Despite the speakers and amps and rocking and rolling going on right behind his head, Garcia could hear a meatball sub being unwrapped at sixty paces.
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One night in Long Island, Garcia’s shadow kept getting away from him. First, Garcia rubbed his shadow’s foot with soap and tried to stick it back on, but that didn’t work. Parish yelled at it, but nothing.
Finally, Mrs. Donna Jean sewed the shadow back on. She thought it was some sexist bullshit and made her feelings known by stabbing Garcia a bunch of times, but in the end she did a good job because Mrs. Donna Jean’s a professional.
Hey, Big Guy.
“Aw, man: don’t call me that. I’m relatively healthy here.”
No. This is the 90’s, judging by your hairline.
“Fucker started retreating on me at the end, didn’t it?”
You and your hair had a great run.
“You ever notice how all the other bands full of old guys, all of ’em still got full heads of hair?”
They’re wearing wigs, Jer.
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“Aerosmith wouldn’t lie to me.”
So glad we’re spending the day together.
“We are, aren’t we?”
This is very cool, Enthusiasts: from a source who asked to remain anonymous (though I can’t imagine why, but whatevs) comes this never-before-seen shot of Garcia as a young man:
The caption is cut off, but this is from Garcia’s junior year in high school. It’s a bit tough to tell it’s him, actually, but the beard does make a big difference.
Is this your way of acting out?
“No, I hide for years at a time or have Parish punch people. It’s just hot.”
…
Are you completely hairless from the neck down?
“Like a Brazilian manatee.”
Ew.
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“Hey, pal.”
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“Summer days, right?”
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I can see your balls.
“Oh, now that you can see my balls, you pay attention to me, huh?”
No, no, no. You are not allowed to be petulant: that’s everyone else.
“I can be whatever I want, not that anyone cares. Go talk about Billy and his helper monkey.”
Aw, Garcia, don’t be like this. This whole year’s about you , man.
“And, yet.”
…
You stay away from the Time Sheath technology, my friend. Not having this discussion again.
“Just one song.”
No. It would collapse the global economy.
“Really?”
Dead guitarists taking the stage? Yeah, we’d be lucky to get out of that with only a couple billion dead.
“Might be right.”
Let’s play it safe, even if I’m not.
“Sure.”
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You get those from Bobby?
“He took me to Creepy Ernie’s House of Unacceptable Trousers to get ’em.”
Sounds right.
The wind is at our backs; the sun is in our eyes.
The rain threatens, but that’s all: it cowers in the face of determined men, we tell ourselves.
The way has never lain ahead.
It must be made.
Make your way, anyway you can.
During the cold and windy Bickershaw festival in the north of England, the Dead experimented with a new idea: “the crowd is wherever you think it is.”
Are they this way? That way? On the ground behind Billy?
Yes.
As commentor Correy342–proprietor of Lost Live Dead, the greatest Dead site ever–informs us, these 1965 shots are from the In Room in Belmont, CA, and as an actual nighttime performance would have been too dark, these shots were from the afternoon of the show, probably.
Of note: the sad “The Warlocks” sign taped to Billy’s drums, Bobby’s necklace that makes him the rightful heir to the throne of Wakanda, and Pig’s ugliness.
Pigpen looks like he lives in a bell tower and kidnaps sopranos.
I’m not even making an attempt at going left to right, and shall–just to be contrary–begin with the waif to the easternmost of the pic.
- That might be Yolandi from Die Antwoord. It’s the same haircut.
- And let’s just get the other non-Grateful Dead out of the way: that is most likely an astonishing looking woman and the light’s just hitting her weird.
- Because look how awesome Billy looks. The sneakers and the ‘stache help, but he just looks like a rock star in this shot.
- Which he objectively doesn’t.
- Plus, Bobby had real high standards, and she’s wearing a dress only a stone-cold fox would wear.
- Ipso facto: bad light.
- Everyone is this photo named Godchaux is upright solely because of pride and muscle memory.
- Eagle-eyed Enthusiasts will recognize that Pigpen’s sweater was apparently passed around between band members during the tour, with Phil donning it for the Bickershaw show.
- Also, Pig is no longer “mostly alive.” He is “partly dead.”
- Bobby’s going to pork Billy’s girl.
- Look at his face.
- Disregard the serial killer glasses.
- That’s Bobby’s sexy-face.
- He’s gonna tear those quilts and throw rugs off her and kaiser her right in the Wilhem.
- From ‘1976 to ’78, you could buy a Gremlin with seats upholstered just like Mrs. Donna Jean’s trousers.
- Did Pig bring that pool cue from California?
- Garcia’s just happy to be there.
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