Apr 6, 2024
i miss 2022, i miss Dead tour, i miss waking up hungover in a cheap nevada motel and driving 14 hours just to barely make it to the next show. i miss my best friends, acid laughs, shroom giggles and cheep beer. sharing joints with people born before woodstock. stickers and shirts with puns only the Heads understand. (keep. john. in. the. chair.) the pure hippie energy that you can’t find anywhere else. barefoot dancing in circles with strangers who are family. i miss the summer and the laughs and the bartering for the most creative goods you’ve ever seen instead of cash, shakedown and the drums and grilled cheese, and most of all the music from bob and the boys, and Jerry watchin over us smilin 🩵
