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    So twice in the last week I've gotten into conversations with folks who were pretty intense Deadheads back in the day, and their general drift was look, the band no longer exists, they haven't played for 12 years. It is so Over. Get on with your life. Which, of course, is a perfectly reasonable point of view. And yet, here we are. And "we" includes people who never saw the band in the first place but definitely consider themselves on the bus now. So what's up with this? Why are we here? Discuss...

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  • great sky
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    Well, after 13 years of living without the Grateful Dead...well...Reality has set in. And, the absence of the "magical mystery tour" really does seem to "vanish in the air". I think everyone was really tired when Jerry died. There is always that second wind where we could have all just took the leap. I think there was a point that things could have continued and not just continued but grew larger and brighter; some kind of new world that was underneath the ashes. But again, I think everyone was too tired. Some people say that the Grateful Dead didn't like the deadheads, didn't like the scene, and were only doing it for the money. It was just the other day that I was thinking about all this myself. I was watching a bunch of live footage of shows I had been to on youtube.com. Funny how it all comes rushing back. As I carused I noticed that old familiar thing happening; what people called the "dead phenomena". What came to the forefront in my mind was the realization that these guys couldn't have played all those songs over and over and over and over and over again...unless the songs were taking on their own life and becoming something new every night. No one loves money that much. The question is...Was the Grateful Dead destined to continue it's own life/reality? Was the Dead presented with that option? Yes. Do the Dead want to be dead to the world? Only they know. Do they feel they created a monster of Utopia? Has there been a killing of the beast? Did certain members want the spotlight just for themselves, and were thinking it is all theirs now with Good Ol, Jer out of the way? Did their road only lead to self obsession and ruin, so they burned the bridge? Were they just tired and wanting to sit by the pool? Were they comfortable enough to just take all we gave them and leave us with a few tunes and coy remarks ("do something good"). The fact of the matter is... to some, the Grateful Dead were a carnival where they would go home after all the excitement and wake up with a belly ache. To others...a magical door opened up to another possibility of human potantial, life, and spirit. To the later it gave people's lives purpose into spirituality and the possibility of a new and improved reality. Some people (lots of people) came from less than sufficient family structures and lifestyles...I can't even tell you how many people's lives have been changed and turned around because of the Grateful Dead. To some, it was the beggining of breaking through the generic depressing reality that was forced upon everyone. It was a railway to different realities. A station where you could hitch a ride into the future or a way to get back to past lives. To me, it was a magical vehicle of transcendence. I could never be grateful enough. Could the Dead have given something back to us, can they still now? What I mean by this is... we gave them all their money. Their car, houses, boats, food, drugs, hell we gave them theirselves, the band, everthing they experienced, and have. I know they say this all the time...but do they mean it...the Grateful Dead would have been nothing without the deadheads, the fans. Could the Dead have given something back to us, can they still now?
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    It's never over.
    I expect to see you all at Gratefulfest next week in Garrettsville, OH. Living proof that the Grateful Dead will never die. Tickets available at www.nlqp.com for probably the most amazing experience of my young life.
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    My question is this. What is the ‘it’ that we are (or are not) supposed to get over? Looking at this wonderful discussion and also elsewhere on the site, people have expressed a vast diversity of ‘its’. I will attempt to list some of these. They are in no particular order; some are far more important for me than others (as would be the case with anyone else out there). Here goes… It….is a chosen lifestyle, freak flag and all that It….is the best dancing party you ever knew It….is a memory of wilder carefree times It....is a love, for Jerry and the whole family It… is cheerful tolerance of some indifferent albums, bum shows, dodgy songs, lost tickets.. It….is a grieving, both for Jerry and for what we personally have lost and left behind It….is an accompaniment for mind altering experiments and other chemical adventures It….is a collection of tiny musical moments that blow us away It… is an addiction, a need that is almost physical It....is transcendental experiences catalysed by music It....is a community, comradeship and shared experience It....is a simple appreciation of wonderful music played with inspiration It….is an obsession, collecting shows, tapes, tickets; even competing over these things It....is a trail of associations with people, places, events, experiences It....is a world of images, meanings and melodies that can’t be defined yet mean so much. It…. is a continuity over 40 years while other ‘its’ come and go Get over all that? Or even half of it? You must be joking! It would take years of therapy and for what? Its not a burden is it? Course not. We have all been so enriched by ‘it’ in our own way and that’s why we are here. This has been fun. What is ‘it’ for you? Can you express ‘it’ in one line?
