Mickey.
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Mickey!
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MICKEY!
“Are you talking to me?”
No. I was yelling at you.
“Well, can you wait until the song’s over? It’s very loud.”
Song’s been over for two minutes, Mick.
“What? Stop fucking around. We’re raging, man.”
…
What does the song sound like? Sing it.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.”
That’s one of my favorites.
“It’s playing in my head all the time.”
Great. Anything else you want to contribute?
“I dosed my hat.”
Sure.
Columbia ’68?
Yup! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFtQr_W3opM Grateful Dead 5-3-68 Low Library Plaza Columbia University, NYC
I am trying to find the reverse view to identify the photographer.
The horns on that box behind him look like a firing squad from the cheapest MST3K-worthy 50s sci fi B movie evar
Red Zone Cuba. Not sci fi but yes on the firing squad.
Turkey Day is upon us!
Keep circulating the tapes.