Bob Weir: Bombs Away

When I was young and in the early stages of the rituals that accompany fandom of the Grateful Dead - filling blank tdk's with live recordings from Avalon Ballroom or Barton Hall or Anchorage, memorizing the time line of keyboardists, learning to turn my nose up at studio recordings, etc, etc - I got two albums that I assumed, because they seemed to be unknown, were woefully overlooked and were bound to contain hidden depths. And so I bought two cassettes in quite quick succession - The first was Ned Lagin's (helped out by Phil Lesh, Jerry Garcia, David Crosby) Seastones, a tape I had read 'helped plants grow.' I assumed it was psychedelic, organic, mood music. Instead I recall - and Mike can vouch for this - an electronic nightmare. Undeterred, I followed that up with Bob Weir's 1978 Heaven Help the Fool , containing the above track, which opens the album. And I knew, at the sound of that synthesizer, that there weren't to be any hidden depths on this one.

Enjoy!