“Oh – hey, man. I know you?”
“Well, I calls ’em like I sees ’em.”
You were in the heist thing.
“What an honor.”
“Not your best work.”
“Who are Bongo Eyeball and Tramp Alphabetto?”
Do you mean Be–
“You know who I mean. Don’t correct me.”
They’re the ones doing all the goofy shit right now. Sorry, Big Man.
“Don’t call me that.”
“And when the hell did Billy get so fuckin’ interesting?”
“Tell you what, though: crazy fuck looks better than he has in years.”
He changed hat styles.
“Ohh, yeah. Now I see it.”
“What are you listening to?”
5/28/77. Great show. Highlight of a terrific tour. Keith’s last good tour. They released it as To Terrapin a while ago, so it’s not on the Archive, but you can hear the nipple-piercingly good sequence of Estimated>Playing>Terrapin>NFA>Wharf Rat>Playing Reprise right here:
“Wasn’t that better, man? The nice people are here for the Dead, y’know?”
You’re right, I guess.
While I have you here, could you share some memories about this show?
“You’re kidding, right?”
What do you remember about the late 1970’s?
“The French Connection. Loved that flick, man.”