  • ed1765
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    First off, good music is timeless. Whether you listen to Mozart, Robert Johnson, or The Dead. That being said, if this was a site for another defunct band, say the Beatles or Led Zeppelin, I do not think the question would even come up. How many times a day can you turn on a classic rock station and here one of them groups? If you ask an average classic rock fan how many GD songs they know, they can probably name 3: Truckin', Casey Jones, and Touch of Grey. I think that the GD has a stigma attached to them, mainly from the "summer of love". If you tell people you are a dead head, you more often then not get the old hairy eyeball. People automatically think of "tune in, turn on, and drop out" and peace, love and harmony. Now, the tune in , turn on, and drop out, there is an argument there for and against, but I see nothing wrong with a little peace, love, and harmony. What these people don't understand is that even though the GD stopped being a relevant band as far as commercial success goes in the early 70"s, musically, they were giants up to the very end. If they don't want to experience the band ripping through a Jack Straw, listen to the fury in the playing of The Eleven, or experience the band going places where even angels fear to tread in a Dark Star or Playing in the Band, well that is their loss. I think, on the whole, most GD fans would not criticize someone else's choice in music, 'cause we've all been on the other side. As long as there is GD music to listen to, I will listen to it. We all should just keep spreading the word, and sharing the music with anyone that will listen.
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    Dead Forever I have a 3 year old who can sing Franklin's Tower and Truckin' word for word. He is now learning Casey Jones. How can anyone say to abandon the Band when Generations will discover them as they mature. The Beatles have been dead for 40 years but there are still countless hours of radio airplay dedicated to them. Until someone gives me something better I will be a DEADHEAD. Peace to all, share the music, share the LOVE Tony
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    I don't consider these times "after Dead". The Dead gave us a huge library of phenomenal music, concert videos, great artwork, an unmatched legacy, stories, and a treasure trove of history, trivia and books. The study of this, our beloved band, can go on for a lifetime. It is like a never ending treasure hunt!!!!!! For starters, have we Deadheads ever gotten tired of listening to Grateful Dead music. The answer is no. Why not? The answer to that is part of the mystery that will go on forever. Fortunately we still have Bob, Phil, Bill, and Mickey left to carry on this most unique vein of creativity. Go see these legends when you can. It is wonderful to see them still creating and teaching. Recently I got a new book, "Grateful Dead Gear" which is another great read about our band. If you really want to have some fun, get a guitar, get some lessons, learn and sing some Grateful Dead songs. By doing that, you will move inside some of the songs, just exactly as our band did when they wrote, learned, and played the songs. You get the feel for the songs by playing and singing them. For a few moments you stand in the band's shoes and see from a very different and special perspective. Two closing points; first, unlike most bands, if you are a Deadhead, it truly is our band, it is shared, and given to us by them; it was so special they could not totally retain personal ownership of it. This is very different. Second, The Grateful Dead will never really die; it is that kind of music and a very complex and mysterious reality that takes on a life of it's own. How many Deadheads really believe that Jerry died compared to those who believe that he is simply a dimension away, still creating, still splashing color up in a sunset sky, still bringing music to those of us who listen for it? Generation after generation will continue to study our band and listen to the incredible sound, rhythm, and lyrics. This is a legacy that will fascinate our children and generations far beyond. If you are a Deadhead, be thankful for you hold onto something very special in human creativity.
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    The Grateful Dead will always be a part of my life. I tell my children about the dead, and I also have taught my students or turned them onto the Grateful Dead. It was the most incredible time of my life. I feel I have to pass it on! Of course my students are only in middle school so we made a deal... If I listen to your music, you have to listen to mine....So of course, I always play them a little of " the dead head culture! Peace to you all! Michelle
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    It's not over?
    Anyone who says it's not over was never there. It's very, very over. And I'm so glad I was there.
