When did Bobby dye his hair?
No. Garcia’s dead. I had to explain this to Nephew, but I thought you knew. Oh, shit, I’m not breaking this to you, am I?
This attitude is why Pitchfork won’t hire you.
That attitude, too.
Dude, hop on the D & C train.
It’s not Dead & Company. That’s the actual Grateful Dead at Bickershaw.
Nonsense. It’s Citi Field. Look in the crowd to the left of the stage; you can see Mr. Met giving Oteil the finger.
That’s not Oteil.
He would totally wear that sweater.
Absolutely, yes. Still: no.
I don’t get you, man. What about this picture doesn’t scream “21st century corporate perfection” to you?
Every single thing.
Ah, I’m just funning with you.
It’s never fun when you fun.
What’s the most Precarious Lee part of this setup?
Ooh, good game. Let’s play. Hmm. Amateurs might say the oblique angle that the monitors are lined up at.
A more seasoned vet would point out that Pig is literally behind the PA.
Well, it’s not like there was any room on the stage.
True. But the real Enthusiast sees Precarious’ handiwork in that super-taut wire leading to the speaker all the way up top on the right.
So many points of failure.
It’s amazing they’re all alive.
I was funning with you.
Yeah, you’re right: funning isn’t fun.