Author Archives: George Hill

Those fine follks at

Posted by on March 28, 2016


They had a little blurb in their newsletter about us…how ’bout that!

I’ve cut it with my sharpest virtual scissors  and pasted it with a copious amout of Elmer’s finest… , right down there  vvv



Happy birthday to the Sunshine Daydreamers, who just celebrated the first anniversary of their merry band. It all started last year with Fare Thee Well, but summer’s
coming and the road goes on. Check in with the folks.


how ’bout that!

HaPpY bIrThDaY tO yOu

Posted by on January 16, 2016

HaPpY bIrThDaY tO yOunice gdFTW

Happy happy birthday to us all, as it was 365 days ago today, that our world got collectively better when Trixie Garcia announced something special. This very site says: Jerry Garcia’s daughter Trixie Garcia announced the shows in an exclusive interview. You can check out her announcement here:

As Wikipedia states, “The three shows in Chicago were initially announced on January 16, 2015 as the only three Fare Thee Well performances. Tickets were first made available through the Grateful Dead’s GDSTOO mail order system. Deadheads mailed in more than 60,000 envelopes, requesting a total of more than 360,000 tickets.” And then there was the wheel to end all wheels…and then magic happened…which lasted all they way through the end of the year.

So thank you all who played a part in putting this all together. It has been a marvelous year, and we are fortunate enough to have more to look forward to. Put on your party hats, have a bit of cake and give a loved one or yourself a twirl. Stop a stranger just to shake their hand. Smile on one-another…one more thing, “Be Kind.”

“They aren’t the best at what they do, they are the only ones that Do What They Do.”

…and we are all better off for that.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Thanksgiving

Posted by on November 27, 2015

Happy Daydreaming Thanksgiving

Happy Daydreaming Thanksgiving

We think back over the year and remember the highlights…each and everyone of you as well as a host of others played a part…and I am very thankful it all happened.

As the touring, sharing, singing, dancing, hugs, laughter, music and smiles continue, I’ll hold close to my heart those memories you helped create  four score and a few days ago.

Live strong, stay safe, and remember the songs…for the music is the quilt and  the love knits it all together.

Thankful for daydreamers everywhere…peace and love to all!


He Must be Famous

Posted by on August 9, 2015

Jerry made it to the cover of the Rolling Stones…many many times.

In Issue 148, 11/22/73, he looked like this:DSCN1882[1]

..not very charitable, but they also gave him the centerfold:


He must have been famous, right? A good kind of famous, though: one which doesn’t put on airs or act like a star. One who is approachable and smiling.

Jerry was in love with the universe. It showed in his life, his creativity, his far-reaching  presence. Always that smile…


He musta been famous.

For me, reflections are colored with the realities of the times. It seems he was always there, because the music was always there. Does that make sense? It seems like even in the quiet time you could hear a riff or hear his voice. He wasn’t a stranger, or a public figure, or some big rock star…he was Jerry.

From the first notes in ’72, as a broke hippie hearing him at that free outside show in Nashville, to the last ones in 1994 Jerry smiled thru the love and pain. I never saw him any other way. Even the shows where he was “off”, for some reason came across as wonderful lifetime experiences and all I remember was that  we all had a real good time…except that one night in SF,  and recollections are hazy and my own memories fuzzy…

I Had the good fortune to hang around the JGB in the late 80’s and for some reason had a JGB all-access employee pass for 1989 which seemed to slide me into any show no questions asked when I wasn’t “working”. The guy who stood there in front didn’t seem to be in charge, he just seemed to be  kind the ringleader by default. It was a family…

Jerry’s 1991 show in Squaw Valley with Grisman and that banjo wizard Bela Fleck left an imprint in my mind, as we rode gondolas up the hill w Everything!


Not sure when this was taken, but the hairdo says hair-don’t…


He musta been famous, right?


For me, he could make the guitar sing. And when that crazy synthesizer stuff became popular, he would play and trumpets or flutes would tally forth. What a kick he musta got out of that!

He musta been famous, but he had his battles…


And we know how that ended…


…twenty years ago today…

All the deadheads in Tanzania lined up at the post office in November of ’95…not to buy Money Orders tho…


Was he famous? Yes…Did he care? No, me thinks not. And that is rare…

Thank you Jerry. Your music was simply part of the thread that held all of our quilts and blankeys and lives together…always was, always will.

He was Jerry.

…we love you, we miss you, we will never forget you…and the music will live on forever.




Forever Grateful

Posted by on July 26, 2015

Well Said

Well Said

Queueing up early like good little deadheads...

