“I’m not looking at you.”
“We don’t hate each other for 40 more years, Kreutzmann.”
“I’m practicing.”
OR
Why does Phil have his wallet in his front pocket? Has there been a string of on-stage pickpocketing?
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Phil and Billy don’t like each other?
Not currently.
I thought it was not since Billy fucked Phil’s girlfriend in the late 1960s.
Rosie talks about this in her ebook, which is a very good read. As I remember it, she talks about her & Phil having a fight and she decided to go downstairs and wake up Billy “the way a man always wants to be woken up” or something like that. I don’t think Billy went behind Phil’s back or anything. But hey, it was the 60’s
Phil pretty much hates everyone except Jill, Levon, the busboys, and his stable of Choogly lackees that he can chronically underpay for gigs.
He’s gotta like Bob, everybody likes Bob
Not sure he’s gotta like Bob. He has to tolerate Bob long enough for the “Bob and Phil play smaller venues for $150 a ticket to take your money” 4 city tour later this spring.
My guess: Like most brothers, they love each other but don’t particularly like each other.
I think everyone likes Bobby. No one understands exactly what he’s getting at when he speaks, but it seems he means well. Plus, when he turned 65 he morphed into 45 year old Jerry (only more baritone and with very limited lead guitar skills).
Phil’s an intellectual dick and Billy’s a drunk dick. Oil and water.
Mickey’s kind of like Bobby – too weird to hate.