Dead show/podcast for 3/9/12

March winds will blow.. all my troubles away.....

Well I can hope right? I thought for this March Deadpod that I'd bring you a show from the Spring of 1990, this one occurred the day following the show released as "Terrapin Station' .. on March 16th, 1990. I think this is quite an interesting show as well and well worth a listen. Of particular interest in this first set is the first performance of 'Black Throated Wind' since October 19th, 1974.. with some alternate lyrics to boot.. (I've posted these alternative lyrics below)..
I think the band was on a roll during this tour and personally I enjoy their sound.. I hope you do as well!

Grateful Dead 3/16/90 - Friday
Capital Centre - Landover , MD

Set One:

Good Times ;
Touch Of Grey ;
New Minglewood Blues ;
Peggy-O ;
Queen Jane Approximately ;
Loser ;
Black Throated Wind ;
Bird Song ;
Blow Away ;

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Here are the alternate Black Throated Wind lyrics, used briefly in 1990:

Verse 2
Well, it's me and the road, yeah, we're lacking the code
That will lead us to some as yet unforseen bar
Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up
The highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars

But I'm here by the road, yeah, unravelling the code
That will lead us to some as yet unforseen bar

Verse 3
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
Like a siren it promises everything new
Ah, Mother American Night, invisible light
Ohhh, I'm flying in you

The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life where everything's new

Verse 4
I left St Louis, the City of Blues
On a screaming blue bender I'd rather forget
With no scars that show, the keys to the road
A couple of tens and some stale cigarettes

Verse 5
But I can't deny that times have gone by
Nothing is left but thoughts of regret
When I was a man, with so much in hand
That a bird in the bush would be singing there yet

But I can't deny that times have gone by
When being with her was as good as it gets

Verse 6
The black-throated wind, whispering sin
And speaking of life that passes like dew
It's led me to see if you want to be free
Have your way with each day as its granted to you

Verse 7
What's to be found, racing around
You carry your blues to the edge of the sky
Think a coyote could care about birds in the air?
Think a raven thinks coyotes should learn how to fly?

We drew lines all around us when I was down
So now mine turns out to go right to the sky

Verse 8
So I give you my eyes, they were just a disguise
Anyway where I'm going it's too dark to see
Yes, and toss me to Chance and watch me dance
Choreography certain as bats on the breeze

So I leave you my eyes ...

Verse 9
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With it's words of a lie I think just might be true
Oh, Mother American Night, here comes the light
I'm going right on ahead, that's what I'm gonna do

The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
The prophet that promises everything new
Ah, Mother American Night, come wrong or come right
I will always go onward in you