Queueing up early like good little deadheads…

Let's see...this is civilized...where shall we park it...

Let’s see…this is civilized…where shall we park it…

Helps to have a cape at times...

Helps to have a cape at times…

Sporting a mighty fine hat...

Sporting a mighty fine hat…

A trio I'd go anywhere with...

A trio I’d go anywhere with…

You aren't alone, Brother, we all felt that way during those special moments that tugged at our hearts..

You aren’t alone, Brother, we all felt that way during those special moments that tugged at our hearts..

Sir Oat Jeff bringing in supplies...

Sir Oat Jeff bringing in supplies…

Dude...nice Tux!

Dude…nice Tux!

This one gets me back onto the floor, right?

This one gets me back onto the floor, right?

Bike Chef Jose' and Son David are in Da House!

Bike Chef Jose’ and Son David are in Da House!

Fine view...and sound is perfect...roll the tape!

Fine view…and sound is perfect…roll the tape!

Yes Indeed...this is what we waited for...

Yes Indeed…this is what we waited for…

Right On, Dude!

Right On, Dude!

...and this is why...

…and this is why…

Happy three week Sunday show anniversary, everyone!


A Few Pic-A-Nic Snapshots

Posted by on July 25, 2015

Twas one score + one day ago, just 21 revolutions, somewhere around 500 hours just past, when we were looking around for something to do…and found ourselves catty corner from the park. Looking back, and guess what happened…


buncha strangers all wearing like outfits started appearing as if directed by electronic impulses…and nary a tin-foil hat to be seen..

Luckily, they were found to be friendly and seemed easily bribed into staying for a bit…


All proceeded to make themselves at home


Somehow, sitting on the lush grass under the spreading oak crown canopy made visiting that much more enjoyable


And families grew


Old friends chatted in person for perhaps the first time



Getting chummy, as it should be

Goodies galore


Excuse me, is that a Jerry you’re wearing?


Hi Kristine!DSCN1591[1]

Ahh, the life…500 some odd hours ago



Thanks for the memories..


All in all, everyone who  attended seemed to have a grand time…and as the afternoon hours danced away, we had to say bye bye, only to convene later that afternoon and evening for another spectacular show.


The Family



The Shows and All

Posted by on July 18, 2015

So by a quick check of the intergalactic time clock, the Boys were just rolling into their first songs, two weeks ago right now. Jeff and Pam were the advance guard and scored our evening’s home turf. Day 1, hump day in the 5 shows, was looking mighty fine.

Da Boys

Da Boys

Perfect first song, Box of Rain, as that was the last song they played at this very same spot in 1995.

Yup, let Phil Sing!

Yup, let Phil Sing!


He likes to sing

Sure feels good!

Sure feels good!

Our illustrious Tshirt designer and his better half, Jeff and Pam, liked it too…

Jeff and Pam, pretening to be having fun...great acting, huh!

Jeff and Pam, pretending to be having fun…great acting, huh!

Then Bobby got into Jack Straw…

Nice, very nice...

Nice, very nice…

And we had a visitor

'scuse me, sir, is that my brother you're wearing?

‘scuse me, sir, is that my brother you’re wearing?


So the evenings festivities had started…actually, they had started much earlier…this was the Show, tho, and we all wanted to be at the Show. Earlier, many of us met for the first time, and as we all gathered here and there and had the promise of a Saturday picnic, all was well…hectic, but well. We  went our separate ways to gather at the focal point of Soldier Field, eager to hear this wonderful group of musicians gathered before us.


Then Trey had his first bow, in Bertha and he seemed aok…and the band did play well…

Lights and more lights...nice...

Lights and more lights…nice…

nice lights and video effects...

nice lights and video effects…

swirls and rays and spots, oh my!

swirls and rays and spots, oh my…let’s lead into drums…

Kindred Spirits showing us the way...

Kindred Spirits showing us the way…


And the beam…

13 Bass Piano strings allegedly tuned to the Key of D, but set at a different frequency each night...

13 Bass Piano strings allegedly tuned to the Key of D, but set at a different frequency each night…

The circle of lights was intense..DSCN1513[1]


As the band played on…

We knew we were in for a treat...

We knew we were in for a treat…


And this was just day one…my, my my…

Closing out Day 1...

Closing out Day 1..

So anyhow, we took a left turn and afterwards, instead of finding ourselves on the south side of things , ended up in a mass of humanity all bunched together on the North side of things, and we happily danced and sang our way back to our hotel stopping at the Grateful Ball, very satisfied campers and camperettes…what a gift Day 1 had been!