Hey, Dead & Company.
“Oh, hey. Hi.”
“Sup.”
“Hey.”
“Ass!”
“How are ya?”
“I’m still in the band! I’m off to the right, I swear!”
Hey, Jeff. So: big raves for the show last night, guys. Everybody’s loving it. Great job.
“Well, you know…when you follow your bliss, the hosannas–if you will–come, um, you know: rolling in.”
“I’ve been soloing since October!”
“Please tell these people to stop calling me Branford.”
“Checks cashed!”
“Drumming!”
“I haven’t been arrested in months!”
Good work, Jeff.
“Glad you showed up, actually. Wanted, um, wanted to ask ya something. Here’s the thing: this guy showed up and we figured it had something to do with you.”
…
Was he from Texas?
“Oh, yeah.”
Dammit.
You can’t be here.
“YOU STARTED THIS, JEWBOY!”
Goddammit.
Truly, a mighty mountain of a man
He was so skinny in that early clip, but by the 70’s, he’s the Linebacker of Soul.
My daughter is wondering why her Daddy is crying right now. Tears of joy darling.
He kinda bears a passing resemblance to the late great Country Dick Montana.
Can you imagine Bill Graham going mano-to-mano, crotch-horn to crotch-horn with Mr Head?
I can’t have him interacting with the rest of the characters. It’s confusing enough.
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yeKQXHGPKcQ/UkXIb0R12UI/AAAAAAAADbk/sQKN6g4unQI/s400/potato+salad.jpg
Spencer, you’ve posted some amazing photos. This has to be your absolute best work. A++.
Ride em Jewboy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iamk3cZI1ec
Also, is D Sahm studio picking with the boys and Roy covering Sahm the fewest degrees of separation between RH and GD that we can scare up? Please tell me that Billy sat in on one of Roy’s early cuts. Or maybe that he ended his Kickass Texas ’70s selling black beauties from a barstool at Manor Downs.