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    Yes, I think someone on this thread hit it. The 60's $ 70's produced great jam bands, the likes of which, are almost non-existent anymore. I listen to a lot of college radio, and the music is great, but the songs are too short. Maybe when a good new band crops up that is intricate, enticing, but also can put some good lengthy arrangements together that will lure you in and claim your attention, I do not see the Dead going away. Man almost all the great bands of the 70's had at least one concert jammer: Outlaws: Green Grass and High tides Neil Young: Down by the River Springsteen: Kitty's Back Grateful Dead: Pick one Lou Reed: Heroin Etc. Etc. Etc I'm only too happy to download a good Phil Lesh and Friends just to listen to them jam out. BUILD IT, AND WE WILL COME! Greg SC
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    more than one layer of meaning here, methinks
    I perceive a number of interwoven threads both internally and in the comments I've read here. Did the soul-shaking "Dead experience" as a experience to get in the world die with Jerry? Subquestions within that are whether Phil or Ratdog can supply that experience and whether other jambands can do it. The deeper question is what was/is the necessary ingredient? Jerry? Not just Jerry but those individuals known as the band? That type of music? That kind of community? Brewing underneath that question, ironically, is the hope that something that felt unique and magical when we had it was actually something formulaic and reliable! Another thread is whether or not "It" -- any peak experience, really -- is something whose purpose in our lives is to be repeated over and over as an experience. How do I get back to "It"? Listen to recordings of favorite shows? Attend other musical events, or Burning Man, and hope to feel the same things? Or is "Go out and do something with it" the best course? And, if I "go out and do something with it", will that bring me back to that feeling or to something else? A lot of weird thoughts went through my head the day of the Golden Gate Park memorial event. One of them was about my (skeletal) understanding of Martin Buber's metaphor of the "God-shaped void." I thought that day that perhaps the void isn't like a lock into which God fits as the key but a void carved by God that one can't fill and which is the place from which one's own creative impulses act. I felt the loss of Jerry as that incurable void, and the sense that whatever comes from it in my life will probably not look like or feel like attending Dead shows! Thanks for hearing the rambles.
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So twice in the last week I've gotten into conversations with folks who were pretty intense Deadheads back in the day, and their general drift was look, the band no longer exists, they haven't played for 12 years. It is so Over. Get on with your life. Which, of course, is a perfectly reasonable point of view. And yet, here we are. And "we" includes people who never saw the band in the first place but definitely consider themselves on the bus now. So what's up with this? Why are we here? Discuss...
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There's lots of good music out there these days, but the GD have a special place in my heart and soul. Great music is timeless, and the GD never sound dated or musically naive. Yes, the band as we knew it is no more, but Miles Davis and Hendrix are also "no more". So should I throw out all my Miles Davis and Hendrix recordings?Whenever I listen to an especially good, spiritually deep GD concert with the boys running on all cylinders, I say to myself, "This is what great music-making is all about". "Communication" is the word that comes to mind. This is a band that never seems to say, "listen to how cool we are", or "listen to how well we play our instruments", or "gee, our lyrics are so poetic and hip, aren't they?" The brilliance of the GD is never forced, and as they draw the listener in, the band and the audience become one, and you gradually enter another world, another time. But this is the opposite of escapism, at least for me personally, for the music speaks to me of the joys and wonders of life. Listening to different versions of the same music over and over again may seem odd to those who haven't been touched by the GD. I'm reminded of an Picasso anecdote. Some writer visited Picasso in his studio, where the artist was painting a picture of a wine bottle. Some weeks later the same writer returned to visit Picasso again, only to discover that he was working on what turned out to be another in a series of paintings of the exact same bottle. The writer asked, "doesn't it get boring to paint the same bottle over and over again? Picasso replied: "when I wake in the morning, I'm a new man, and it's a new bottle of wine".
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Does that person really mean that? what no Mozart? Beatles? Hemingway. I look at as I have something new to discover and I can still see and enjoy great new music too. Life is to precious to put any limits on ones enjoyment and learning nd the road goes on forever.... BobbaLee
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THEY ALREADY GOT ON WITH THERE LIFES THEY FORGOT WHAT WE WERE ALL HERE FOR, NOW THE TORCH HAS BEEN HANNDED DOWN , I DID MY TIME ON THE FRONT LINES,NOW THE NEW KIDZ CAN DO THERES, BUT ILL BE ON THE BUS FOREVER, JUST NOW ILL BE TOWARDS THE BACK OF THE BUS, KEEP IT GOING ALL-------KEEP IT GOING-------JINGLE - FEW GOOD MEN MC - NEW YORK
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Hey now! "They" say all good things must come to an end. This is true in a sense. "They" also say that the good things in life never seem to last as long as the bad. That seemed to be true--until we hippies evolved. The Grateful Dead per- se has been history for a while now, but that doesn't mean "it" is over. I think the most fantastic thing about deadheads is our ability to adapt and thrive in tumultous times. Some of us are, of course, better at this than others. It's a good thing we consider ourselves brothers and sisters--a family-- and families keep each other afloat. We give each other a shoulder to cry on and a silly face to laugh at. We can call it over and call it quits or keep on truckin to the next family reunion! What are you gonna do?
