorama that supplanted āDark Starā voyaged boldly from the vast cosmic realm to an alien landscape, with the band members superimposed inside an ancient circular monolithic structure that resembled bones of a giant saurian beast. Mayerās expressive guitar lead ā utilizing minimal effects unlike Garcia before him ā was soon joined by Weirās angular insertions and Chimentiās percussive piano which often gravitated between lead and rhythm instrument. Upon reaching the songās second verse, Weir and Chimenti took pause to accentuate the songās ānightfall of diamondsā final lyric.
The spotlight turned to the Rhythm Devils for the āDrumsā section of the night. An essential part of live concerts by the Grateful Dead and successive projects for nearly fifty years, this Mickey Hart-masterminded percussive segment consisted of Hart and Bill Kreutzmann from the late 1970s until 2022. Kreutzmann, having bowed out of Dead & Companyās last tour in summer 2023, has now been capably replaced by Weirās long-time drummer Jay Lane. While Burbridge joined in the fun for āDrumsā as he often does, on this night the Rhythm Devils were also joined by special guest Zakir Hussein, a long-time collaborator of Hartās dating back to the 1970s Diga Rhythm Band.
During the raucous āDrumsā section, the Sphereās extrasensory concert experience was highlighted by the geometric fractals displayed, as well as the addition of seat haptics which vibrated 10,000 of the seats and the attendeesā posteriors. The vibrations matched the low-end frequencies dominated by the drummers and Ā especially by āThe Beam,ā the Hart-created instrument which emanates the lowest frequencies audible to humans. As āDrumsā gave way to āSpace,ā Weir, Mayer, Burbridge and Chimenti re-assumed their instruments to provide ambient, ethereal sounds while the drummers took a pause.
Following the twenty-minute Drums/Space excursion, the ensemble settled back in for a poignant version of the Garcia/Hunter ballad āStella Blue.ā As Weir ā still known as Bobby at age 76 ā crooned the first lyrics ā(a)ll the years combined, they melt into a dream,ā it was impossible not to acknowledge the fleeting passage of time. Bobby vocally reminded us that Ā āthereās nothing you can hold for very long,ā spurring reflection that this moment will not come again, and that no future moments are guaranteed on this plane of existence.
Concluding āStella,ā Mayer rang out the introductory chord to āTerrapin Stationā on his custom PRS Silver Sky guitar to much applause. A signature composition from the 1977 GD album of the same name, āTerrapinā is a cherished favorite among Deadheads due to its timelessly descriptive storytelling complete with Shakespearean love triangle. Mayer soulfully sang its opening segment āLady with a Fanā while faithfully reproducing the Garcia-composed lead. Meanwhile behind and above the stage, live images of the band members were bathed in the Aurora Borealis which shimmered in the water of a tree-lined lake. āInspiration moves me brightly,ā Bobby exclaimed while reclaiming vocal duties for the songās climactic resolution, as the fans proclaimed āTerrapinā in call-and-response.
āHell in a Bucketā effectively re-energized the crowd, bringing many back to their feet for the mischievous Weir/Barlow-penned jaunt. Appearing on the Sphereās visage was a lively hundred-foot-tall animation of skeletal Uncle Sam from the intro to 1974ās The Grateful Dead Movie, momentarily joined by a chorus line of fellow skeletons. Uncle Sam soon jumped onto the referenced chopper-style motorcycle, taking concert-goers on a Fear and Loathing-inspired trip from old Vegas through a psychedelic countryside complete with dancing bears, blue mountains, enormous roses and flying eyeballs, briefly passing Terrapin Station along the way. It was one of the eveningās most memorable and vivid visuals, as Sam joined tens of skeletal motorcyclists to ride around the Sphere wall, executing the carnival stunt known as the globe of death. āAt least Iām enjoying the ride!ā Bobby belted repeatedly to embellish this flippant rocker.
The band took the tempo back down for āBlack Muddy River,ā spotlighting Mayer for this heartfelt, wistful GD ballad which was one of the last to be co-written by Garcia and Robert Hunter. Initially displaying a starfield, the visage set its course back to our planet, descending through the atmosphere and back to the groupās hometown of San Francisco and their former abode in the Haight depicted at the concertās onset. It truly provided concert-goers with the impression that they were returning to Earth from a sublime astral voyage.
While the group briefly stepped off stage for the encore break, an early news segment about the Dead from the late 1960s was displayed on the screen and audible in the sound system. The band stepped back onstage to close out the show with a mid-tempo version of āCasey Jones.ā Behind the stage, the round wall nodded to the past while displaying images of all twelve members of the Grateful Dead during their thirty-year career, critically including Jerry Garcia and four of their keyboardists who have since passed away.
For this rendition of āCasey Jones,ā John Mayer enthusiastically claimed the spotlight once more on lead guitar & vocals to put an exclamation point on the night, with smiles all around from Burbridge and Chimenti to the songās energetic end. The band gathered at the front of stage to take a well-earned bow to a hearty cheer from attending Deadheads.
Dead & Company as a unit and as individual members have notably stepped up their game to rise to the occasion for this consequential extended residency.Ā
Dead & Company at the Sphere provided an exceptional, unforgettable performance with extravagant visual and audial production. The sound itself was impeccable and crystalline, even in the upper levels. The unmatched optical experience currently has no equal, providing imaginative and immersive views that extend to the periphery of the concert-goers.
Even having attended Phish there the previous month, the āDead Foreverā experience was truly unique and sentimental. The main difference ā aside from the formerās jazzy prog-rock versus the latterās Americana rhythm & blues ā was that while Phishās visuals were more abstract, Dead & Companyās nostalgic visuals borrowed heavily from familiar settings and trademark imagery from the GDās and Dead & Co.ās history.
Dead & Company as a unit and as individual members have notably stepped up their game to rise to the occasion for this consequential extended residency. After taking time to fixate on their solo projects following Dead & Co.ās āfinal tourā a year ago, they appear rejuvenated with newfound purpose and focus, seemingly enjoying the incomparable venue as much as attendees. The end result was far and above the best Dead & Company show that this reviewer has attended throughout the bandās nine-year history.
The groupās āDead Foreverā residency currently extends to mid-August, providing throngs of Deadheads with twelve additional opportunities to enjoy this momentous concert experience which I highly recommend.
– Bill Kurzenberger
Dead & Company 5/31/2024 Sphere, Las Vegas, Nevada
Set I: Shakedown Street, Jack Straw, New Speedway Boogie, Row Jimmy, Tennessee Jed, Playing in the Band, Don’t Ease Me In
Set II: Uncle John’s Band, China Cat Sunflower> I Know You Rider, Dark Star> Drums> Space> Stella Blue, Terrapin Station, Hell in a Bucket, Black Muddy River
Encore: Casey Jones
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