By Harry Kaplan
The sadness that poured over me initially when I learned that Phil Lesh had passed was overwhelming. I never met Phil but I have known him for the last 40 years when my journey on the bus began. I first listened to the Grateful Dead in earnest in 1982 in a friend’s basement during a weed smoking session after school. I had heard Casey Jones and Truckin’ on the radio but never paid too much attention. “Driving that train, high on cocaine” was a catchy opener and very appealing to my 13 year old self. It was a rebellious statement, but that was all I knew. My friend had a small phonograph and put on Skeletons From The Closet and I heard Saint Stephen for the first time. Something clicked, a switch went on and I just had to know more about this group that wrote this song. Beautiful hooks and unconventional lyrics and vocals were like nothing I had ever heard before. The phrase, “One man gathers what another man spills” was so profound. I had to learn everything there was to learn about this band.
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