In the fall of 1968 as Jerry Garcia’s and Phil Lesh’s instrumental abilities were increasing, as well as their musical ambitions, Bob Weir’s and Pigpen’s were deficient. Garcia called a band meeting to attempt to ease the two stragglers out of the band.
…And here’s what’s so Grateful Dead about the entire thing: the meeting ended, and no one knew for sure if they were still in the band, not only Weir and Pigpen, but anyone else in the group…it is quintessential Dead: ignore the problem, in the hope that it will either go away or resolve itself. The plus side of this is that the Dead didn’t worry about following organizational policy (they didn’t have any) or being consistently professional (they prided themselves on embodying the opposite) or keeping their eyes on the prize (psychedelics had taught them that worldly success was mostly a distracting illusion). On the debit side, the Grateful Dead might have been real-deal ambassadors of such 60’s ideals as free love, cheap drugs, and free-form rock and roll, but they could also be downright juvenile when it came to managing everyday human relationships…
Bob Weir took some music lessons and eventually developed into an original and effective rhythm guitar player. Pigpen, on the other hand, was indifferent to the new improvisatory material and also unwilling to practice his instrument. He became bitter and soon developed a serious liver problem that ended his life much too young.
…Listening to the band’s shows through the years, it’s striking how garrulous Garcia could be amidst like-minded Heads in a reasonably sized venue, particularly since, after the band started playing to larger and less-discriminating audiences in less and less-suitable venues (hockey rinks and, later, football stadiums) he’s almost entirely—and very conspicuously—silent…
Ray Robertson has written a rather wonderful book here, especially for another Deadhead like me who came to the band later in life and specifically because of Jerry Garcia. I wasn’t aware of this connection between the writer and myself. There is a huge amount of useful information collected in this book. And it was written as a serious criticism with love and affection and a large portion of honesty and humor thrown in for good measure. I realized early on that I could have lifted numerous entries and included them in this review. But I believe readers would be better served by reading them for themselves.