Only being 16 I never had the chance to encounter the band. I wish I had the chance . . .
Summer 96, Vince and Missing Man Formation, JGB, and Airplane/Starship. After Vince's set, he was bopping through the crowd and 2 cool things happened. First, during his set a very, very eager fan was standing on her chair and clapping her hands way up over her head. Very noticeable because she had I think driven away all the people around her. She was a very large woman, very tall too, and she wailed "Vinnieeeeee" during and after every song.
Well, after the show, we watched her approach him as he made his way through the crowd. She was obviously so worked up to meet him she could barely talk. He was so kind and patient with her.
When he was finished with her, he made his way toward us and my buddy decided to get Vince to sign his ticket stub. So he stopped Vince and Vince waited while my buddy fished through his pockets. He pulled something out and handed it to Vince, who took it, looked at it, and said, "You want me to sign your ... driver's license?"
Just a few months before he died. Vince did a mini-tour of SW Fla area bars - I thought I'd be able to catch at least one gig but was unable. But in the weeks before the shows I posted a few times to Vince's web site, mentioned I was a musician myself. Vince answered a few of my posts himself - as he often did - and said to make sure to stop him and say hi and maybe we could jam a bit. And I got the feeling he really meant it too.
Vince was a good if not great fit for GD - filling in at a tough time, and often adding rich and beautiful color to the music as he got more and more acclimated. It's a shame that he couldn't see how much he made the world a better, friendlier place.
"Got a few wrinkles but that's OK, hang out in the breeze and they'll blow away"
i think i may recall my girlfriend's friend was working at autodesk in
89,90ish and mentioned something about the Jerry visit. my girlfriend at the time was working at an art studio in san rafael and came home one day asking me to guess who? - JG was a potential client of the company that also representeed some other very colorful artists from the 60's / 70's. i've since misplaced a sample postcard she brought home for me.
my first sort of brush was second person. i met this girl i'll call carly at an astronomy class in '75/'76. she was wearing a
skull & roses shirt and turned out to be really cool. it turns out she had only been back east for a few months after having lived
in the family for a number of years. she had this astounding youthful mid-30's radiance. we hung out . she showed me some pictures of her home in the bay area. carly also understood astrology and she had once been asked by Jerry for an astrological chart. i asked her to try and give me one-word to describe Jerry. she replied "concerned". i lost track of my friend carly and little to my knowledge then, 10 years later would bring me to that beautiful bay area i had seen in carly's pictures. there were a couple more brushes yet waiting around some corner.
"sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down"
back in 87 i was in alpine valley and i had bought a jerdoll made by a girl in Florida, anyway, i took it to roanoke later that year and went to Jerry's hotel and waited. and waited. Finally see Anabelle get off the elevator and head to Dad's door, she smiles at me and the doll, brings Jerry over to me and they were both SO Gracious, signed my doll for me and we took the elevator down together. Still take my jerdoll to some shows....
I used to work at a Wal Mart store selling electronics which is where I met Bobby Weir not once but twice. The second encounter was the best. My coworker and I spied a Palm Pilot sitting by itself in an empty shopping cart while we were picking up abandoned stuff. I pick it up and feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around and it's none other than Bobby. He's standing there with one of those looks and I tell him that we were gonna turn it in to lost & found. He just sticks his hand out and I hand it to him. He's telling us he wouldn't know where he was going or what he was going to do without his Palm Pilot. Just then Bobby notices these childrens sunglasses in my hand, another thing I was picking up to put away. They were those kind with the big butterflies or something on the corners of each lense..you know the kind, Anyway he asks for them and I didn't think he was serious but he's saying "no, no I want those" and he's holding them up looking through them, butterfly wings and all with this really silly smirk on his face. He asks me where to find water wings so I tell him and send him on his way with his bizarre little glasses. Just then this friend, this lady who works as store detective comes up to me to shoot the shit and I tell her that theres this fellow she should really keep an eye on heading over to sporting goods acting strangely. She's in plain clothes of course (she's also a biker chick who rides with one of our local clubs) and off she goes stalking her prey. Maybe I shouldn't have sicced the store detectives on Bobby, but then again who could resist such an opportunity to prank Weir? I didn't let on I knew who he was, and I didn't think he was gonna steal anything, but it seemed like the thing to do. Wonder if he knew he was being stalked by a biker chick?
The bus came by on 12-7-81 in Des Moines, Ia., I got on, that's when it all began.
Last song-Brokedown Palace (Denver 12-1-94)
And Leave It On!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Met all the guys (80's lineup) 'cept fer Jer. So I guess my big cheap thrill was heaving a box o' Junior Mints onstage in '82 @ Red Rocks, safely ( I was a few rows back) landing within a couple of feet of Jer. He non-chalantly picked 'em up, put 'em in his back pocket & kept jammin' w/out missing a beat (or note)
"gone are the days..."
So I was doing a show at a place in New Jersey called the Underpass (great place; these guys are big Heads - pics of Jerry and everyone all over the walls) and as it happend it's Jerry's birthday - or would have been, this was in 05 or so. Anywho, it's me and my band and a friend named Lizzie, who popped up later in PLU, and the guys who ran the place had lined up Vince to show up and play a few tunes.
We do our set and then i sit at the bar for a beer. Who comes in but Vince freakin' Welnick, and where does he sit but right next to me. So I says to Vince "Hi nice to meet you, I like your playing, can i buy you a beer?" and he says sure. So I buy the guy a Yuengling and we're talking and every two minutes a new beer pops up in front of Vince from people at the bar (It's a big round thing so everyone can see everyone else) and he keeps smiling more and more and looking more and more surprised. Finally I asked him "Does this happen often?" and he says "Never!" We talked a bit more and then I stupidly asked him about the big reunion show (must've ben Comes a Time), which he wasn't invted to, and I said something about Bobby and he got kinda sour and stopped talking. Finally he got up for his set, leaving about six beers behind. He played Shakedown and something else with a pickup band, and that was that.
And now I have a good story to share!
i met robert hunter at a book signing, in boston, when he released "a box of rain" - i think 1990. it was a pretty neat experience, and i saw him and t.c. later that night at the somerville theater. some live tracks from that evening made it onto his commercial release. cool! i met him with my girlfriend hathaway, and he told us that was his grandmothers name. take care!
more cool stories everyone, thanks for sharing!
not dead related but I met Maury Anderson once, too...
and Ed Sullivan... oh, never mind. that shit was nothing compared to meeting the boys in the band. ( -;
"The highway is for gamblers, you'd better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence"
wow, Billy in Seaside...i grew up in Toms River, where did they play in Seaside? I once saw the full blow NRPS with Dawson and Nelson in a bar in Seaside in must have been '78 or '79. Think it was called Baby O's back then.