and so on this friday the 13th , in the glorious month of july, beside a cool ocean breeze and beneath the watchful gaze of a bazillion stars, the Circus comes to town......on the shores of good ol Brooklyn and the isle of Coney... Misters Weir, Lesh and Kadlecik try not revive the songs of the past, but rather to keep the eternal freight train rumbling through the darkness.....she may have idled, but she's never stopped ...this phenomenom we call the Grateful Dead....this way of life.
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