They dispensed bromides about peace and fellowship as they laid waste to parking lots and town squares.
Posted 19 November 2012 - 06:52 PM
Not to be tl;dr'd, though.
9 pages in - Good read.
The first memory I have of the Grateful Dead is of a classmate in sixth grade telling me he’d gone to see them with his older sister. He reported that the band consisted of a bunch of hairy old guys in baggy clothes sitting on a stage eating spaghetti. It occurred to me later that he might have made this up, or that his sister had perhaps said something about “noodling.”
Read more: http://www.newyorker...n#ixzz2CgzTTGum