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Tag: Les Paul Junior

Special People

One of the best things about the Dead is how little clothing the members owned. Bobby wore that shirt, like, every other day in ’72.

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Where’s you get that guitar. Bobby?

“It was handed to me as I took the stage.”

Sure. But it’s not your usual axe.

“Huh. Guess not. But, uh, like I said: I’m handed a guitar as I take the stage. I don’t get into the logistics.”

Okay. Hey, Mrs. Donna Jean. Whatcha doing?

“Trippin’ balls, sugar.”

Professionalism at every turn.

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That is a Les Paul Special, which was also available with a single-cutaway, but looked cooler in the double-cut configuration and coolest in the so-called “TV Yellow” finish. (That shade was believed to look fabulous on black-and-white teevee sets.) Gibson only made ’em from ’55-’60, when they were replaced by the far-less-cuddly SG.

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Anyone know of any other shows when Bobby played that guitar? Scholar Michael Clem informs us that Garcia played an identical instrument during the Summer ’71 tour:

Is it, in fact, the same guitar that Bobby is wielding in the picture above, which we are told is from 10/18/72 at the Fabulous Fox Theater in St. Louis? Go ask your families, Enthusiasts. Demand answers from those parasites, and meet me back here around midnight. Bring sandwiches.

Band In Boston

band ark 69

For all the mythos of change, the Sixties were identical to every other time period in that attractive young women were allowed to get away with bullshit that would get mos others a swift thrashing from Parish.

(The picture’s from ’69, in honor of all the hard work and looking stuff up I did on the last post, but not at the Fillmore. This is from one of the April shows at The Ark in Boston, and the picture reminds me of one of my greatest Dead-related fears: one day they’re gonna make a movie about our boys and, just like every other movie made about the Sixties, everyone’s going to look like they’re wearing a costume.)

ps And check out the shortest-lived of all Garcia’s guitars, the Les Paul Junior. Certain guitars only look right in one color, just like certain cars. All Subaru should be that great blue, Jaguars should only be available in Hunter Green, and anyone who buys a Ferrari painted any shade other than red should be shot in the face with a bazooka. Same thing for the great guitars: Telecasters should only come in that wood-grain like Bruce Springsteen’s guitar, Gibson SGs were never meant–by anything approaching a just god–to be any shade other than that beautiful blood-red, and a Les Paul Junior looks like shit in any color other than the warm mustard yellow you see in Garcia’s hands above.