40 years ago, after almost two months in Yurp*, the Grateful Dead tribe of 50-odd (some very odd) musicians, roadies, managers, techies and associated ‘other halves’ packed up their equipment and belongings and headed back to the San Francisco Bay Area, taking with them an estimated 17 miles of music-coated magnetic tape. By all accounts, they had enjoyed themselves and accumulated good memories that would last for some considerable time.
And so, after a total of 22 posts containing over 40 different songs, my ‘40 years ago’ tour is also complete. Thanks to all who dropped in along the way and provided support and/or showed interest: and welcome to anyone who feels like looking now (HERE). You may not be interested in the music (just what is wrong with you people?!) but you may be interested to remember/learn about some of the surprisingly important events of April and May 1972, events whose legacy is still with us. What also surprised me when creating the posts was the ease with which I could make a link to something the band played in that day’s concert. Always complete coincidence, of course, but I do like to believe in Dead synchronicity (it does considerably less harm than most irrational beliefs).
There are a couple of songs that I couldn’t find a place for. They seem to be a part of Robert Hunter’s female entourage that didn’t make the flight:
- Some Brown-Eyed Women are drinking to the memory of Delilah Jones in Copenhagen;
- And sweet Sugar Magnolia still waits backstage in Paris.
*with thanks to Dubya and Steve Bell.