Dead Therapy - Cal Expo 6.8.90

Morning, Freaks!!

You know how some days you just wake up on the right side of the bed. Well today was one of those days. Popped out of bed with the sun (only hit snooze two times)….ready to kick a little work day out the box and then on to the weekend. This morning just felt like a Grateful Dead morning. When was the last time you spun the GD Reckoning album? I can honestly say that it used to get  a lot more play on my CD player, then it does these days. Today, I remembered again how multifaceted that band was, and how genius and talented its musicianship. If the China Doll doesn’t move you on that record, that you need to check yourself and see if you have a soul. It’s heart-wrenching. What a great mix of effectless, unadulterated wood-and-string acousticness!

What to play next, led me to this forgotten gem. I never got a chance to see the Grateful Dead in California, but I remember hearing stories from the road. Supposedly West Coast shows were a lot different from East Coast shows. Much more relaxed atmosphere, more family oriented, not on a tight schedule…just easy livin’. May be it was like seeing Moe. up north or Panic in the southeast. OLD SKOOL. I can just picture this day… a bunch of hippies sittin’ in the warm summer sun, lightly intoxicated on fine Humboldt, kind beers, and clean Oregon fungus, with beautiful music taboot. Do you sense my jealousy a little?  

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Dead Therapy - Cal Expo 6.8.90

Morning, Freaks!!

So, in an effort to support live music, I went out for a little while last night to catch a country music duo that was passing through town. Coincidentally, after they got finished a really awesome acoustic dead cover duo played. I cashed,  my $5 cover was well spent. Well anyway, I ended up meeting this really cool deadhead and somehow struck up a conversation. She proceeded to lead into this grandiose tale about going out to San Francisco to see the Dead. I never really could figure out how long ago she went out there, but it really didn’t matter. She went on to tell me how she went out there for two weeks with some guy, and after nine days, got tired of him and somehow met the chef/cook from Great American Music Hall. Upon breaking it off with guy number one, she asks guy number two where she can get a cheap hotel. Of course, he says never you mind…you’ll stay with me at my house in The Haight. No money, no nothing…just peace and love. Anyway, the story goes on and on, and she proceeds to tell me about wandering around The Haight exploring and walking his dog for 5 days while he worked and how awesome and fun it was…without a care in the world.

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