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GRATEFUL DEAD SHOW OFF NEW BODIES
Their heads are something else again...
January 1, 1974


There are over one million Dead Heads and your numbers keep increasing every day... from THE DEAD HEAD NEWSLETTER, mailed out to all those who responded to a mailing address printed on the jacket of Grateful Dead.
Three frazzled red-freak winos spill out of a battered van parked outside the Universal City Amphitheatre and pause on the long trek to the entrance to piss away their Ripple on a shiny Nova. The sharp sound of three forceful gushes harmonizing against the side of the compact can be heard from some distance.