I don't want to steer you wrong. First of all, I am not a Giants fan. I can't stand that bay area team, and like all true blue fans I want to beat them unmercifully every time we play them. On the other hand, I am extremely envious of an event they have planned for their fans.
I know, I know... Jerry Garcia, the Grateful Dead and that brand of hippy jam band instrumental freak-out is really a thing of the past. Sure, the sound had a wonderful resurgence in popularity in the 90's when bands like Phish, Blues Traveler, String Cheese Incident and Widespread Panic became big, but for this man with a touch of grey I hardly noticed (except for Phish- they were great live).
Now, I am reminded of how wonderful it once was to be young and care free. When I would travel many miles to see a concert and made an annual ritual out of going to the Grateful Dead shows in Las Vegas- which happened to always coincide with the weekend before finals week in college. The Giants, in a little over a week, are having a Jerry Garcia Tribute Night and I am jealous, envious and beside myself. I stare at the picture above and find myself wanting it- a ceramic bouncing head masterpiece.
Why, oh why, did they put him in a Giants jacket?.... dammit!