And the highlight of that highlight of my life was singing the final encore, just Bob and us on the stage proscenium, a capella - “Attics of My Life.” OK, it was for Bob Weir and the Marin Philharmonic, and I was one of ten or so singers, but still. (I’ll consider requests for particular songs-just private message me!)Ī couple of years ago, I lucked into a musical opportunity that will probably never come my way again: I got to sing back-up harmonies for Bob Weir.
Therefore, the best part, I would hope, would not be anything in particular that I might have to say, but rather, the conversation that may happen via the comments over the course of time-and since all the posts will stay up, you can feel free to weigh in any time on any of the songs! With Grateful Dead lyrics, there’s always a new and different take on what they bring up for each listener, it seems. Here’s the plan-each week, I will blog about a different song, focusing, usually, on the lyrics, but also on some other aspects of the song, including its overall impact-a truly subjective thing.