Today, I listened to the last concert by The Grateful Dead that I personally attended, at the Spectrum in Philadelphia on 18 March 1995. At the show, I fell in love with the groove that Bob Weir started playing during the Space section of the show, a staccato chordal riff that carried things along for minutes on end. After checking that out again, I turned to a concert at the Los Angeles Memorial Sports Arena on 16 December 1994. The performance of "Estimated Prophet" digs into a long jam with Branford Marsalis on saxophone that goes into singular places; the following "He's Gone" hit home today, after Bob's death on Saturday. (Andrew Shields, #111words, 12 January 2026)