500 or so Things Missed Most (A complilation)
Brian
Hey Folks -
In light of the recent news, I thought maybe it was time to post
this collection of "Things Missed" posts. I'm sure it's nowhere near complete,
and if I missed one of my brother's or sister's contribution, I'm sorry.
Just remember though, we had a hell of a run!
Brian
* Calling tunes
* When the lights first go down and nothing happens for five or ten minutes
* "Instant Best Friends" ("hey, will you watch my stuff, man?")
* Women washing their feet in sinks after a show
* Taper angst
* "Sorry I'm late, man"
* "C'mon, you can afford it -- it's only 8 shows!"
* The roar and joy when Jerry walks on stage
* Beer in trash cans and bathtubs in hotel/motel rooms
* 10 people crashing in one hotel room
* Two rooms for two nights for nothing (Vegas '93)
* Weekend-long taping sessions
* Driving a party nuts while listening to eleven China/Ryders to find "the
one"
* Dancing to 9/10/91 Help/Slip/Frank at our wedding
* Space jams they got lost in
* Finding their way out of space jams
* Flipping people the "reverse bird"
* Mirthful one-liners:
"Beans! Who'll give me beans?"
"Bad jokes for your spare change..."
"Tee shirts, only five quid." "What's a quid?"
"Spam-filled gefilte-fish Twinkies..."
* Hundreds of heads walking beside rows of corn along the road leading from
Deer Creek
* The Wembley employees' opinion of us: "Well, they are a bit strange and
colorful, but my, they're nice!"
* "This again? Oh, have mercy!"
* Finding my friends in five minutes
* Begin free, feeling free, not being afraid to dance
* Showering in golf course lawn sprinklers
* Waking up in the parking lot and finding coffee right next door
* The loud jerk from Pottstown (we'd buy him a beer now...)
* Passing the hat
* Kind strangers
* Meeting at break
* Great shirts
* Great hats
* Complete irreverence for commercialism
* Posting set lists
* The life-sustaining parking lot
* The gathering of the tribes
* Laughing at botched songs
* People named Frog, Speedy, Log, and Lamebrain
* Meeting heads in six time zones
* The drive home: silence punctuated with philosophy
* Laughing cops on 34th Street
* Friendly hotels (especially Hamilton)
* The ushers in Hamilton, Ontario who found my lost passport
* The young usher at Rosemont who found my 5 year old set list book
* Hanging my "Who are the Grateful Dead & why are they following me?"
sign in the window or on the door of hotel rooms
* Making hotel rooms feel like home with tie dyes, lights and bootlegs
* Frantically designing and cutting out tape covers
* The hours upon hours spent decorating mail order envelopes
* Heads dancing on the hill behind the stage in Portland
* The governor at the Boston show
* Making more room in a packed car
* Dancing in the moonlight and heat lightening after one of the Deer Creek
'94 shows
* Driving/flying in the middle of the night
* "What'd they do last night?"
* "Ice cold veggie pasta salad."
* "Ice cold sodas"
* "Ice cold...anything"
* "I have absolutely nothing to sell!"
* Packing to go to shows
* VTC's
* "We've got to get beer before we get within 20 miles of the venue"
* Seeing "Naked Man" posture at Deer Creek
* "Cleveland BLOWS -- let's go to Vegas" (after the canceled Richfield show)
* My soul rising above my body when "it" happens
* Asking my boss for vacation time and her reply: "So, where are they
playing?"
* Taking the uninitiated to shows and having them become Heads
* Having complete strangers recognize my hat..."Hey, weren't you at
Mountainaire last summer? Yeah...I recognize the hat."
* Every single thing about Deer Creek
* Pip finally getting his UBC on 8/9/95...he only waited 19 years!!
* "Nothing left to do but smile smile smile"
* Yelling in the taping section :-)
* The "wave"
* Patte's s'mores from hell (Deer Creek '94)
* Drum circles
* Finding that T-shirt you've been looking for 8 shows!
* Sleeping in a rental car outside of the hotel that was *supposed* to wait
for your scheduled late arrival and then getting 2 rooms for 2
nights for nothing!!
* Waving at carloads of Heads on the way to the show
* Waiting for your tickets to arrive via mail or pals
* "I can't get through to the hotline...something must be up!"