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are history.i listen to them every day from day till dawn and i might not be the only one as i see that we are exchanging our views on GD-Net.well,jerrys gone..but please understand that even if he would be alive his age would be 67years today.and maybe he would have better things to do than touring all year around america,so every newcomer could see him alive.sorry,man but jerry died of exhaustion from the responsability that was on hi shoulders,but he left a gigantic music legacy that most of us wont have the lifetime to hear it.History..i am right now watching a french documntary about people in the 3rd world working for dimes and risking their lives..you know how this docu. is titeled "Workingmans death",well seems all pretty actual to me!!peace anyway to all historians!!!!!!:-)(-:

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That's where mainly I spend my time... Make good money/five dollars a day... Made any more I might move away... Lotta poor man got the Cumberland Blues.... He can't win for losin'... Lotta poor man got to walk the line.... Just to pay his union dues
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chanting "know our love won't fade away" for 30 + minutes while the band took a break and then came on stage and joined in over a couple of hundred shows actually made my love not fade away, for the band or the other thousands of brothers and sisters that stood next to me doing the same thing. The ride is over but I can still remember the song. Now my 20 something kids are going to Mule and the dog etc....and I get to put out my love that way. I did get on with it and I miss it every day. After hundreds of show starting at the Willy Nelson picnic in '78 to Alpine in '95 from coast to coast I had a blast, kinda took it for granted at times, especially in hind site. Since '96 I've been a member of a local stage hand union and have the chance to be at hundreds of shows a year, Crazy, I spent my young adulthood trying to get back stage and now that the band is gone I spend my life back there.
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So much older then, parents, grand parents, etc. Some with reel-to-reel tapes, old cassettes that barely play and still others with the uncanny ability to remember each and every moment of this long, strange journey we all so lovingly recall. Is it the first few notes of Ripple that brings a smile to our face no matter where we are? We are certainly keepers of the torch, the Lovelight, waiting on Terrapin with love that will never fade away. We wear tie-dye not because its "be kind to old hippies day". We take pride in knowing we will never get off the bus. We are still along for the ride. I've been asked too many times are you still a "Deadhead"? to which I proudly reply yes. There was, is and always will be incredible energy in the legacy that Jerry, Bob, Phil, Pigpen, Mickey and Billy originally created and every one who ever played with them on stage. The incarnations of the band that have followed have carried on that magic and inspired musicians, artists and poets in every direction. We are, and we always will be. One. A family, connected.
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After reading your words tomsull27, thanks bro. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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I've lived in the SF Bay area since Sept. 89, a month before the Loma Prieta quake. My ex-wife and son lived in San Rafael and he's a graduate of Tam HS. Used to walk to school past the Dead office and remembers as a kid when the Dead filmed one of their videos outside of New George's. Marin remains one of my favorite neighborhoods. The Dead remain one of my favorite garage bands of all time. Local guys who formed a special brotherhood with one another and invited us along for the ride.
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you said it all and there's nothing left to do but smile smile smile:-)(-:
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See knew it; I knew that we would agree at some point. Lets put our politics aside and talk some good old grateful dead! Cheers Frankly. The Grateful Dead were and still are a very powerful force and have opened my doors of my perception. Opened doors to the world of music, travel, arts, etc. Today, the music of the Grateful Dead is what i relate to the most. Hell, the lyrics of the GD always reflected my own little world and experiences and continue to do so. I remember the first time i really went on tour and then conquered all my fears of travel and having no money etc etc. Getting out of so many jams!!!! Creativity can get you by and bring you too many places. That creativity can come in any form. How many times have you had a conversation with someone (non-head of any sort) and they say, wow how do you do it or aren’t you scared? I still hear this today, for example if i am going to some country, and if someone says, how do you do it etc etc. I usually think to myself, well how many times have i found my self spun to stars and getting myself out of a jam before or after a show etc. Getting lost in New Orleans (oops did i take the dreadful wrong turn trying to find the French Q again!) what canal is that way?, or getting of an exit too soon going to Soldiers, wow have some good stories there. Hotel management skills!!! Paying off the security with AK47 and bringing the N20 tank up the back stairs! Traveling from Sea to shining Sea!! Wearing as suit is not a bad thing as you can never truly judge a book by its cover. Don’t forget about Jerry Ties!!!! The Grateful Dead, the school of life.
