The death of Bobby Weir got me thinking, as the deaths of old rockers often do these days. I realised I could easily lose myself for days or weeks in the Grateful Dead and offshoots' back catalogue and I'm not even a fan, as such, not even close to Deadhead status.
But, gosh, weren't they a truly great band (pun intended)? The masters of music that doesn't seek to draw attention to itself, but just unfolds in the moment.
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