* Sadly enough, fattie ANYTHING
* Dogs, dogs, dogs, puppies
* Cold beer and bootlegs in the lot after the show
* People walking up and saying "mushrooms/doses" to me, while with a
large group of people
* Drums and space
* Variety of food in lot
* Stopping at rest stops and looking at heads coming in and out
* Being happy about UBC FINALLY being played
* Always getting a ride when hitchhiking
* Sitting in the sunshine listening to someone else's' bootleg a few cars away
* Watching people dance their asses off
* The moment right when the lights go off...you smile...then you
realize...FUCK!! Where's the flashlight? (taper pit humor)
* Slipknot/*the moment*/Franklin's
* Morning Dew live
* Knowing whatever state (physical/mind) I can always find a good beer in
the parking lot
* Puddles
* Dancing with Steven on my back
* The roar of the crowd when Jerry hits the stage
* Twirlers
* Feeling completely connected to a stranger dancing next to you
* Screaming "Cheese it up, Bobby!"
* Saving money, worrying about tickets, worrying about vacation days,
worrying about a ride, worrying...
* Listening to the tape on the way home
* Packing for tour and doing the "final" VTC before you leave for the airport
* Seeing Patte's hat in the crowd
* Making new friends
* All of the t-shirt and bumper sticker ideas we had that we never made
* Looking up at the moon shining behind the stage after it gets dark
* Watching the sun set behind the band
* Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles
* Wanting to hear a song so badly that you feel you'll just die if you
don't hear it, and then they actually play it!!!
* Being surprised with a song you did not expect
* Falafel now, feel better later
* Grandma & Grandpa Deadhead on the train from Wembley to London
* London: "There will be no more West-Bound Circle Trains this evening.
None whatsoever!!" (wail from the heads)
* Seeing the last Underground train out of Wembley filled to capacity
* Jerry calling the number of hits leading into BIODTL
* Seeing convenience stores completely cleaned out of everything
* "Can anyone give me a line out?"
* Seeing the lights all gradually go to yellow when Jer is smokin'
* 100 nude heads trying to fit under 4 shower heads in the Cal Expo lot
* Knowing your friends are at a show because you see people playing their
phooseball<sp?> table in the lot
* Waking to men with guns, badges and dogs in your tent
* Not remembering which water is dosed
* Seeing $100 bottle of champagne come out of the most ragged backpack at
New Year's
* Walking out of MSG and seeing walls of mounted and unmounted police
channeling you in one direction. "They control the horizontal..."
* Healy's quad setup during drums/space
* Sitting in traffic for 5 hours because somebody was late showing up for
their ride to Foxboro
* Mickey on the Beam
* Getting my American Express bill
* Bobby's giant rack of constantly malfunctioning guitar processors
* Sharing taxis with people anyone in a dye
* Jerry's ashtray with the electric fan attached
* Writing on vans with paint-markers
* For those of you who took Metro to any recent RFK shows:
Please move ALLLL THE WAY DOWNNNN
* New Year's at the old Oakland Auditorium (floor destroyed by Truckin)
* Meeting a Head who called himself "God" in Eugene 1981 and had changed
his name to "Me Myself and I -- I for short" a month later in Las Vegas.
* The sound of nitrous tanks at work in the parking lot
* Girls on roller skates selling avocado-tofu sandwiches
* Walking with and talking to large bubbles as they drift in the breeze
* Going up
* Coming down
* "Kind Veggie_______ !" fill in the blank.
* Drum circle under the bridge at RFK
* Cooler-riding beer vendors (you introduced me to Sierra Nevada -
thanks!)
* The Wheel
* That feeling I got driving home from the last day of work before tour,
always amazed at how quickly and completely the daily headache was
forgotten
* Spinners
* Getting VERY interesting looks from the suited multitudes in downtown
Albany as they left work, waded through the vendors to their cars, and
turned the city over to us
* The massive family reunion I was invited to every three months
* Everything else
* Seeing $100 bottle of champagne come out of the most ragged backpack at
New Year's
* The muscle pains after dancing all night
* Patting down or body type searches before entering some venues
* women
* women
* hearing someone ask for money to bail out his buddy
* banging garbage cans to aiko aiko or women are smarter
* hey ya got a ride
* let me see some id - after getting caught drinking in the parking lot
* once you leave you can't come back in
* pain from falling when you overspin yourself
* Always, always, ALWAYS unexpectedly running into a friend at RFK.
