Monthly Archives: June 2017

There’s a lot of folks that woke up Monday morning wondering why their clothes are on the front lawn and who put the TV up in a tree. There’s so much to cover, I don’t even know where to begin. It sure was a blessing to get off of the couch and into the chowdah as Dead & Company opened up a few cans of whoop-ass in Boston. The scene couldn’t be more inviting around Boston and it’s great to see our community taking over cities again.  I always liked big cities because we don’t overwhelm the natives as much. Back in the day, when we came through the smaller towns, it was like a Coup de Chaos. We would turn a small town upside down on the way through. Folks didn’t know how to handle it. Some learned to adapt over the years, others banned US from coming back. We just made the big cities a little more colorful for a few days. Boston rolled out The Red Carpet and The Band responded in kind!
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The amphitheater that will always be Star Lake got blasted by the blazing meteor known as Dead & Company last night.  No time was wasted getting things started and it was easy to hear Stranger from the first plucking of guitar strings. Once it began, we were off to the races. John proved that when you can play and you’re on a big stage, you can rock a whitebread Aunt Jemimah bandana on your head and get away with it. Brother may have looked like a southern woman doing housework but he was KILLIN it all night long. He was born to play shit like Easy Wind and when he’s playing within his natural space, he shines even brighter. Cassidy showed up early and West LA, a song that has sounded like it’s on life support with a morphine drip since FTW, seemed to be feeling a little better than usual. In case you needed more time to take it easy, Slow Jimmy followed.  Continue reading →