My First (and last!) Dead Show

I wish you could have been there. (In my place)

fuckin hartford 86

Last week my friend Sophie Haigney published a great article about liking the Dead which I read because of her, and in spite of them. When I was 15 I got a Dead mixed tape, a gift from a friend of mine who lived in Chicago and whose life I wanted. It was a Maxell tape, the high quality kind, hits only. “Fire on the Mountain,” “Truck…