* looking forward to the next show.
* The happy, eyes-closed, singing faces in the crowd during Terrapin.
* The drums under the bridge at RFK.
* The girl sing-songing, "kind ganja BROWN-ies!"
* The guy with the electric bears and the prayer wheel that walks all over
Oakland Coliseum grinning and flashing every night
* Getting that plain tri-fold envelope in the mailbox!
* The giant Gumby and the Bear that walk around hugging people at shows
* Dancing with my eyes closed
* Opening my eyes and seeing Jerry looking RIGHT AT ME (even in the
nosebleed section with obstructed view!)
* Decorating mail-order envelopes
* Picking out the Family people ("Look, there's Harry Popick! There's Bear!
There's Bralove! Don't look now, Candace is right behind you!")
* Putting glow in the dark stars on the ceiling of every motel we stayed in
(this is a great trick, because you can't see them in the
daylight..imagine all those baffled future occupants! :-)
* Cooking up treats for everyone in our tour family
* Teaching our friends' 2-year old to say, "Play Scarlet/Fire, Jerry!!!
* All of the friends I never see any other time
* Saving up frequent flyer miles and deciding "Oakland! No, Arizona! No,
Oakland! No, wait --"
* Hanging tie-dyes in the motel windows
* Loaning my pen all around for setlists (it always came back, too!)
* Thanking the security guys on the way out of the shows
* Blowing bubbles
* Dancing too hard and losing your balance, and then pretending it was on
purpose.
* The jingling of ankle bracelets in the ladies' rooms
* Drum circles
* Waving at Deadheads on the road, caravans of busses, families at rest stops
* The peaceful smiles of women getting hair wraps
* Guys on skateboards with coolers
* Patchouli everywhere
* Looking around at a restaurant or bar, and seeing "we" have taken it over
* Watching the crew climb up to the lights, and knowing the 2nd set is
imminent
* The conch shells blowing and blessing us before the show starts
* Doing our light shows in the motels with flashlights and hologram spinners
* "Hey, man, Paradise has the tapes, man. They came out great."
* People in quiet awe (not jabbering) during drums/space
* Watching the silhouetted spinners in the doorways
* The moment the lights go down, and my husband and I kiss and dance a
little jig and say, "Anything could happen!!!"
* Sliding down the ramps at the old Oakland Auditorium.
* Waking up on the beach in Ventura.
* That moment when you just scored killer seats in the Phil
zone after line sitting in the rain all day, and now you
can kick back and watch the volleyball game knowing that
your friends will find you because you're EXACTLY where
you're supposed to be.
* Getting the yellow slip in the mail.
* Hearing yet another long lost friend call my name every two
minutes.
* Picking up friends of friends at the airport (or bus station or train
station)
even though you've never even met them, but you find them anyway.
* Waiting to be picked up at the airport by someone you've
never met, but confident that they'll be there and you'll find
each other because it's a Dead thing.
* Bringing a reluctant newbie to the show and watching the
transformation take place. Then, at the end of the show they
ask "How can I get a ticket for tomorrow?"
* But I think the hardest part of all is simply never being able
to say "See ya at the next show."
* Going into "the Zone" live & in color w/no fear of failure or
embarrassment.
* "El regreso de los peyoteros."
* Going to the Land of Enchantment (1983 Santa Fe concert)
* Meeting new friends from all over the States...with names like Sweet
Pea, Pancake, Zoltan & Button.
* Calling them up several years later to meet at another Dead concert and
meeting the new little Sweet Peas and Buttons.
* Going to concerts w/ ten jillion people without seeing/hearing a fight or a
brawl, or seeing people trash/tear the place up; enjoying everyone
around you; sharing food & drink & organics without thinking; being
harmless and innocent and loving without trying.
* Loving (this goes way back) to sneak into theaters as soon as the trucks
arrived and volunteering for slave labor; being rewarded by jamming
with "Sparky and the Assbites from Hell."
