Grateful Dead: Dawn of the Deadheads
David Gans, Headliner, August 1983
THE PSYCHEDELIC era is ancient history, and LSD is so far out of fashion that it probably doesn't even need to be illegal any more. But still you see them: people with shamelessly dated tastes in footwear who shop in the wrong places and dress themselves in impolitely colorful tie-dyed t-shirts printed with images of grinning skeletons sporting garlands of roses or the bearded and bespectacled visage of Jerry Garcia. If these stringy-haired anachronisms were a little more populous, or maybe just better distributed, they might be as good a movie sight gag as the Hare Krishnas and flower-foisting Moonies who molest us in the airports of our choice.
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