I was eleven years old when the American icon Jerry Garcia left this planet for good. At that time in my life the Grateful Dead were just a band with a cool name that I knew very little, if anything, about. Jerry's death was much less significant to my generation than Kurt Cobain, who had died just a year before. Kurt's death impacted my generation greatly and Jerry's death impacted multiple generations.
As I grew older, people shared "The Dead's" music with me; like many others it grew on me quickly. However, I always accepted that I would never have the opportunity to see one of the all time greatest bands. Let's be real, Jerry was gone and as far as I knew was not coming back anytime soon.
What's left of the Grateful Dead is some very serious musicians that are approaching 70 years old. Drug and alcohol use was a staple of the band for 30 years; which equals out to health problems, such as liver transplants. But the music after 44 years is still alive in the band and the fans, both old and young alike.
Last night I had the privilege to see The Dead with Warren Haynes from The Allman Brothers play three sets of classic Grateful Dead songs. It was an experience I never thought I would have, and most likely will never have again. I was born in the wrong generation when it comes to the Dead, but fortunately people like Phil Lesh, Bob Weir, and Mickey Hart still have a few gallons of gas in them to continue jamming hard. The Dead with Warren Haynes will be an experience I will never forget.
I can see how you're a new comer and not very knowledgeable re: The Dead. You forgot to mention Bobby. Of course, that could have been purposely, and then you're again just showing your immaturity.
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