* Connecting to that magic chemistry that flowed from audience to band and
back making us the Grateful Dead, too; being there,
watching-seeing- feeling the "music play the band."
* The happy, eyes-closed, singing faces in the crowd during Terrapin.
* The drums under the bridge at RFK.
* Reading the newest TDC&R and finding out that the rumored shows are now
confirmed & scraping up enough $$ for tix.
* Trying to get everyone I remotely know to go to the shows.
* The relief when you have your tix in hand.
* Reading current setlists...."There's still no Shakedown. I KNOW they're
gonna do it on <show you're going to>!"
* Trying to get everyone on the Net to wear alligator costumes (I was always
going to do it 'next time').
* Wondering if they're ever going to bring back St. Stephen, Alligator, Cosmic
Charlie, etc.
* People with a finger in the air.
* The cute rhymes some of them have.
* "I need a miracle!"
* "Cash or kind for your extra!"
* "My Friday for your Saturday."
* Rushing through the doors to get your blanket in the Phil Zone.
* Calling the opener.
* Scarlet->Fire
* I'll miss everything...but most of all I'll miss: JERRY
* Taking the Greyhound for 10-20 hours to make it to the show because your
ride fell through at the last minute
* Hitchhiking for 2 days to get to the show because your ride fell through and
because you don't have enough money to take Greyhound.
* Getting a ticket for drinking in public, but then finding 36 bucks on the
ground when you get back to the lot (this did happen, btw)
* The moment when you realize that the only people staying in your
campground are also going to the shows.
* Standing under the sprinklers and chasing after the water trucks in the
Vegas parking lot, getting drenched, and being dry within 5 minutes
* Splitting gas money with the hitchhikers you picked up
* Free PB&J sandwiches galore, from complete strangers
* The Mardi Gras Parade
* G.A. shows where you can walk right up to the front with 30 minutes to
spare
* Cal Expo, Autzen Stadium
* People walking around yelling "free hugs"
* The never ending drum circles
* Shows in the rain
* The guy with the lights on his chest and back (a sun and...a bear?) and the
spinning wheel of lights
* Seeing the spinning wheel of lights on the big tv screens between the
second set close and the encore at shoreline
* Shoreline
* Hearing Lucky Old Sun at the Warfield with Jerry and being swept away by
Melvin's solos
* The parking lot scene at the Safeway in Mountainview
* Always seeing the same people that you met on your first tour
* Jerry
* Dancing out of the post office with my tickets in hand.
* Watching the tears flow from my friend's eyes when she heard her very
first Peggy-O (her favorite song) after many shows without it.
* Giving little gifts like stickers and incense to strangers in the
parking lot or in the venue.
* Receiving little gifts like stickers and incense from strangers in the
parking lot or in the venue.
* Being called sister by strangers and calling strangers brother or sister.
* Meeting up with large groups of friends from Mpls. in campgrounds,
parking lots and hotels all over the country and in Canada.
* Calling home from Europe to find out that some friends got married at a
show at Deer Creek.
* Calling home from Europe to find out what the boys played at the shows
that I would have seen had I been in the States.
* People in the lot trying to "sell" ridiculous things like kind rind (from
already eaten watermelon slices!). ;-)
* Seeing small children dancing with their parents and giggling ecstatically.
* Greeting other tie-dyed folks in gas stations, restaurants, liquor stores
and supermarkets with a "hey now", and a knowing grin, on the way
to the next show.
* That feeling of impending euphoria that I always felt on my way to a show!
* That feeling of euphoria that I always felt *at* a show!
* Jerry's smile.
* Dancing, dancing, and dancing!
* Going out for ice cream during the set break and hearing everyone buzzing
about the first set.
* Drums....Space....
* Becoming one with the music, the band, and feeling that the band had
become one with us as well.
* Opening the envelope and checking out the ticket designs
* Arranging my backpack to sneak food into Giants stadium
* Getting to Ann Arbor to hook up with my friends at U Mich
and heading off to Deer Creek together
* Calling songs right
* Laughing at the predictability of Bobby's song selection
* Gettin so lost in the jam that you forget what song they
are playing
* Complaining about a song choice, then dancing anyway
* Following net arguments about the quality of a show
I wasn't able to attend
* Walking home satisfied after the MSG shows
* Those hundreds of ways the Boys had of proving the
quality and originality of their chops even after all these shows.
