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GD50 Santa Clara: A Weekend Synopsis

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Why on earth are the Grateful Dead message boards riddled with negativity? They’ve just capped off two of their final five shows, yet there couldn’t be more negativity in the air. It’s like the band owed us a concert. Not only did they owe it to us, but hell it better be flawless. The negativity is too much. It’s too bloody much I tell you. And shit, if I’m telling you its too much, you know we’ve approached precarious territory. I feel like I should blame our society as a whole, but this unusual deviation probably isn’t what you want to hear, or maybe it is, you sick bastard. It appears we’ve evolved into entitled morons, unappreciative of the endless beauty throughout our reality that exists in every waking moment. I’ve got enough of my own god damn negativity, let alone the time to hear wasteful reviews of an absolutely magical 50 year anniversary of the Grateful Dead. Maybe I’m just sad that I have to leave California and head back to desolation in Michigan. It’s always hard watc...

Encapsulating the Grateful Dead: A Preview

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“Music has always been a matter of Energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it Inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed Fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.” —Hunter S Thompson— From heartbreak to regret and far beyond the wrath of my self deprecation, there has always been music. When I say there has been music, I mean the Grateful Dead. Contemplating existentialism with the soothing melodies of the Dead ringing in the background. Questioning my anger while listening to a soul searching Jerry ballad. For years their wicked grooves and insatiable chemistry has haunted my body in an utterly inexplicable manner. I cannot have more gratitude, for without the Grateful Dead I am not the shape I am.  Yes, the Grateful Dead are celebrating their 50 year anniversary. The party...
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Top 5 Favorite Cartoon Theme Songs By Jeremy St. Martin ©Warner Bros. It's 1988, 4th grade and the weekend ritual begins like this: -Get home from school -Get into fight with my brother Folks: "How was School?/"Do you have any homework?" Me: "Fine/No (Yes)" "Can I rent a game?" Folks: "We'll see (No)" -Flip on the tv...Super Mario Bros Cartoon. It's Friday, that means Zelda! -Order pizza -15  hours non stop Nintendo And then Saturday came. Sugary cereal and the usual line-up of weekend suspects. I've read somewhere, there are no more Saturday morning cartoons. Everything is live action, or something of that nature. Not that I pay attention; usually I'm waking up at musician time which means the Saturday morning line up is over. We now have at least three television networks that feature cartoons most any time of the day, but in my opinion, it's not quite the same. There was something almost sacred...