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Man did it. I also remember pulling over for gas a couple of exists on I-80 before Chicago. We pulled up in my "Toyota" van and 4 of us jump out and then about 5 zombies came to us begging for money. I then noticed the thick ass bullet proof glass on the window of the gas station and then also noticed that we were the only white people around (car were bouncing the whole gig) (also we were in the HOOD) and then noticed a large women coming towards us. She was filling up her car with her boy friend in the next stall. The first this she said was, "you don’t want to be around here," and then she looked at us all carefully (2 guys 2 girls all with dreads and patchwork pants) and then she moved into the front seat and grabbed a GD boot and then she said, "I know this shit!" "This is the Grateful mother fucking dead!" She said "i used to live in SF and you bitches are cool." Then with a roar she chased all the zombies who were begging us for money. (You know when you are in the shit when you are begging broke ass hippies on the road for money). And then she took our money and paid the little Indian guy behind the thick glass and then gave us back our change and said get the fuck out of here and nice talking which yawl." Story after story i tell ya.
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would beg for money from "broke ass hippies"..beside that i never considered myself a "Hippie" around my place there where only Freaks:-)(-:
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Dude, loosen up. I handed you an olive branch and now you want to pick apart my words. Anyway i am in a good mood so i will let is slide.
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Thanks the back, Ya, am talking about cracked out zombies drooling, the whole nine yards man. I remember they did not even ask for anything they just moaned and gowned. Chicago has some!@#$ areas. I had another experience after a show at the Rosemont. Again, i was in the trees and walked a while and found myself hanging under a bridge warming myself over a burning barrel of fire with some really pissed drunk street guys. I had a few brews with them and never spoke a complete or an intelligible word.. Just made farm animal noises and laughed with them. This is what a puddle will do to you sometime and they were game. Wow just talking about this has my hairs standing on edge. Ok next topic please.
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thaks for the back
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not sure if the moderators will object but I'm trying to do my part to spread the word...please take 30 seconds to declare your support by signing this petition to raise the dead... http://www.petitionthedead.com/
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enough already. It is a fine idea, but not in every darn topic. Thank you.
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Just wondering if anyone has some good ol' advice for a young Dead lover. I am the young age of nineteen and I love the Dead as much as the next Dead Head. But I just can't help but be real bummed that I missed it all. I was just six years old when Jerry died and still not old enough to see The Dead play. My parents were never Dead Heads. I feel like I missed out on the best part of history itself. . I constantly watch live concert movies and ache to my bones wishing that I was there in that wonderful moment instead of alive and well in an age of what I feel is over consumerism. When I listen to the Dead my every cell jumps up and down screaming to be there front and center. On top of it all I get a lot of grief from older Dead Heads that were there for the real deal. They complain that the young Dead lovers are fake and just listen to the Dead for some sort of image. I know I'll never know what it's like to go on tour. I know I'll never hear Jerry singing in real time. But I can't help it that I missed out. That doesn't mean I don't love them just the same! I could care less what the image puts out, I just want to melt into the music and let it vibrate every inch of my body until I nothing but love pours from the deepest depths of my soul. Anyway, I just get so down sometimes because I'll never be there. Any advice? Oh and yes, I have made my efforts to see Bobby, Phil, and Mickey when I can. And yes I love them just the same. But alone, or even together on occasion, they aren't the Grateful Dead of 1967. >Sunshine<
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Sunshine: You seem like you're unnecessarily bummed. Yeah, it was a great time, but there's so much more still. I saw gobs of Dead shows. I'm not saying that to rub it in - but rather to let you know that there is life before and after the boys. Do I miss it? You bet. But what you feel now is the same thing we all feel now. We all long to be in the same time and space as Jerry, especially 13 years later. But until I invent that time machine, I'm still alive. Get out and see some bluegrass. Go see some Jazz. Find an outlet that connects. Start playing music. If there are 2 things that I feel the band taught me, it was (1) live in the here and now, and (2) be part of a community. Now go out there and maximize your potential. Man. To be 19 again! Life is just beginning. Something new is waiting to be born. Get out the pans don't just stand there dreamin. And nail a retread to your feet and pray for better weather!