* Calling the hotline to find what my vacation plans are for this year
* Mail Order Stress Syndrome
* Camping with family and friends-in a campground full of Deadheads.
* Talking to campground owners -
who say these people sure look weird, but they sure are nice!
* Buying those cool tie-dies at the campground.
* Milk jugs full of beer stashed in the woods for those
long walks back - remember Oxford ME.
* Seeing the band play in scenic outdoor settings.
* Seeing the guy with the spreadsheet of every song/when played etc... in
the Boston Brew taverns - whichever one I happen to be in!
* On the road with 200 miles to go to the show - seeing a car drive by
with someone holding a miracle sign out the window.
* The chance to maybe see a cop silhouetted in the doorway doing the
Shakedown baton swing - Providence 80's & Boston 90's
* That's not a stumble I'm dancing!
* Howard Johnson's the next morning, wondering if I look as bleary eyed as
everyone else.
* Looking around at a restaurant or bar, and seeing "we" have taken it over
* Patchouli everywhere.
* Hanging tie-dyes in the motel windows
* Waving at Deadheads on the road, caravans of busses, families at rest stops
*Jerry;
* His Music;
* The interaction between Them and Us;
* The anticipation (& phone bill) that built before every show;
* Sharing shows with my brother;
* Sharing shows with all of you;
* Going into "unsafe areas" to see them, and being completely safe;
* Friends I only know at shows;
* Friends asking, "you're the one with esp...what will they open with?;
* The little notebooks I kept setlists in, which always included other fun
things too;
* Birding on line;
* Birding during outdoors shows;
* Sweaty hugs from strong, loving men;
* Sweaty hugs from nice women friends;
* Doing Deadercise for the fun of it;
* Doing Deadercise to stay in shape for backpacking;
* Being able to wear almost nothing;
* Passing out my "Nature Happens" stickers;
* Passing out my "Commit Random Acts of Kindness" cards;
* Going to RockMed to "buy" earplugs for someone else's Mom;
* The arrival of friends meeting me "inside";
* The connection with all all of you during NFA, Iko, etc.;
* Packing for a show--lip balm, Power Bar, Bear Brownie, warmies, etc.;
* Seeing my Magic Van or little car parked in a lot with other kind
vehicles;
* Calling 415-457-6388;
* Filling out mail order;
* Being the Designated Driver ("I bring you back from the Dead");
* Seeing the smile on my postal carrier's face when he had my tickets;
* Keeping a set list while dancing in the dark at Warfield/Oakland Col/etc.;
* Picking up my riders & driving to The Shows;
* My riders talking to keep me awake all the way home from The Shows;
* December shows resolving my xmas-phobia;
* Cruising for stickers in the parking lot;
* Saying "see you at the shows" to Deadheads I hadn't "met" before;
* Massages from "strangers" standing behind me;
* Dancing my fanny off to drums during break;
* Cops & security guards who "got it";
* The pure, simple joy of it all
* Jerry & his Music.........
* I'll miss dancing wildly at a show with over 20,000 other people packed
into a small area, and *not bumping into a single one of them*!!
* Calling songs (remembering your first shows where you wrote it all down
but you didn't know 1/2 of the songs and you had to ask people around you;
now people around you come to you to ask what the songs are and you are
delighted to help them out)
* Getting my shit together to go to a show: water, shoes (only to not wear
them the entire time), sweater, tickets, car key, snacks, blanket... and
then putting it down someplace and dancing around it all night
* Deciding that I take entirely too much shit with me to shows, and leaving
most of it in the car except my car key and my ticket, just so I can
wander anywhere I want during the show without worrying about misplacing
my stuff
* Making a list of songs I want to hear beforehand, then being stoked when I
hear most of them - being extremely superstitious about this list, and not
saying aloud any of the songs I want to hear the day of the show for fear
that I'll jinx them
* I'll miss smoking versions of Help/Slipknot/Franklin's and Scarlet/Fire
for 2nd set openers; I'll miss Quinn the Eskimo, Bertha, Sugaree,
Tennessee Jed, Alabama Getaway, New Speedway, Ramble on Rose, Althea,
Brokedown Palace, He's gone, Wharf Rat, Loose Lucy, China Cat/Rider...
