Grateful Dead

Dead-er Than Thou

There’s a debate that flares up every so often in Deadland (most recently in the discussion on the promo page for the 1988 Road Trips) in which older Heads castigate folks who came to like the Dead during the late ’80s “Touch of Grey”/In the Dark era, the implication being that those fans weren’t hip and cool enough to have gotten into the band earlier, and only embraced the Dead once they had become commercially successful. The worst and most cynical of the arguments — and I’ve actually heard this several times through the years — is that to have climbed on board during the late ’80s (or early ’90s) was to actually contribute to Jerry’s death! The tortured logic of this is that because of the band’s increased popularity, their touring machine became ever-larger, which put more pressure on the group to play big shows and to stay on the road, thus preventing Jerry from getting a break from touring he once offhandedly mentioned in an interview he wanted, and contributing to his downward health spiral and eventual death. Whew! Now, there’s a load of BS.

Unfortunately, there’s always been a “Dead-er Than Thou” attitude among some Dead Heads — as if when you started liking the Grateful Dead, how many shows you attended, who you knew in the inner circle and what privileged access you had to information or tapes (or both!) were the measure of your knowledge of or devotion to the band. I can’t honestly say I’ve been completely immune to this affliction myself, but I learned pretty early on that there were always going to be Heads who had been following the band longer, seen more shows, owned more tapes, plus had that prized laminate hanging around their necks I so coveted. So if it truly was a competition, I was never going to “win.”

Of course it’s not a competition. How and when you got into the Dead could be a function of million different factors — your age, whether you had friends who were into the band, whether the Dead’s tours came to your city/region, if you had a good experience at your first show, if they came onto your radar at all… the list goes on and on. Maybe your first exposure was being trapped on a long car ride with some crazed Dead Head who insisted on playing a really badly recorded audience bootleg that featured terrible, off-key singing and what seemed like pointless jams. Then, three years later, someone dragged you to a show and you suddenly “got it.” Or maybe you had a boyfriend or girlfriend who hated the Dead and, even though you were kind of curious about ’em and wanted to go to a show, forbade you from going! (Wow, harsh!)

Whatever happened, happened, and you should feel no guilt about and make no apologies for when you got on The Bus. Heard “Touch of Grey” on the radio, loved it, and wanted to hear more? Fantastic! Welcome aboard! The fact of the matter is, the mid- to late ’80s and the early ’90s was the Dead’s greatest period of fan growth ever, and thousands upon thousands of people who got into the group then became loyal and devoted fans who were every bit as enthusiastic, hardcore and knowledgeable as the grizzled veterans who lorded their longevity over them like some royal talisman. We all have legitimate regrets about what we might have missed in previous eras, but I can honestly say that whenever you succumbed to the Dead’s ineffable magic — that was the right time for you.

Since my biography of Jerry — Garcia: An American Life — came out more than a decade ago, I’ve gotten dozens of letters and emails from people who never had the opportunity to see Jerry or the Dead at all. Many were almost sheepish about it, as if it reflected some character flaw in them that they’d “missed” Jerry, yet in the months or years since his passing, they’d gotten into recordings of the band, the (love)light went off in their heads, and now they were obsessed, too. There’s no Grateful Dead to see, so they’ve gotten their live kicks seeing Phish or DSO or Furthur or whoever lit that light for them in concert. And perhaps they’re just starting to understand the charms of ’76 Dead or ’88 Dead and catching up on the history and what the scene was (is!) all about. Again, I say, welcome aboard! There’s an unlimited amount of room on this Bus; the more the merrier!

Do you have a story about getting on (or missing) The Bus?

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we are a different breed

In the Northern Rockies, where the Dead hardly ever played. Once in Missoula and once in Spokane, that's it. So our bragging here is like a baby bay area head! But at least there are all the shows we have on tape and disc that we traded. Nothing like being in the mountains and listening to the Dead. It's all good, I love to talk to people just getting on the bus now and share their excitement.

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
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A very memorable day

Well this summarized pretty easily for me. A buddy who got really into the Dead in 1982 took me to the 12/31/82 show, which was my first time on the bus in a couple of different contexts.

The "Deader than thou" thing was always pretty annoying, though it got comical to see the same thing reprised among Burning Man devotees.

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On the bus? 1982 First show? 1990

I was a "cafeteria DJ" at Shasta College after I graduated high school. Played the morning show. Found a copy of Workingman's Dead and played Half-Step a few times because I liked the title...then I played the rest of the songs. Then I bought albums like they were going out of style...didn't get to see them until 6/8/90 at Cal Expo. Saw five of six shows over two weeks. You couldn't pry me off the bus with a crowbar. Total shows? Never enough. I've probably seen Phil & Bobby solo acts more often by now.

Thanks to Sirius, I catch a full show at 9am every morning when I get to work. Always the most productive two to three hours of my day. I try to schedule meetings around them. And it's fun when they play a show I was at.

I really want to get the full 10/31/91 (Graham memorial) show back...had a soundboard but lost it. The Kesey rap where he read the e.e. cummings poem "Buffalo Bill's defunct" in the middle of Dark Star was one of my favorite moments, and it still gives me chills when I think about it. Phil was going off on the bass!

Okay, that's it for now. Thanks for giving me a place to share.

Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right.

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dead-er-than thou

Well put Blair but I have to admit when I talk to a people about the Dead and they talk like they know it all, I always ask how many shows just to see how serious I take them or myself for that matter if they've seen more than me!!

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