Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Man At Work

 

“Ass!”

Hey, Billy. Summer Tour, huh?

“Yup. I gotta tell you something: I love this band more than I loved the Grateful Dead. And not just because Phil isn’t in it.”

Is it the checks?

“You really do know me, man.”

Uh-huh.

“Deadheads got so much more money now! They used to sleep a dozen to a room and give tuggers for drug money, but now half of ’em are real estate assholes. Or respectable criminals. You know: classy shit like fraud, or computer shit. Dead & Company got more respectable criminals in their audience than any other band.”

Almost certainly true.

“And they’re desperate to give us their money. We priced the merch so high as a joke. Figured we’d have to knock ten bucks off, but the rubes ponied right up.”

Please don’t call your fans “rubes,” Billy.

“What would you call someone who spent three grand on a blanket with a Stealie on it?”

Yeah, okay.

5 Comments

  1. I worked as part of a local crew that did labor setting up the stage for a dead show in 1989.

    The crew (well at least one member of the crew) referred to dead heads as lemmings.

  2. Dick Scratcher

    June 14, 2019 at 12:35 am

    Are you gonna watch and review the Dylan film?

  3. If you could see the things I purchase instead of health insurance.

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