30 years ago today in Hartford Connecticut. My second or third Grateful Dead tour long before the khaki clad college kid hipsters invaded the scene. Back then it was tour rat acid heads on brokered school buses and Hell's Angels. Most shows rotated songs with an unpredictable pattern, but every once and a while you'd get a hold out. The band hadnt played St Stephen in about 5 or 6 years and they played it Oct 15, 1983, having just rolled it out 3 nights prior at Madison Sq Garden in New York. Wild eyed devotees wait and wait through just about every concert in hopes to hear the song. It's not that it's that great a song, it's just rare and so is coveted like an ace in a poker hand. I saw a lot of shows 1983 to 1986, but few compare to this one. The building shook. Hard to believe it was 30 years ago. 2 of the people I attended the concert with are no longer with us. The Hartford Civic Ctr was a big old barn that had an unmistakeable echo. I seem to recall there was a third floor where rumor had it you could access what was then called "the hidden playground", but Im pretty sure that was just a rumor.