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It’s The Same Poster, The Crow Told Me

deadandco poster folsom

“We need a poster for the Colorado shows, and we’d like you to do it.”

“Oh, man: that’s great. I am so excited. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t. Got any ideas?”

“A crow.”

“Doing what?”

“Just kinda hanging out.”

“Okay.”

“And a lot of blorange.”

“is that blue and orange?”

“It was blue and orange. Now it’s blorange.”

“Awesome. Oh, there’s two shows, so we’ll need two posters.”

“I’m just gonna make one, twice.”

“Wow. Your uncle recommended you so highly, and I think he might have been underselling you.”

“It’s nice being a Lee.”

“All right, Artistic, get to work.”

Fulsome Feel

deadandco folsom field rules

As you know, TotD aims to be your one-stop shop for all news of the Grateful Dead (Or What’s Left Of ‘Em) and provide you with the unvarnished truth about the secrets Big Dead doesn’t want you to know. It is with this in mind that I pass along this information about the upcoming Folsom Field show in Boulder. There is, however, a second page but I couldn’t get it to upload, so I will copy the facts as best I can:

ADDITIONAL PARKING LOT RULES

  • We cannot stress enough how serious we are about your filthy hippie asses being out of the parking lot by midnight. At 12:01, Bigfoot, Gravedigger, and other monster trucks will be released into the lot to crush your Microbuses and Priuses.
  • There are portable toilet facilities located all over, so do not poop in the parking lot. This isn’t Phil’s bocce court.
  • Behavior such as mean-mugging, eyeballing, crip walking, stone cold lamping, and snake-handling may be grounds for a thorough ass-kicking.

ADDITIONAL PROHIBITED ITEMS/ACTIVITIES

  • Smelling like booze.
  • Wearing an alcohol-related t-shirt.
  • Fishing under the influence of alcohol.
  • Fishing at all. (There is only a pool on campus, and none of you should even be in that building.)
  • Weapons, explosives, blades over three inches, blunt objects, hurtful words.
  • If you have been described as a “living weapon,” then you may not come to Folsom Field.
  • Canvassing
  • Burlapping.
  • Do not be bringing your Bernie Sanders petitions up in here: he needs to concede and it’s starting to piss all of us at Folsom Field off.
  • Red Sox hats.
  • Pressure cooker with a small crack in it.
  • Glass-blowing furnaces.
  • Terrorism is prohibited at Folsom Field.

CAMPING

Keep walking, fucko.

Corrections

  1. The picture of the sloppity-ass staging is from 1980, not 1981. In my defense: I wanted to be right. That should count for something. Also, the location is Folsom Field in Denver.
  2. The woman seated next to Garcia in picture accompanying my aborted attempt to discuss the state of Garcia’s scratchy patch was not, in fact, one of his wives, but a dive instructor named Gina. In my defense, Garcia had a lot of wives.
  3. Phil did not get a beej from a woman in an anteater costume at one of Brent’s furry orgies. The costume was that of a tapir. TotD regrets the error.
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