The Other One: The Long, Strange Trip of Bob Weir Page #2
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- 2014
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there was a big lawn area.
We played a lawn party there one time.
the neighbors started complaining,
and the party got shut down.
My folks were trying to get cozy
with my new career as a rock and roller.
I was a 16-year-old kid
when I started playing with Jerry.
And that's kind of where
the ride began for me.
You know,
I wanted to play music,
I wanted to have
a little adventure in my life.
And here it was, big as hell.
without fail, for about a year.
First time I took acid
was on Jerry's birthday,
August 1st, 1965.
I remember ending up
on a hilltop with Sue Swanson.
She did manage to coax out of me
if I'd had any insights.
I told her, "Yeah. You know, music.
That's what I'm here for. Music."
I guess I was officially done with school
when I ran off with the Pranksters.
It was the night
I was high on acid at the time.
Out in the parking lot after the show,
there was the bus,
with all the Pranksters in full drag
hanging off it,
swinging off it like monkeys.
Yes, the Merry Band of Pranksters
are everywhere.
Everywhere.
I just, you know,
I followed my bliss right onto the bus.
I have the whole thing
all grooved out.
And there was Kesey.
Mr. Kesey, do you feel
that you have the right to do what
you want, whatever you want?
I feel a man has the right to be as big
as he feels it in him to be.
And then there was
this other guy on the bus
who seemed to be his grand vizier,
who just chattered and spoke...
quite often in rhymes.
Fourth dimension.
We are actually fourth dimensional beings
in a third dimensional body
inhabiting a second dimensional world.
That was Neal Cassady.
We are an Intrepid Trips production.
But the Intrepid Trips production,
at the moment, is the Acid Test.
Acid Test.
So Ken Kesey and
the Merry Pranksters come along
and they want to spread the word
about this amazing new drug, LSD.
And so they start having these parties
called the Acid Test.
The Acid Tests were permissive bedlam.
They were large rooms
in which numbers of stoned people
were singing, f***ing,
chirping, imitating animals.
Anything that you could possibly imagine
was going on at the Acid Test.
I think they charged a buck at the door.
There was LSD in the Kool-Aid
and everybody got a cup of Kool-Aid for
a buck and got to go into the party.
It was a big success.
It was a big, monster party,
but there wasn't any music.
We brought our equipment and took LSD,
and we plugged in and we played.
We all had Prankster names like,
Phil was Reddy Kilowatt.
Billy was Bill the Drummer.
Jerry's was Captain Trips.
I was the Kid.
It was impossibly fun.
When you take LSD,
your awareness is greatly expanded.
At the same time,
you're profoundly disoriented.
Yeah, you've got your hands
and you know how to play a few chords
and you know how to play rhythmically,
but when the guitar's
turned into some snake-like critter,
and you're watching notes in lines...
in color go by...
You know,
it's hard to relate to all this stuff.
"What is the deal here?"
And still you got a gig,
you got to play.
There were a few times when we'd take acid
and we'd walk out and try to play
and couldn't make sense of anything.
We'd just throw up our hands and flee.
But then we'd come back together
and we'd play like demons.
We'd take a song and at the end,
we'd just, rather than ending it,
let's just stretch it out.
Play with the rhythm,
play with the texture.
That's kind of how we learned
to extend and improvise.
"I'm gonna work
this chord change for a while.
I've heard the jazz guys do it,
and I'm gonna try my hand at it."
There was a lot of extrasensory
communication going on.
And, you know,
I don't want to call it "telepathy,"
'cause there was that, too,
but there was more than that.
You could see through other people's eyes,
you could hear through
other people's ears.
That was the kind of stuff
that we were exploring back then.
The pressure wasn't on us.
So when we did play,
we played with a certain kind of freedom
that you rarely get as a musician.
Not only did we not have to fulfill
expectations about us,
but we didn't have to fulfill expectations
about music either.
after the Acid Test,
while we were still
sort of drifting around,
and we were already
starting to stretch out our tunes.
And the girls hated us 'cause they were
used to a two minute, 30-second tune,
and then another girl would come up.
And we'd go out,
we'd play for like 15 minutes
and they'd just run out of gas.
So they didn't dig it that much.
and this poor chick turns around,
her tits are flying,
sweat's flying off her tits going,
"Please, can't you play a little shorter?"
So we found out
the meaning of jam band right then.
But that was, you know, just early stuff.
And then Bobby took her home
probably after the show.
And that was the start of
what became, for all intents and purposes,
the Grateful Dead.
It's legendarily hard
to make a living being a musician anyway.
You know, my folks couldn't
see much future in it.
his mom showed up at Jerry's
and she made us swear mighty oaths
that Bob went to school every day.
And if we did that,
she would let him stay in the band.
Well, you can imagine
how that turned out.
Bob would wake up for dinner,
and then go out and perform all night,
and then he'd come home for breakfast.
My mother kept saying,
"Can't you have a normal life?"
So when Bob turned 18,
our mother finally said,
"Enough! I can't deal with any more."
So she asked Bob to move out of the house.
Bob looked so young.
And back in the day,
he looked like a baby.
But there was something
about their looseness
in terms of life
that was picked up by the crowds.
There was that great time
when we put
the flatbed trucks together
in front of the Straight Theater.
We filled all of
Haight Street with people.
As far as you could see,
there was people.
It was like, it was coming...
It was so fast
and there was so much good energy
that you couldn't really
take any one part of it.
It was like this beautiful picture,
you know?
And that was just amazing times.
Then they actually started doing
free concerts in Golden Gate Park.
You know, when I left home,
I was, you know, following my bliss.
And my folks had no answer for that.
They couldn't say I was wrong
because they could see that I was
really doing what I wanted to do
and I was making something of it.
The whole experience, it bonded the band,
it made us tighter than brothers.
They say that blood is thicker than water.
What we had was thicker than blood.
Bob didn't maintain
much contact with his family.
So the band was his family.
The Grateful Dead
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