Ever wake up and think, “I can’t listen to one more second of the Dead?”
Me, either.
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
© 2021 Thoughts On The Dead
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Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
© 2021 Thoughts On The Dead
Theme by Anders Noren — Up ↑
I have, once every could years. Then spend a month or two listening to Eddie Harris records, and Tom Rush, and The Stranglers and The Pixies and Sly Stone.
You know how on sunny days Calvin and Hobbes would bust through their front door and land outside in a ball of joy? Eventually I remember about The Dead, put on a ’71 Bertha, or a ’78 Bertha, and feel just like that.
When I’m up or when I’m down, the Dead are always there to accompany my life.
That’s not to say I listen only to the Dead, but it’s nice to know they’re there.
I couldn’t have said it better myself.
No, but my 11 year old does.
Though I listen to a lot of other music, the Dead have been the soundtrack for this lifetime.