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Couch Tour Triumphant

In lighter news, Enthusiasts, our friend Phil and his Phriends are back onstage at Terrapin Crossroads tonight, where it is Endless Shrimp Week. They’re celebrating the mumblemumble anniversary of Watkins Glen, and as (almost) always, Radio Busterdog is riding the rail and streaming it all for us back home.

This is what the stage looks like:

txr-stage-watkins-night

TotD, you say, that is just an empty stage with a mindbogglingly expensive bass on it. That is not the fun we were promised. To this I say, what about a Grateful Dead racecar?

txr-acura

That is a Grateful Dead racecar. You know that because it says it is. Also: Acura?

A Snack For Your Senses

Something for all of your senses, Enthusiasts: for your reading pleasure, kinda, is this appreciation of Garcia’s solo(s) from the 5/22/77 Sugaree.  The author gets much right, such as the fact than any Sugaree under 15 minutes is by definition a failed Sugaree, but he adopts the Apologetic Deadhead stance I find so irritating.

“I know the Dead aren’t cool–you’re right, you’re right–but I’m not like an obsessive or anything and I shower and on and on.”

To the writer, I respond in the immortal words of Paul Stanley: Do you believe in rock and roll? Well, then: stand up for what you believe in.

Here’s that Sugaree he writes about:

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Also, your ears will enjoy Radio Busterdog live and streaming from Terrapin Crossroads, where Phil’s Phriend for the evening is Chris Robinson, who still has no hips.

I cannot help you with the other senses. Probably bit off more than I could chew with the opening. Oh, well.