Cash makes itself immortal; the first!

The reviewed under the "At San Quentin" fully applies to this, something previous recording. In particular, the intensity, almost magic that comes with this recording is over, sensational. One feels from the first note away in a hot and humid, nicotine geschwängerten and partly under high voltage live act into offset, in which it is by no means secondary, where he was born. This intensity could only be achieved there, where a concert was an absolute exception; like Christmas and Easter and birthday party together. The exuberance as unpredictability of the prisoners wear this concert as well as Cash's entire repertoire of the prison life. Whether "The Wall", "I got stripes," the oppressive "25 Minutes to Go" or the unique "Folsom Prison Blues", here experienced the rather brittle Bard his first really big climax. Few live discs can keep up as yet.
Which of the two prison-Live discs is now the better, I can not judge even after 30 years. I see it rather as a whole. Like a double-live album just. Times the "At San Quentin" has the upper hand, sometimes the "At Folsom Prison". Maybe I like the "At Folsom" as "firstborn" as it were, almost a bit dear. But -Herrausragend both!
"Listen closely to this album and you hear in the background the clanging of the doors, the shrill of the whistle, the shout of the men. -Even Laughter from men who had forgotten how to laugh" JC