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Picking Out Your Friends From Frets Magazine

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New commentator Derpa reminds us of this infamous cover photo from Frets magazine in 1985, in which Garcia has apparently been eating powdered donuts, or putting up drywall, or coming into the game LeBron-style.

Or something.

Here’s the interview, and it’s a good one: Garcia was always lucid and intelligent and willing to bullshit about the banjo, even at his lowest.

If you don’t have time to read the whole thing, Garcia’s answers to the questions raised on the cover are: I love soloing so fucking much; Bluegrass is great, man; the Dead is getting on my tits, to be honest.


  1. Dandruff? Blow? Persian? All of the above.

    December 4, 2014 at 6:37 pm

    I bought this issue when it came out and recall staring at the cover for hours, wondering what was on his shirt, what was on his fingers, what was on his face, and what was in those pimples.

    Also, Adamas pick.

  2. Dandruff? Blow? Persian? All of the above.

    December 4, 2014 at 6:38 pm

    “Garcia, unwashed and disheveled, shuffled slowly into the living room, his black T-shirt sprinkled with white powder. His fingertips were blackened in a manner consistent with “chasing the dragon,” as smoking heroin was commonly referred to in the Bay Area. Ten minutes into our interview, Garcia nonchalantly chopped a large rock of cocaine into about twenty lines and consumed all of it during the next hour.”


  3. Is that an earring I see there, Mr. Garcia? Didn’t figure you to be that kinda guy.

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