Thoughts On The Dead

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

We Were Having A Thigh Time

These men got groupies.

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Younger Enthusiast, this cannot be explained away by invoking “it was the fashion of the time.” When the Dead wore rainbow trousers and fringed jackets and frilled shirts: well, it was the 60’s. That was what hip young men wore to attract groovy young ladies. But this bullshit? This bullshit right here? This bullshit was not the fashion of the time. This bullshit was not the fashion of any time in human history.

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It is rare, exceedingly so, that Bobby’s short shorts are the most acceptable pant on stage: if a bit risqué, they are still basic and classic jean shorts. Whereas Phil is wearing sky-blue velour and holy fucking shit there are cuffs on Garcia’s.

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None of their shoes are helping, either.

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If Phil sits down, his balls are escaping. That’s a fact.

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Precarious?

“Yo.”

Is Brent’s monitor on an end table?

“Yup.”

Why?

“Coffee table was too low.”

Sure.

7 Comments

  1. Omg. Phil’s shorts and that end table.

  2. These are 6 guys that truly didn’t give a fuck

  3. Dayum… looks like Phil’s legs haven’t come out from under cover since the jocks were beating him up in high school gym class.

    And those socks…

  4. Over under on Billy being commando behind the kit?

  5. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    January 21, 2018 at 3:54 pm

    A study of the band’s summer concert wear over the years is the biggest proof of global warming.

  6. Luther Von Baconson

    January 22, 2018 at 11:13 am

    don’t do it Phil

  7. “These men got groupies.”

    Wow.

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