Now watching? Nah, fuck you.
Bob Weir's jean shorts make me uncomfortable. Other than that -- moves from plodding (too stoned to groove?) into awesomeness in a major way. Bruce Hornsboy seems to be coked out of his fucking mind, but is pulling his weight. I'm only finishing up the first set, but "Row Jimmy" and "Big River" have been the major highlights up to this point.
Edit: This crazy fucking "psychedelic" shit they're doing to the tape is ridiculous. As if Vince and Bruce's keyboards didn't pop in enough dated noises -- they had to bring in this incredibly stupid bullshit into the mix? I've had more vivid images from an over exposure to bathroom cleaner.