When they sleep, all true Grateful Deads dream of a guitar made up exclusively of fiddly bullshit: no wood, no strings, not even a Stealie. An all-doohickey axe, man. That’s rock and roll.
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Quick, Phil. Grab Weir’s slide and hide it!
when the slide is out, billy sticks his tongue out like cats sometimes do.