This was the Day on the Green in ’76–well, one of the two days–and Garcia looks skinny, and though you can’t see it in this picture Bobby is wearing either jodhpurs or puttees. Some form of non-trouser pant.
But this is what Roger Daltrey looked like:
“What’s the matter, Weir? You’ve been pouting all day?”
“Well, Jer: you know how I’m usually the best-looking guy in the room?”
“Sure.”
“You see Daltrey?”
“Healthy specimen.”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“It’s just two shows, Weir. Next week you’ll be competing with Billy and Phil again.”
“I guess.”
“Aw. C’mon, buddy. He ain’t that great.”
“Y’think?”
“I’m not generally one to look at another guy’s crotch, but where’s his potato salad?”
…
“I see none.”
“Like a Ken doll.”
“You always know what to say, Garcia.”
“You’re my guy, Bob.”
“Can I take my shirt off for our set, too?”
“I will whip you to death with my guitar cord if you remove your shirt, Bob.”
“Okay.”
“We’re not that kind of group.”
“We could be.”
“No, we couldn’t. Besides, if you take your shirt off, Billy’ll take his off.”
“That’s no good for anyone.”
“No.”
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