Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?
“Honestly? No clue. Am I at a Dead show? There’s a little kid wandering around the stage unsupervised, and that happened at pretty much every Dead show.”
No, I think this is a charity thing.
“Ah. Fellow on the bass is awful boisterous.”
He’s got an energetic stage presence.
“I can see. We, uh, never got up to much of that in the Dead. Mostly just stood there. I had a couple moves. Did the Lunge. Gave the fans the High-Knee once in a while. Lotta stuff going on with my neck.”
Yup. Those are your moves.
“Phil tried skanking for a couple shows.”
The reggae dance?
“Yeah. Turns out it’s not that easy. False advertising.”
I guess.
“Question.”
Shoot.
“What the hell happened to Emmylou Harris?”
That’s not Emmylou Harris. That’s Patti Smith.
“Ah. She is the warrior.”
No, you’re thinking of Patty Smyth. This is the Patti Smith from CBGB’s.
“She’s a punker?”
Yes.
“I’m having a wild night.”
You sure are.
Hard Rain?
I take one look at that photo and I know I don’t want to hear whatever noise they’re making. The All Star Super Jam ™ format should have died around the time of the Last Waltz, which is to say around the time it was invented.
What is this, btw?
Sept. 14, ’18. You gotta get out more, man.