Immediately after this picture was taken, Phil snapped the neck of the fan he was posing with.
“PHIL!?”
“Yes?”
“Why did you do that? What…what…what the fuck?”
“Walton’s been snapping necks left and right and people want to elect him pope!”
“Benjy! He killed Benjy!”
“Ah.”
“And those fucking bears!”
“Oh.”
“That guy had a family!”
“You can’t be sure of that.”
“They’re standing right over there. Watched the whole thing.”
…
“That’s unfortunate.”
“Yeah.”
“Ah, well: check the back of your ticket. That’s a force majuere if I ever saw one.”
“Pretty sure that was an act of man.”
“For the lawyers to worry about now. Have this guy’s liver brought to my dressing room.”
…
“No one else wants a picture with Phil?”
“No.”
“I’m good.”
“That’s all right, Phil.”
Phillip Chapman Lesh is my father
The guy in the left background is Robbie Taylot, longtime Dead roadie and tougher now at over-70 than all the rest of you combined.
His eyebrows alone could kick your ass.
Robbie’s eyebrows snapped the necks of the dancing bears’ family.
Correct spelling would be Taylor, with an R. Now I need to be even more scared when I next encounter him.
http://www.dead.net/features/robbie-taylors-egypt-laminate
http://www.dead.net/tags/robbie-taylor
Eyebrows on fleek.
http://www.dead.net/sites/default/files/images/19780914_2263.jpg
Uh oh Buster, it’s actually spelled Tayl6r. You screwed up twice. That probably means Buckwheats for all of us.
https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7005/6645492139_6c07515047_b.jpg
The eyebrows gently remind the monitor that snickering at the sweatbands is frowned upon.
Nowhere better to post this — you have to do something with this: https://www.facebook.com/RelixMagazine/photos/a.377488687306.167091.9140622306/10152868214437307/?type=1&theater