The Other One
Dec. 10, 1972
Winterland Arena
An Atomic attack of the senses. At 4:25 you get to hear Jerry summoning a wailing spirit on the stage that haunts the music henceforth. A call and response between strings allows propels the band forward into a jam that can only be described as phantasmic, with Billy initiating a spiritual waltz into spectral realms. Jerry explores this realm, a takes a peak into places and ideas lost from time. Egyptian hieroglyphics, Norse Runes, and Wiccan magik envelope the mind as energy flows through the band so seamlessly. The cut is brutal, but you quickly find yourself in a territory of intrigue and disillusion. Smoke and dark clouds surround you as you spiral into the eye of the storm, with the faces of ones that once were staring right back at you, further spiraling down the path of madness and mania. A twister of ghastly psychedelic power obliterates the senses, and you soon find yourself in empty space. Smoking craters left on your mind, you let the band carry you away into a dream, where nothing, and everything reveals itself to you. A space that can be explored forever, and ever, and everything reveals itself in its truest form, a cosmic truth only discernible by you. We then get a jam that takes you through the borders of the universe, and has you observing everything that was, and everything that will be. Like a celestial body orbiting the lifetime of this universe. Imagine yourself standing in space, with the millions of stars laid out in front of you, as you walk through you realize you’re simply observing the universe outside of it, you are the observer and the one who experiences the universe with everything it has to offer. The universe experiencing itself. A feeling of bliss and peace wash over you as you get washed away back into a psychedelic spiral of colors back into the realm of the unknown and curiosity. Profound truth. This is The Other One, in all its glory.