Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Grateful Deb

bobby natasha white gloves deb ball

Hey, Bobby. What in God’s name are you doing?

“Looking spiffy.”

You look like the opera singer that Bugs Bunny got in a fight with.

“I’m beginning to get the feeling that a great deal of your worldview was shaped by cartoons.”

Just the good ones. So: what is this?

“Debutante ball. Daughter’s being presented to San Francisco society.”

That is the most gentile sentence I’ve ever heard.

“It is un-ethnic, yeah. Hey, uh: didn’t we play one of these things? My sister’s, right?”



“Phil had a Fender?”


“Don’t remember that. When was this?”

September of ’66.



“If you start–”


“–singing we’re done. We’re done.”

Congratulations, Bobby. And to your wife, Natasha Monster.

“Thank you. Go away.”


  1. They hired him to do sleight-of-hand and make balloon animals at the gala.
    “Hey Phil, smell my boutooneir”…..squirt.

  2. Mean, Green Devil Eating Machine

    June 23, 2016 at 9:41 am

    What goes around come around – first you play at a deb, then you are going to one! More here:

  3. Robin Russell

    June 23, 2016 at 7:29 pm

    The debutantes in 1966 were Ayn and Lyn Mattei, the ball was at La Dolphine on September 2nd. Grateful Dead played outside (Al Trobbe was playing piano in the ballroom), until complaints by neighbours that they were “noisy enough to wake the dead” forced a move indoors.

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