Well, you get the idea.
* I'll miss tie-dye and Indian skirts and Patchouli and nudity and incense
and dreadlocks and the buses and dirt and dust and Birks and the smell of
burning sage wafting through the air and "Kind..." whatever
* I'll miss the fact that my friends can always find me spinning around
during drums way in the back of the venue where there's more open space -
* Hell, I'll miss drums most of all
for starters:
* riding home on BART from Oakland
* running away to shows during high school
* blowing off finals to go see the Dead
* coincidentally getting reserved mail-order seats next to my cousin
* ANTICIPATION
* getting my mail-order tickets
* once again pulling my bus into the lot and always finding a good spot to
squeeze into
* Morning Dew
* goo balls
* Advent Calendars for December shows...
* Stella Blue
* Driving 1500 miles to go "camping" (That's what I told my folks, anyway...)
* Calling the Shakedown opener
* Knowing exactly where to meet friends I haven't seen in months (or years) in
the Phil Zone.
* Hanging out behind the stage for Drumz (arenas only)
* Listening to Wilsons DAT's of the show in the lot right after the show
* Ice cold Sammys
* Wishing on a Dark Star
* Bugging Brad about getting on garbage crew
* Piling 15-20 warm bodies into the motel room
* Phil!
* When that purple or blue light hit my body and filled me with
electricity when bobby sings "like an angel, standing in a shaft of
light"-somehow, wherever I was, at whatever venue, in whatever seats,
during that line, i was in the light. the other thing is the intensity
that jerry builds and releases right before he screams "INSPIRATION" and
the following notes before the "move me brightly" line when he and us
just revel in the power of that moment.Rick
: : Calling tunes
: : When the lights first go down and nothing happens for five or ten minutes
: : "Instant Best Friends" ("hey, will you watch my stuff, man?")
: : Women washing their feet in sinks after a show
: : Taper angst
: : "Sorry I'm late, man"
: : "C'mon, you can afford it -- it's only 8 shows!"
: : The roar and joy when Jerry walks on stage
: : Beer in trash cans and bathtubs in hotel/motel rooms
: : "This again? Oh, have mercy!"
: : Finding my friends in five minutes
: : Begin free, feeling free, not being afraid to dance
: : Showering in golf course lawn sprinklers
: : People named Frog, Speedy, Log, and Lamebrain
: : Meeting heads in six time zones
: : The drive home: silence punctuated with philosophy
: : "Ice cold...anything"
: : "I have absolutely nothing to sell!"
: : Packing to go to shows
: : VTC's (Visual Ticket Checks)
: : "We've got to get beer before we get within 20 miles of the venue"
: : Waiting for your tickets to arrive via mail or pals
: : Sadly enough, fattie ANYTHING
: : Dogs, dogs, dogs, puppies
: Meeting a Guy at Charlie O's after the last MSG run and hooking up for
: copies of the best Scarlet\Fire around.
Brian Pollard
: Hey Folks -
: In light of the recent news, I thought maybe it was time to post
: this collection of "Things Missed" posts. I'm sure it's nowhere near complete,
: and if I missed one of my brother's or sister's contribution, I'm sorry.
: Just remember though, we had a hell of a run!
: Brian
[list snipped]
Thank you so much. You made my day.
Peace,
-(another) Brian
Casdy
a million tanked ewes (baa!). It was really nice to read and identify with
all the items that I'll certainly miss. thanks for making a down day a
little brighter.
kind regards.
dyerwolf
Katherine H. Zelko
just thought i'd add a few for fun, but he did get about everything,
and thanks brian for this post, i loved reading it, its so true!! anyway,
here are a few more:
*seeing the sun come out of the clouds right when they start to play HC
sunshine
*getting a ticket on the floor (or anywhere!) just when you thought it was
hopeless
*the insane drum circle at vegas this year
*the strip filled with heads, and the guys in black suits in the casinos
telling you you can't sit on the floor
*seeing the casinos filled with heads gambling away their money
*finding that sammy smiths and tons of heads asking you where you got it
*the locals at highgate selling tie-dyes just when the dead come to town
*having it start to *pour* when they play 4 rain songs in a row
(pittsburgh '95)
*going to your first show with your teacher!