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I’m 21 and I got into the dead when I was about 15. Through most of my high school life I dreamed of how it must have felt it live during that amazing period of American history. But as I grew up I found more and more different kinds of music that I loved. One day I maybe listening to a dead show, the next day I’ll put on Slayer or Nirvana. I know that a huge leap, but this made me realize something. It would be amazing to live during the 60’s and 70’s, but, think of all the different forms of music we have now. The choice’s we have are nothing like back then. Music has changed so much since that time and we have all that to experience too. The best part for me is that you can listen to a band from the 80’s or 90’s or even now and see how other bands have influenced them. I will always have that dream of experiencing the whole seen the Dead were in (and created), but I will always feel that I have a piece of it in my heart
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"Long distance runner, what you standin there for? Get up, get out, get out of the door Your playin cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core. Theres a dragon with matches thats loose on the town Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down".............life is too short to be bummed out-you have your whole future ahead of you & plenty of music to listen to.............xoxo Gypsy Cowgirl
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ps-"now go out & make it a great day" quote from local news guy.....xoxo... Gypsy Cowgirl
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I think the Dead will always be in me. I'll keep listening and living that way...I'll keep wearing my jeans and tie dyed tees. LOL. And I think there's alot of people out there like me. I was fortunate to be around in the late 60s and 70s but not fortunate enough to ever catch them live. I wish to this day that could have happened...but, as long as their music lives so shall we...Dead style.
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Your cup is half full not half empty if you look at it right. Wow, you get to see Phil, Mickey and Bobby, where I live you have to travel 6 hrs. plus to see a show if you can get tickets, so see you are actually very lucky at this time and place right now. Baba Ram Dass said Be Here Now and you can be here now with more great sounds of recorded Dead than were ever around in the day. Official releases, archives, vines, it is mindblowing and the quality is so high. And there are so many good jam bands out there now, carrying on the spirit of improvisation. I wish I could have seen John Coltrane but at least I can feel his spirit and you can feel Jerry's magical sound inside of you and that is what it is about for me. peace . . If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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I've been hearing "It's so over, move on" while I've continued to go on many long strange trips within the ecstasy cloud which envelopes this scene. There is so much joy and happiness happening every day around here I just cannot stay away. The first time I was told it's all over was by someone who quit seeing the Dead "when they started playing indoors" meaning somewhere other than the Panhandle. I guess it is over for him. OK, one scene may go away, the vibe is still around. Personally, I really miss the Avalon. I also enjoyed myself several NYEs at the Oakland Coliseum. Find joy in what is available. All life springs from death. It is up to those who choose to thrive to find the new life and nurture it. You can be someplace else later Be here now
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Dear Jerry: You wrote my life and you still make it better! 52 and so much more to do but nothing like chillin with the dead. And some of the warmest folks and life long friends shared that time and still, this music, up to this minute. I remember in 72 when I first started listening, then attending the shows, there were "OL timers" who thought the DEAD had peaked and we were punks. They were no more right then I would be if I told the younger heads 'ah they weren't shit post 88, what do you know" when the truth is they touched us all at different times and continue to do so to this day. It was a ticket to a gathering and it was great! Life goes on but the music plays on. PEACE
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It is NOT life after the Dead it is a way of life the way we live our life and our beliefs, the people that are our freinds, We did all of this before we lost Jerry with our beliefs and everthing, so we just keep going with what we love. It's like a medical student that goes on to a long career of medicne and healing they have devoted their life to it and they love it and eat and breath that everday. Yeah, yeah one is a paid "career" how about other stuff people devote their life to like religion, model trains,dolls,politcs,airplanes... the list is endless with "hobbies that have turned into a life long WAY OF LIFE.
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I'm a Deadhead from back in the day as they say.I'v been around and done it all but now I'm back on this site. What more can I say?
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welcome and make yourself at home!
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yeah, for me it was 100% about listening to Jerry hash out, carve out,be the vehicle for such the right sounding melody, (i call it the uber-melody, the melody that rises above all the other melodies to stand like a king of melodies) that you could never think of a better melodious path through whatever musical passage he was in, that the rest of the band were always just those other guys up on stage. But in the intervening 13 or so, I have come to appreciate each for the role thay play in this ongoing experiment in light and sound. Having Jerry around was like living during the time of Liszt, or Mozart, and getting to hear them jam on the piano. I hear those cats could jam. And I think more about how mozart could really rip it up on the ivories, more than whatever written down thing he left behind for us to play over and over again. So, there's few people who really know their way around a melody, and who will dig so deep into it as ol' jg. and no-body no-body has ever raised up the hair on the back of my neck, like ol jer could do. But this Grateful Dead thing is more than the sum of its parts, and we all have a role to play. mine was audience member, and i wouldn't have traded it for anything. And these "other guys on stage" they have carried on, shouldering the responsibilty of the legacy, but also the present. Totally the right guys for the job, and I only hope that seeing through the lense of time will dissolve any barriers to future great together-music-making! schubert andy
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very nicely put, free idea! we are all the sum of the parts, spokes to the wheel and the wheel keeps turning.... hows the ride : )
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how great we have our own website and (sirius) radio channel after all these years. i'm glad i chose to be part of something built to last. the music still brings me joy and is a fountain of youth. may you stay "forever young".
