25 Years Later: Reflecting On The Grateful Dead’s Final Show With Jerry Garcia (7/9/95)

To say the Dead’s 1995 Summer tour was a surreal disaster-laden affair is putting it mildly. In addition to Garcia’s alarmingly poor appearance & musicianship as well as his rapidly deteriorating health & well-being, a slew of ominous incidents that occurred along the way earned this near two-month twenty-six show jaunt through the U.S. the dubious moniker “The Tour from Hell” by media & fans alike. There were repeated incidents of gate-crashing by thousands of fans at multiple venues, three patrons were struck by lightning outside the RFK show in D.C and hundreds of attendees were seriously injured, including one who was paralyzed, after a structure collapsed at a nearby campground following a July concert at the Riverport Amphitheatre near St. Louis. There was even a death threat made against Garcia that the FBI & Local police found credible enough to force the band to play with the house lights on for an entire evening. 

What little energy & magic Garcia had left prior to this summer was nearly entirely depleted by the time the band rolled into Chicago for the tour-closing pair of shows on July 8th. While the rest of the band were still in fine form and playing with renewed energy – likely at least somewhat in response to Garcia’s dwindling musical presence – the once stalwart guitarist was clearly struggling throughout the entire evening. Forgotten lyrics are a repeated issue in nearly all of his vocal performances and several solos are either in the wrong key or omitted entirely. 

However, even in the darkest of times – and dark they were – Garcia still managed to occasionally summon up his old magical ways (often referred to as the “X Factor” among Deadheads), and tonight’s stunning version of the late-era Hunter/Garcia ballad “So Many Roads” is no exception. While Jerry often used the vocal climax at the end of the song to sink his world-weary teeth into, delivering some of the most emotional moments of his final years, there was something uniquely different about this take. Even crew members and band-insiders were taken aback by Garcia’s surprisingly emotional rendition in Chicago, leaving many to wonder if the sage guitarist perhaps had a hint of what was to come as he achingly sang “I’ve been down them roads. Lord, I’ve been walking them roads. So many, so many roads” as the song gently winds down for what was arguably the show’s only legitimate musical highlight.

The evening closes with a rare double-encore consisting of Jerry’s final lead vocal performance on a meandering version of “Black Muddy River” as well as the Phil Lesh chestnut “Box of Rain.”

After returning home and making a quick trip to old-friend David Grisman’s Bay Area studio to record a version of “Blue Yodel #9” for a Jimmie Rodgers’ tribute album being put together at the time by Bob Dylan, Garcia decided to make one more attempt at rehab by checking himself into the Betty Ford Clinic only eight days after returning from Chicago. However, that venture was short-lived as he then checked himself out after only two weeks, citing a desire to spend his 53rd birthday, August 1st, at home. Garcia returned to another facility, Serenity Knolls, on August 8th, where he passed away in his sleep shortly after 4:00 am on August 9th

 

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  1. My last was Silver bowl (Vegas) . Had tix for both days. Went to first. Sat out second. Just a bad feeling something was very wrong.
    Dead and co has been a reprieve of sorts. Otherwise would be left w sad, lingering end w nothing looking forward.
    Wish heads would be more open to Johns attempts. He has never tried to be a replacement. A younger, safer version. His work w Dead members has been respectful and tributary.

  2. I was lucky enough to be there for the July 8th show and had a similar experience. How would describe Visions of Johanna from the 8th?

  3. I was there at the final show as a 21 year old taking it all in. Only my 3rd show since I wasn’t going to drop everything and go on tour. Wish I had caught them in the early 90s but 94-95 it was. One thing that stood out about the show was a lively Shakedown Street. The part that goes “Don’t Tell Me This Town Ain’t Got No Heart, Just Gotta Poke Around” was extra lively and groovy! Other personal highlights for me was the rare live Unbroken Chain (2nd solo Garcia finally got the chains in gear) and a rockin Sugar Magnolia. Great Star Spangled Banner a la Hendrix style and fireworks to end the show. Little did I know it would be the last time we would see Garcia but it did feel like the end of his run. We miss you Jerry!

  4. I went to the Pittsburgh show at 3 Rivers Stadium. Made the trip down from Buffalo, had a feeling it may be the last chance to see Jerry, glad I did.

  5. Reading this article was a miserable experience due to all of the flying skittering ad banners and pop up crap. Glide magazine—do you really think anyone would visit you a second time???!?

  6. It was closure, but I don’t think a farce. But you’re right… no GD without JG. I could never watch or get into any rendition. And I really appreciate continually trying to deliver the music each year as another outfit. But nobody can sit in Jerry’s space and capture any tune he was part of. Not even close. And I’m sorry, but Dead and Co is a cover band. And I’ve heard way better. Sorry but even as bad as 7/9/95 was, that So Many Roads will go down in the books. I won’t choose to remember him that way or even that night. But there’s plenty of magic he left for us that we can always go to. Sadly Jerry passed on 8/9/95, but the Dead died that final night in Chicago.

  7. Would have been a much better article if ads weren’t constantly reformatting the text and breaking up sentences. Is this my fault or just the way Glide rolls?

  8. Lets Not forget the Facts. Jerry didnt just die shortly after 4:00. Offically , he dued at 4:20 with a smile on hos face. Epico!

  9. I was on this tour at 17. We were tear gassed in DC. I was in the st Louis campground accident I broke my back in the accident. One girl later died from her injuries aside from those who were paralyzed. I was lucky to have just 7 vertebra fractures. A guy from Eugene named Puppet was with me and if he didn’t fall on me when the roof fell i may have been paralyzed! He was ok. It was a crazy tour. Thank you for the memories

  10. My memory of summer tour 95 was that it was very hot! I thought the heat was getting to Jerry, didn’t know he was dying. RFK was a blast, thunderstorm with lightning strikes along with Al and Tipper Gore. Three Rivers turned into a beautiful night with a gorgeous moon after another rain. Got home and mail ordered for fall tour and tickets arrived not long after he was gone. Only four cities fall tour 95 Boston New York Philly and Canada, alas the tour that never happened.

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