I’ve been enjoying listening to Phil Lesh’s 70th birthday party. It’s an amazing show – over four hours of 24bit delight. But it got me thinking – Phil is actually 70! And still able to play such a monster show. He sure doesn’t seem 70, not like my own parents were at 70. I suppose the music keeps him young – Karl Boehm and Otto Klemperer kept it up till a very advanced age. Yet the reality is, he is 70. And it makes me realize that being able to share this music is a precious gift - and it won’t keep happening forever. I remember when my wife bugged me about going to so me Grateful Dead concerts and I said I knew it wouldn’t last, and it certainly didn’t. Though it was sad how Jerry faded out. In that sense it’s wonderful to see Phil and Bobby having more fun than ever in Furthur. Bobby in particular seems to have woken up of late. Along similar lines Steven Stills seems to have found new enthusiasm and voice, at least listening to his latest show in Anaheim. So the music goes on. But as the saying goes, carpe diem…