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You should check out the wonderful 3-D simulated shrine to Everything Dead in Second Life (secondlife.com) There is a sim called Darkstar, a loving tribute to the Grateful Dead that features an amphitheater complete with the "wall of sound", a parking lot with Further style buses, surrounding the Mars Hotel. There is also the beautiful Terrapin Station dancehall, modeled after the building from the Terrapin Station Limited Edition release. The island streams GDRadio 24/7 except during events such as special archival streams and live streaming performances by many of the musically talented residents. It is the most loving tribute to the legacy of the Grateful Dead I have ever seen. With Darkstar Deadheads have an opportunity to spend time in a virtual 3-D universe where the tour never ends and the lot never closes, where there is always another show, another drum circle, where the music TRULY never stops. Ever!
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Went to an annual gathering of some friends, which in this particular occasion happened to be at the house of some folks I didn't know way the hell up in the Santa Cruz Mountains. And let me just say, should you be visiting unfamiliar locales in the Santa Cruz Mountains, do not place your trust in Google Maps or GPS. But I digress. As it happens, part of the trip involved taking BART to Fremont, so I just had time to copy two of the newly-arrived Egypt discs to the iPod and race out the door. The music is, as reported elsewhere, awesome, and for a while there baking in the sun at the Fremont BART station, if I closed my eyes I was kinda sorta there in spirit... The next part of the trip, however, involved a long trip through windy mountain roads in my pal's convertible (yeah, poor me), so with a rare burst of foresight I had grabbed a baseball cap on the way out the door. The one with a big stealie, as it happens. So we finally get to the party after the aforementioned GPS debacle, and it's all so nice we forget all about the trauma. For several hours this woman and I are giving each other funny looks, and we finally realize we were part of the same extended group at many, many shows. Hey, last time we met, Jerry was alive and her hair was purple. So we had a fine old time, in the course of which one of my pals wanted to know how we knew each other. "I slept in her van," says I. This startled my pal a good deal, and he said, "I'm sure there's a story there." Whereupon my long-lost pal and I turned to him with one voice and said, "Dead shows." You mean it's not NORMAL to sleep in other people's vans? Oops. Not that I've done it lately, mind you. But, STILL. So anyway, after many pleasantries the festivities break up and eventually I'm headed back home on BART with Disc 2 on the earbuds. And since I'm bundled up for the drive in the convertible, I am now in full-blown scruffy bag lady mode in a ratty denim jacket and fat paisley scarf and the stealie hat I'm too lazy to take off because I'd just have to carry it and don't want to lose it. Peoplewatching is excellent, especially the young thing in the hot pink minidress who thinks she's really something and manages to flirt with every young guy in the car before her station comes up. Also these two young twentysomething dudes with really nice and obviously hardworking bikes, one of whom is wearing a t-shirt for a band that I fail to decipher over the entire trip. As it turns out, we get out at the same station, me with Egypt still blaring in my ears, and t-shirt dude looks at me and says, "Awesome hat." So I laughed and said thanks, and they waved me with great ceremony down the escalator ahead of them. Which leads me to the larger question: we used to wear our Dead stuff in public all the time. Why don't we now? We need the secret handshake now more than ever!
