Gone Phishin’

So…this is what I’m doing right now and I don’t want to talk about it.

We’ll talk about it later.

Lose One Letter…

Terrapin Statin This new wonder drug from GlaxoSmithKline lowers your cholesterol up to 3% more than a placebo, with only mild-to-severe possibly lethal side effects. Plus, it’s endorsed by Billy.

Wall O’ Sound This was the Irish version if the Wall of Sound that was made entirely out of potatoes.

Winterlad In the next Captain America movie, the Winter Soldier gets a teen sidekick: Winterlad.

Grateful DEA A bunch of music-loving federal drug cops get together to play Dead tunes at a local bar and absolutely no one ever goes. Fuck those guys, man: pick a side.

Hep on the Way Phil yelled this the entire ride down the hallway to get his new liver.

Cray Fingers Crayfish have these at the end of their crayhands.

Trucin’ Originally written as a toungue-in-cheek travelogue through various hotspots in the world that the Dead go to and save with the power of love and righteousness, this song was never played live.

Ruckin’ The lyrics are pretty much the same as Truckin’, but there’s a verse about how much fun hiking is and the importance of wearing your pack on your hips.

Tuckin‘ This one’s about that time Hunter walked in on Bobby naked with his dong between his thighs and admiring himself in the mirror.

Proof

Along with the second Citroen pic, commentator and almost certainly not the author of The Basketball Diaries, Jim Carroll sends along this neat diptych–

That is not a diptych: it is two photographs.

–of what seems to be Bobby approving the Terrapin Station album cover art. And remember, kids: when handling original art, always be sure to have an open bottle of wine on the table.

Put Me In, Coach

I just can’t see the man turning a double-play.  Now: sunflower seeds and a good piece of dugout chatter (hey batter, batter) was Garcia’s lifeblood, but he just couldn’t hit the curve.