Why do you hate cameras?
“This is, you know, just my face.”
It’s not. I’ve seen your face. This is an angry variation thereof.
“Well, if you must know: how come people get to write books full of lies and slander and–”
Don’t say it.
“–fake news?”
You said it.
“It’s just character assassination, is what it is.”
You’re talking about Joel Selvin’s forthcoming Fare Thee Well: The Final Chapter in the Grateful Dead’s Long, Strange Trip?
“Did, uh, did you just plug the damn thing?”
Looks like it.
“That little prick’s been a little prick forever. Bullshit. Just so much bullshit in that book.”
Like what?
“Everything negative about me.”
What about the negative stuff about everyone else?
“That’s true.”
Sure.
“How are people just allowed to write books about you? There’s something in the Constitution about that, isn’t there?”
Yes. Specifically permitting it.
“Well we should fix that. Tell those kids from Florida to start protesting about this.”
I won’t do that.
“Too much damn freedom in this country.”
Hey, I agree. How’d you get a copy of the book?
“Do, uh, you think that there’s anything on the planet you could get that I would be unable to possess?”
Guess not.
“Not right. I’m thinking about calling a lawyer.”
There’s a guy named Ty Cobb in Washington who’s about to have some free time.
“Good idea.”
how is it? worth reading?
I’m digesting it. We’ll get to it. I might have to read it again.
I don’t know about Selvin being “a little prick,” but… (1) I’ve always thought he wrote well (good phrasing, well organized) and (2) when my girlfriend worked for the Music Dept. at SF State and he taught a contemporary music course, his study sheets and tests were interesting and informative about the roots and development of rock & roll. So, you know, he’s probably got sources, research, and other boring stuff to back up those “lies and slander.”
That’s just Bobby’s opinion. I liked the book a lot.
Exhaustively researched (Selvin/Turley), deftly written (Selvin), and narratively elegant (Turley), the book was combed through repeatedly by several legal departments. It’s a fun, expansive read, with lots of “positive” to balance the “negative.” Then again, if you knew all that really went down in certain camps (events not included in book), it would burn off both your ears.
Please enlighten us! I , for one, have ears to spare. Burn on.
“My name is Hank Weir. I own a mansion and a yacht. Keep on Trucking.”
Stevie Nicks looks to be getting into the Chard there