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i have a few glaringly obvious dead tatoos and stealie pins on whatever hat i'm wearing i wear the tie-dyes that still fit (few, mind you) but keep the ones with dates for special occasions.....like that particular date for instance. long hair, beard and sunglasses so the only people who tend to approach me are "in the know" nudge nudge wink wink
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I consider myself, and the rest of my age group that were just starting to catch on during the "In The Dark" age, to be the last possible wave of the old school. I also admit the possibility that I have not yet totally graduated from "Snot Nose" yet. But what I do know, is that the moment I had an awareness of "on tour", I immediately was. I didn't know shit about the world, or where my place was in it. But I did know, that I didn't know...and therefore, didn't consider myself qualified to decide how the entire rest of my life was going to go. It didn't take long for me to realize this to be true for all of us, even if, to varying degrees. Through (a lot of times no conscious effort on our parts) we were the type of people, that in daily life situations, would stand out among the masses, usually even if we were actively trying to blend. Anyway, (to keep from writing a novel here) I, like so many others, found more feelings and experiences of being at home, and among family at the shows, than when home with our blood familes. Grateful Dead became an entire lifestyle for me, and going home for a visit was more of a "special" or "rare" occasion. Therfore, on Aug. 9 1995 (my 20th birthday), when I got a call from a friend saying "Happy Birthday buddy, oh,by the way, Jerry's dead.", as our road crew was sitting around making plans for Fall Tour...I felt like I had just been notified that I was locked out of my house forever, my family was scattered all over the nation, and we would never be together again. This is, of course, not 100% true. And when it comes up, I will always maintain that '99 Further Fest was the last Grateful Dead Tour that I did. Two other points are of noted significance to me: First, that before we lost JerBear... we, the heads, were starting to undergo a proportionately unjustifiable amount of suffering as a result of these events, who's very purpose was to spread joy. Secondly, no matter how many of us were present, and which collection of performers were rockin' us however hard...The stadium/arena environment was a NECESSARY ingredient in my eyes. Holding it dear, but not sadistic enough to continue trying to replace it, DeceivedOne
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HEY NOW-my son & grandson are coming over for Halloween. I'm breaking out the old tye-dye, just for fun-the one with Mr. Natural on it- 1) it'll crack my son up & 2) my grandson won't know what hit him. He needs an education outside of the "norm".....will be playing Pigpen for him @ home, trick or treat- I will pick them up @ the airport with the "Lone Rangerette" outfit, pink 38 pistol, holster & all (no bullets, don't worry) Mask included. THEN I'll break out my old GD stealie sweatshirt-hasn't been worn in awhile.....YEH-let's get back to the basics & wear the stuff!!! why not???? Maybe I'll wear the GD/Obama hat also.......your story was so cute! xoxoxo Gypsy Cowgirlps-my mom, now 92 has her GD keychain on her keys........
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"The Bus" is painted a little different now ----- but its still headed in the right direction!!!!!!!!
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My SYF hat goes with me everywhere. The only t-shirts I own besides the tan army ones are GD, black pocket tees and HD shirts. i love walking around with my guatamalen vest and Top hat, especially at fests, always seem to get comments from other old schoolers, great hat, killer vest, holy shit havent seen one of those T's in years. Love to show the colors be part of the show talk to people who never been there and blow thier minds, just have FUN. Was wearing my SYF hat in the airport the other week waliking to my gate and a grey haired brother walks by, says nice hat, i said ah you like that, he just smiled. Makes you feel good you know. i probably would not of stayed in the Army if Jerry did'nt die. but yes there is life after. The vibe is there just gotta go to the right places. Wave that flag. I remember going to a function wearing my SYF hat and one guy comes up to me and says, You're a deadhead, I say ah yes i am, He replies ah ha that explains alot. Funny stuff. Anyway we all have to be responsible at one point and time. Don't think i would have paid of my truck selling dyes and funghi, well maybe loved to blow money on the most expensive hotel rooms sometimes. used to just goof on the clerk when I'd walk in to give my name for a reservation, Sir you know this room is $250 a night, yup i'm paying in cash. Loved getting those looks like, who the hell are these guy's. oh well days gone by. But if your still breathing you can still have Fun. Let's get crazy this spring and let the good times roll. Never had such a good time!
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I downloaded a few images from a google image search, one was a pic of Jerry's hand print inside a guitar pick, I printed them out myself onto an iron-on transfer, and made some cool t-shirts of my own for myself. image hosted by ImageVenue.com a small little glimmer on a black work-shirt, the image over my heart is about the size of a large guitar pick, people who know, give me the knowing smile. those who don't know what that image is, do a double take, wondering if the image is giving them the finger. reminds me of what life is all about. peace.
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a t-shirt with the handprint. It fell apart years ago and I never found any others. I think I already whined at the Store folks.
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It ain't over till I die-then is it? Sounds like philosophy to me.........
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You not only aced it, you made me laugh out loud. Mahalo!