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    marye
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    Here's the place for that story about how you ran into Jerry in the halls of Autodesk. Or some such. Thank you for sharing!

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  • MrnDw
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    tis true! I swear!
    :O) ~ nope, never worked there and I have no idea what Autodesk is . . . I believe everything you say . . . just having a little fun . . . very interesting stories here . . .
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    As with any good road trip
    As with any good road trip saga, there's a whole lot of background data to this story, but to keep it short I'll just start with us checking into the Denver Westin in advance of the 12-29-94 shows at McNichols. Somehow we were oblivious to the somewhat 'older' nature of all the usual hippies you'd find taking over a hotel near that night's venue. Once checked in, my buddy wanted to spend a little alone time with his girl (wink wink) so I was exiled for several hours to explore the area in my elevated state of mind. Depending on who you ask it was either a short while later (his version) or eternities later (mine) I decided to see if I was welcome back to the room. I wasn't. I walked back to the elevator, waited, got on when the doors opened. As I got on the elevator a rumpled looking guy with a gray beard, wearing only a towel and swim trunks, got off. It was only as the doors slid shut that I realized I was seeing Jerry himself returning from the pool. All I managed to say was 'Oh my gawd' before I was on my way back down to the lobby. The last I saw, Jerry looked very relieved that he did not have to deal with a fan in his disheveled condition. It seems we were booked into the same hotel as the band. Later, after the show, my pals were too freaked to go down to the hotel bar. I did manage to convince a mighty good-looking young lady to go down there with me, which turned out to be a half good/half bad idea. Half good, because she did attract the attention of Bobby and some others of the entourage; half bad, because they sure as hell didn't want anything to do with speaking to ME. Oh well, at least I got to hang around with that seriously wierd crowd for a while. Good times.
  • marye
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    It's true! I swear!
    Eric Gullichsen (not to mention Barlow and two of the then-little Barlowettes) can back me up! You work at Autodesk, Dew?
  • MrnDw
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    Jerry at Autodesk . . .
    (((marye))) ~ hehehehe . . . I'll bet you just made that up . . . silly . . .
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    Jerry at Autodesk
    Well, dew, maybe it was because I ran into him there myself! Maybe on the same day! It was in the early days of virtual reality and he was invited in to play with the toys and I (being a computer mag editor at the time) was given a heads up to be there. Pretty darn cool.
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    I was at the Spectrum in
    I was at the Spectrum in Philly, fall of 1989 (I don't remember which night this happened) with my tour sistah Lisa. I liked hanging with her; she had a knack for running into fun people. The night before she had introduced me to her high school buddy, a guy named John who played harmonica and sang, and I got together with John and a few other guys, and we jammed at her house in N.J. Before I split back to Philly, John mentioned his band had a CD coming out, and that he didn't have any copies yet, but he hoped I'd look out for it and get it; it was just self-titled "Blues Traveler." So that was fun. So we're at the Spectrum, and it's sliding into "Drums." This is one of my fave parts, and I pretty much am entirely unaware of what's going on around me while focusing on the rhythm devils. Our seats were on the floor, on the left side of the front-of-house soundboard. As I was watching, I noticed a couple of guys slip past me in the dark and up the little step-stool onto the platform where the mixing board is. Lisa immediately starts tugging on my shirt, trying to get my attention. I pretended I didn't notice. She did it again; I ignored it again. I was annoyed, because she knew how much I liked Drums. Finally, she just grabbed my face and turned my head a few degrees to the right, and said "look who that is." I had wait for my eyes to adjust to the light, and I quickly realized that Brent was at the soundboard along with some other guy who was probably his security/bodyguard, and they were having a rather heated discussion about something with the foh crew. Of course, I couldn't hear a word, I could only see that they were all kind of pointing with their fingers and gesturing and stuff, like there was some kind of disagreement going on. I figured it was likely something serious for Brent to actually come out to the foh board during the show. a minute later, he and the apparent security guy with him turned and walked past us again. Lisa and I both said hi as he walked by (we were on the end of the row in the two seats closest to the board; I don't think anyone else in our row even noticed him), and he stopped, smiled and said hi and shook our hands, which I thought was pretty damn gracious. They went into a small door that seemed to lead under the first-level seating deck, and a few minutes later he was back on the stage for "Space." I never thought I'd actually get to meet a member of the Grateful Dead during a Grateful Dead concert, but there it was : )
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    I bumped into Jer at Musee
    I bumped into Jer at Musee D'Orsay in Paris in October 1990 before one of the Paris shows. He was looking at impressionist paintings and had Keelin with him in a pushchair Bob Spanish Jam
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    OK, back in 86 or 87 or 88??
    OK, back in 86 or 87 or 88?? around that time, I was walking down the street in NYC somewhere around Grand Central,, minding my own Beezewax. who do I see? I spy with my little eye, Bobby and a couple of friends (I did not recognize them) walking toward me... the Bobby Band was playing later that night, and, of course, I had tix. It was about 3 in the afternoon. I step in front of him, put out my hand. me: 'yo, Bobby, what's up, man? how you doin'?' (we shake hands) Weir: "Yeah" me: 'so, like, yo, bobby, I'm going to see your show tonight!!!' weir: "yeah" me: 'so, bobby, man, I'll see you later, man. have a great show!!!' Weir: "yeah." me: 'nice to meet you, man.' Weir: "yeah, could I please have my hand back?" something like that... ( -: peace.
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    hey ! ~ how did you know
    hey ! ~ how did you know that I ran into Jerry in the halls of Autodesk ? ! ? . . . as I recall, it went something like this~ I was in a hurry and I literally ran into him . . . and he said ~ HEY ! . . . and I said ~ OOPS ! ~ . . . ~ sorry Jerry, I beg your pardon ~ . . . and he said, no problemo dude . . . and I said ~ Cool ! . . . or some such . . . :O)
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Here's the place for that story about how you ran into Jerry in the halls of Autodesk. Or some such. Thank you for sharing!
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I went to the first night of the Nov '78 Uptown Theater, Chicago run. It was because I had a car, and the guys wanting a ride were not in my high school, but heck yah! We had mezzanine seats. It was kind of hard to figure out what I had experienced. But, it was really fun, so the next day I had to work and didn't go, but a second friend was there working with me saying he so wanted to go. So, I went to the third night show. A third friend I knew from elementary school and I were scheming ways to make that happen anyways. My buddy scored 4 hits of some greendragon blotters at school. We ate them and headed into the city. By the time I got to the venue I was starting to really get off. We parked in the lot building thinking we were lucky. But, me being a youngster, I bought two more hits of Phoenix Rising blotters just in case. Got in line out on the busy city street sidewalk. Others were selling doses and got arrested right in front of us which was a total feakout. Then a homeless lady about 9 months pregnant was sitting on the curb with a sign that read "anyone want a baby" and an arrow pointing to her belly. Our suburban sensibilities were being tweaked. But, we got into the show because some disco dan and his debutant date that won free tickets on the radio didn't like the deadheads. My buddy got two hits of Mr Natural blotters in the bathroom just in case. We were not saying anything about the extra hits. But, we split them between us not knowing what Phoenix nor Mr Natural was? And we got to our 7th row center seats. 4 hits in my mouth was a bit much. We survived the first set. Man, that was huge! Then the 2nd set started. Scarlet Fire opener was how the bus doors opened. I really did have the telepathic experience with Jerry. He assured me everything was alright and Bobby singing Need A Miracle next confirmed it. Of course Jerry had to mess with me by singing He's Gone before they went into The Other One>Meltdown Jam. Yah, that was it. The Dead never got within 500 miles of me without me twisting and contorting my path towards them. I saw them somewhere in the triple digits worth of shows. Still seeing what's left of them (Dead & Co) at Ak Chin Pavillion PHX 2021 fall tour. It is still so much fun! Happy Trails Campers.

