“What is this? Just, uh, Handsome Bob Night?”
Seems that way.
“Kinda like every night.”
“I got a ton of ’em.”
Bobby, I’ve been talking to Josh a lot about his personal style.
“Everyone has. It’s, uh, his go-to topic. I gotta admire the kid, though. He’s out there. I’ve always been a little more conservative.”
Conservative? The short-shorts were conservative?
“Saved on fabric. Very conservative.”
How would you describe your personal aesthetic, Bobby?
“Not stained. That’s important. Can’t walk around with a splotch of salmon on your shirt.”
“People might think it was blue fin.”
You guys hate blue fin.
“Comfort is important. Fire retardedness.”
I get your point.
“Know what else is important from your clothes? Silence. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had one or two items gain sentience and it’s just the worst.”
“Yeah. And Madonna Tee-Shirt. They dated briefly.”
Sure. What does Bob Weir require from an outfit?
“Gotta cover up your genitals. If your outfit doesn’t do that, then you’ve kinda missed the point of getting dressed. Oh, and it should help regulate your body temperature.”
Who is your fashion icon?
What’s the one piece in your closet you couldn’t live without?
“The dresser. Otherwise, everything’d be on the floor.”
If your fashion sense were an animal, which animal would it be?
“The pouch. Marsupials are the only species with a fanny pack. That’s, uh, a great decision.”
I’m learning so much. Who are your favorite designers?
“Designers? Huh. Who makes my sandals?”
“Them. Oh, and, uh, who makes my tee-shirts?”
The merch staff.
I think we’ve put to rest the fallacy that John Mayer is the most fashion-savvy member of Dead & Company.