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Published on 2026-05-05
Ticket stub from September 14, 1988 at Madison Square Garden
There are ticket stubs that just sit in a drawer, and then there are ticket stubs that open a door. This one goes back to September 14, 1988, Madison Square Garden, when the Grateful Dead rolled into New York City at one of the highest points of their career, and I was 17 years old, just a few months out of high school and less than two months away from basic training in the United States Air Force.
At the time, life was moving fast and not exactly according to plan. I had graduated high school in Paramus, New Jersey, with no college plans, plenty of partying, and not much direction. In my dad’s eyes, I was a mitigated disaster. He kicked me out of the house three days after graduation, but once I joined the Air Force, he let me come back home until I shipped out to Lackland Air Force Base in November 1988. At that point, he wasn’t giving me much grief. He knew that in a few weeks, my ass was going to basic training.
So before the Air Force, before the haircut, before the discipline, before life changed in a very real way, there was the Grateful Dead at Madison Square Garden.
I went to this show with high school buddies from Bergen County — Scott Lagsdin, Rob Meehan, Scott Sarnoff, and a few others I can’t fully remember anymore. We drove from Paramus to Hoboken, caught the PATH train into New York City, and made our way to the Garden. For a 17-year-old Deadhead from North Jersey, that alone felt like a rite of passage.
This was my third Grateful Dead show. My first had been at Madison Square Garden in September 1987, and my second was March 30, 1988 at Brendan Byrne Arena. By the fall of ’88, I was starting to understand the pull of it all — the travel, the crowd, the anticipation, the whole beautiful mess surrounding a Dead show. And back then, Bergen County, North Jersey, and the New York suburbs were full-on Deadhead territory. My high school in Paramus had plenty of us. The whole region felt wired into the scene.
Do I remember every detail from that night? Not even close. Shocking, I know. We were 17, at the Garden, and no doubt higher than kites. But I remember the feeling. I remember the electricity around the building, the sense that the Dead were not just playing New York — they were taking it over (King Kong and all).
I also caught two more shows from that MSG run, September 18 and September 20. I remember enjoying September 18 the most, but honestly, what was better than being 17 and catching three Grateful Dead shows at Madison Square Garden? The Dead were huge, the scene was exploding, and for those of us coming out of Bergen County and the surrounding suburbs, the Garden felt like the center of the universe.
Looking back now, that September 14 ticket feels like more than a concert memory. It was one of those in-between moments — after high school, before the military, before life started demanding a different kind of attention. For one night, I was just another kid from Jersey riding into the city with friends, stepping into the Garden, and letting the Grateful Dead bend time a little.
Newly mastered from the original recordings, the September 14 and September 15, 1988 Madison Square Garden shows are now streaming in Hi-Res exclusively with Play Dead as part of Dead Drops Tuesday.
Grateful Dead
Madison Square Garden — September 14, 1988
Set I
Let The Good Times Roll
Alabama Getaway > Greatest Story Ever Told
Stagger Lee
Walkin’ Blues
It Must Have Been The Roses
Queen Jane Approximately
Ramble On Rose
Let It Grow
Set II
Box Of Rain
Victim Or The Crime
Foolish Heart
Looks Like Rain
He’s Gone > Drums > Space
I Need A Miracle > Gimme Some Lovin’
Morning Dew
Encore
Black Muddy River
Grateful Dead
Madison Square Garden — September 15, 1988
Set I
Hell In A Bucket > Sugaree
Desolation Row
Row Jimmy
Cassidy > Deal
Set II
Samson and Delilah > Crazy Fingers >
Playing in the Band > Uncle John’s Band >
Playing in the Band > Drums > Space
I Will Take You Home >
All Along the Watchtower >
Goin’ Down The Road Feeling Bad >
Turn On Your Love Light
Encore
U.S. Blues