Hello. I am a 21 year old deadhead. I totally understand if you don't want to interview someone who never got the see The Grateful Dead. However, I have been very much involved in the Grateful Dead scene since 2017. I've seen Dead and Company, Bob Weir and the Wolf Bros, Dark Star Orchestra, and JRAD live in concert and have been researching the Dead to improve my knowledge on this wonderful band and music that I love so much. If you are looking to get input from a younger deadhead, I would love to be apart of your series of interviews.

I'd be glad to participate. I have an interesting story about my introduction to the Dead in 1976, and all that happened after that.

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My friend Janine slept and didn't get Greek tickets. She said matter of factly "I'll give Jerry a card asking for tickets and I'll get them" So the JGB was playing The Stone in SF. We go to the show, she has the card with a Joint inside.

We walk out, just as Jerry is coming to the limo. I step up, thank him for the show and hand him the card. He thanks us back and off he goes.

She never got tickets. I can't blame Jer. The joint was horrible.

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happy 4/20

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I saw Phil sitting on the F train in NYC, I guess I was coming home from work? It was pretty crowded, I was certainly star struck, and he got off before I could overcome my inertia and just say "thank you." This was maybe summer 2015? Not positive, but there he was, on his own, just another face in the crowd :)

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It was 1974/75 and I was living in upstate New York at Albany. I was running weed from Jamaica. I tracked down Jerry w/ Merle Saunders at the Capitol Theater and met him at the hotel. I went up to speak with him to ask if I could soundboard record them with a new DBX compression device I had. He said, "Get in the limousine and let's talk". I made arrangements to go home and pick up my equipment promising Jerry that I had some great Jamaican weed. At home, I rolled three big blunts and put them in my front shirt pocket. When I got backstage, I asked Jerry is he wanted to smoke some phenomenal weed. "Sure", he said. I reached for my shirt pocket only to realize that I had changed shirts and had NO weed. I was flabbergasted and apologized to Jerry. "No problem," he said. "we'll smoke mine". And we did and all was well.

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Now would be a great time to compile a bunch of interviews from all the generations that have experienced the wonderful music and songwriting of the Grateful Dead. Honestly, when I went to my first show in 1987, I didn't know a single song, maybe Casey Jones or Truckin that might have gotten some airplay. But then I was hooked and now I can sing along with 90% of their songs and play/sing at least a dozen on my guitar.

Hell, John Mayer was a front man for the last 10 years or so and he wasn't born until 1977, and this is a quote from him on FB, "This music has made me a better player, and this band made me a better person. I was given the opportunity of a lifetime - to have access to the greatest songbook in modern music, and the deepest well of life memories shared by hundreds of thousands of Deadheads who extended their grace and acceptance to me?

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I just ran into this site by accident! I’m glad I did. I was a member of the Well back in 1992! I’ve been a fan of the Grateful Dead since 1974! First show was Thanksgiving Day 1978! I was a mentor of the NetHeads still have my t shirt.

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See the Recent posts under the drop down on upper right to join in the fun. Usually the latest release (Dave's Picks 50) and the Pick of the Day have the current discussions.
Cheers

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Hi all,

Has anyone (or know anyone who) by chance either went to the Dead's show at Thelma in LA in 1969? OR anything about the club called Thelma at all?

Finding anyone who was there beyond surviving band members is a bit of a stretch

Info on the club is sparse; in the release the liner notes indicate little info exists