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I gotta be me.
I don't know how I survived before couch tour.
Documentarians, like journalists, rarely understand either their subject or their audience. At this point the only people keft that actually give a shit about Frank is other guitarists. Hopefully Bill S. Preston, Esq. is the guitarist we need him to be in order to do what we, the guitar-playing hoi polloi, need.
I am very optimistic about this, and very excited
I am optimistic that you will be proven wrong.
I get it. I'm getting it!
And the full video from that show if you just want to get your Sunday morning groove on:
They were neither copying nor trying to replace The Dead. They were certainly fans and, like all fans, incorporated something of their idols into their sound, but it was a mere touch. If you think that, that's all within you. Sucks to be so full of hate and misunderstanding of the world. You've missed beauty because of your sycophantic blindness.
I hope you’re right.
Some people are so easily and readily ignorable
They never tried to. That was not their goal. The absurd comparisons are generated by music critics, journalists and other people paid by the word to stir up the pot. You give deadheads a bad name by regurgitating their bilious bullshit.
