Blair's Golden Road Blog-Bob Weir at 65: An Appreciation
“Nooooooooooo!” I can hear my cry in a very hazy memory. April 2, 1973. The house lights dim, a roar builds steadily in the crowd and grows to a deafening din as the band members amble onto the stage at the Boston Garden. As the spotlights brighten, I squint from my perch near the top of the upper level of the enormous arena. Something doesn't look right onstage.
Blair’s Golden Road Blog—New Twists on Three Classic Albums
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Blair’s Golden Road Blog - Frost Memories
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Blair’s Golden Road Blog - We All Want to Change the World
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Blair's Golden Road Blog - Keith and Donna's Last Days with the Dead
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Over in one of the discussion groups on DeadNet Central recently, someone was fondly recalling Keith and Donna’s final show, at the Oakland Coliseum on Feb. 17, 1979, noting it was a rare great show from their late period with the band.
Blair’s Golden Road Blog - 'Dancing with the Dead' Captures the Early Scene in Stories and Photos
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Blair’s Golden Road Blog - Plenty Shakin’ on Shakedown Street
The vending scene outside Dead shows started so innocuously. Before or after shows in the ’70s, if anyone was selling anything, it might be a handful of people peddling homemade T-shirts out of a backpack, or perhaps something small, such as pipes, stickers or low-key food items—brownies, cookies, etc.
Blair’s Golden Road Blog - Two Field Trips, 10 Years Apart
Blair’s Golden Road Blog: “Inch Your Way Through Dead Dreams…”
Based on conversations I’ve had with friends through the years, I’m betting that a bunch of you have had a variation of my most troubling recurring dream: It’s near the end of a quarter or semester in college and I have a huge final exam facing me in an hour. I’m sweating bullets, because for some reason I have not attended one class of whatever course it is.
Blair's Golden Road Blog - Where Were You When You Heard the News?
Summer flies and August dies / The world grows dark and mean…
—Robert Hunter, “Days Between”