To make music for dancers like these is the rarest honor - to be coresponsible for what really is the dance of the cosmos. If, as some savants or consciousness suggest, we are actually agreeing to create, from moment to moment, everything we perceive as real, then it stands to reason that we're also responsible for keeping it going in some harmonious manner. The fervent belief we shared then, and that perseveres today, is that the energy liberated by this combination of music and ecstatic dancing is somehow making the world better, or at least holding the line against the depredations of entropy and ignorance.
Phil Lesh, Searching For The Sound: My Life With the Grateful Dead (New York, Boston: Little, Brown and Co., 2005), 69.
And the kids (and old farts) dance and shake their bones.......
Peter (and RIP Vince Welnick, 4 years today)