Phil Lesh

The Europe 72 tour.

Phil Lesh later said Billy played like a young god on that run.

Everywhere on the drums, just kicking our butts every which way.

Keith Godshow was banging out those blocky chord clusters straight out of Cecil Taylor.

Spin Magazine has the best bassists of all time.

And Phil Lesh from The Grateful Dead is fourth.

Oh, hell yeah.

Where is John Entwistle? I'm guessing he's one.

And then Paul McCartney, which people do.

Yeah.

And Phil Lesh.

And then number nine, it could just be four and then nine and 15.

Apparently

one time Phil Lesh went out with a broomstick.

Welcome, everyone, to Pinch of Lynch, Twin Peaks, the international pilot movie.

I'm your host, Mitch Schmidt.

The Warfield Theater in San Francisco.

Bob Weir, Phil Lesh, and Mickey Hart are about to play Grateful Dead songs in public for the first time since Jerry Garcia died.

They've got a new name, The Other Ones, and a stacked lineup.

Bruce Hornsby on keys, Steve Kimmich and Mark Caron sharing guitar duties, Dave Ellis on sax, John Molo on drums.

It's not just Grateful Dead minus Jerry.

It's something adjacent, related, but different.

Phil Lesh is obsessed with setlist construction during this period.

He's building shows like little mini-dramas, his exact words, with beginnings, middles, and ends.

So the whole concept was like that.

What can I write that would be good for John Entwistle or Chris Squire or Larry Graham or Bootsy Collins or Phil Lesh? Les Claypool and I got together and wrote Greasy Granny's Gopher Gravy.

That was the first collaboration of the project.

Yeah.

december fourth nineteen sixty five late saturday night outside the san jose civic auditorium a small group of people in paint and costume are pressing home-made flyers into the hands of rolling stones fans spilling onto the sidewalk after the late show the flyers ask a question handwritten in crayon can you pass the acid test five blocks away in the living room of a victorian house at thirty eight south fifth street the grateful dead are plugging in amps jerry garcia phil lesh bob weir bill kreutzmann and ron mckernan A few weeks ago, they were the warlocks.

Tonight, depending on which deadhead you ask, which book you read, which database you trust, they're about to play the first show of their lives.

Or they aren't.

Even the address was uncertain for 60 years.

Inside 38 South Fifth, the band's equipment, per Garcia's own account, filled the room, damn near Pigpen's Vox Continental organ, Garcia's and Weir's amps, Phil's bass rig, Kreutzmann's kit.

on the other side of the same living room the pranksters set up their own apparatus the tape loop master control ron boise's thunder machine a tuned metal sculpture bristling with contact microphones marked hit me stroke me scrape me a mobius strip speaker set up with speakers in every corner strobe lights roy seaburn's lights washing through the crowd and paul foster wrapped head to toe in gauze handing out sugar that people assumed was dosed and wasn't two sound systems in one room no stage no separation between band and crowd phil lesh later described the result as a mind-numbing blur of noise light and heat and he added the key line there was no way any one individual could be aware of everything that's not a band playing a show That's a band inside an environment that's louder than they are.

Two sound systems in one living room.

Let's take them one at a time, slowly, because this is the heart of the night and there's a lot in that room.

No

relation to David Crosby from the Grateful Dead, Phil Lesh, Bob Weirwald.

And he put together an awesome all-star band and they're doing his...

Go on YouTube and look up Crosby Collective.