*going to your second show, staying at that same teachers house, and john
perry barlow shows up, and gives you a ride to the airport (he was also
on his way there)
*knowing they're gonna break out with UBC when you hear them tuning right
before it (vegas '95)
*taking your sister to her first show, and the boys play the one song she
really wanted to hear
*finally convincing your parents to go to a show (unfortunately they
never made it, it was supposed to be boston this fall :( )
*having a life-changing experience at your first show, and wanting to
drop out of school, and go on dead tour forvever!
*when your older brother was a head, and then you become one and your
parents sigh and think "we've got another one!"
peace
kate :) :) :)
"thank you for a real good time"
my love will not fade away
*have a jerry christmas and a happy new weir!*
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| Hey Folks -
|
| In light of the recent news, I thought maybe it was time to post
| this collection of "Things Missed" posts. I'm sure it's nowhere near complete,
| and if I missed one of my brother's or sister's contribution, I'm sorry.
|
| Just remember though, we had a hell of a run!
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| Brian
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Jimbo
I'll always miss that moment of silence and anticipation just after
Jerry would let that solitary note ring out from his guitar and just before
he'd say........................................"Stella Blue" .
The balloons at New Year's shows.
The feeling of great relief once you actually get inside the venue.
Having the parking attendant at Landover recognize my license plates and
say "I remember you from last night." :-)
Getting out of the car after an 800 mile drive and having the people
next to you offer you a beer. Then later finding out that those same
people live about 15 minutes away from your house, which is 800 miles
away.
Going to Oakland Coliseum (3000 miles away) with friends and
being able to tell them to meet you "at our usual spot".
Volleyball games before the show.
Trading my coffee for scrambled eggs.
Being able to make eye contact with someone across the room, knowing
that you're both "getting it".
Finding old friends about 5 minutes after walking in the venue.
Making new friends 5 minutes after walking in the venue.
Ticket takers/concession folks who actually said "Have a good show".
Being on tour is the only time I ever get to go to Waffle House.
Thinking "Oh no - not another 'Miracle'", then yelling just
as loud as everyone else "I Need A Miracle every day" and
dancing my butt off.
Waking up to the sound of someone playing an incredibly out of tune
version of "Sugaree" by the empty hotel pool.
Having a total stranger crawl in my hotel window saying "Dude, I
_have_ to get a copy of this tape!"
Trying to call the second set opener before the lights even come up
after the first set.
Going to sleep in your tent in an almost empty campground, then waking
up completely surrounded by hundreds of Deadheads.
"We'll be back in just a little bit"
Jim "just one more time" McVey
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Jim McVey "Ain't no time to hate"
jmc...@clark.net - The Grateful Dead
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Shamini Jain
Phillip Dunham <pdu...@u.washington.edu> wrote:
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>
>On 14 Dec 1995, Jimbo wrote:
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>> Being on tour is the only time I ever get to go to Waffle House.
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:Waffle House holds some of my fondest memories of high school.
Phillip Dunham
Kelly Humphries
your mom calling to ask, "When's the mailorder start?"
remembering, just in case, that hitchhiking's legal in Oregon.
crossing the Oregon border at two in the morning and seeing the
procession of dead-car owners continuing on.
picking up hitchhikers on the way and, before the get to the car, you
know where they're going.
But, how 'bout some things you can always take with you:
Hearing that your dad went to his first show. Hearing that it was on
7/9/95.
The friends (Lori, Mary, Bobby, Karin, Chris, Ron, Wally, Mike...) who
went to their first show with you, and you with them.
Bringing back "visualize whirled peas" bumperstickers for Christmas.
DaveB626
>Waffle House rocks! It is the shit!
Ahhhhhh.........Waffle House. Friendly greetings, coffee, camels,
and.....
SCATTERED, SMOTHERED AND COVERED!!
(-<-) peace,
dave blackwood
Barry Welch
>In article <Pine.A32.3.91j.95121...@homer17.u.washington.edu>,
>Phillip Dunham <pdu...@u.washington.edu> wrote:
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>>> Being on tour is the only time I ever get to go to Waffle House.
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>
You guys might want to take this over to alt.food.waffle-house.
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