(Editorial note:
I debated whether to post this, for two reasons. First, these are people’s
lives. I will try to stick to the facts. Second, as an aesthetic proposition, obscurity needs to be done in moderation — it isn’t always fun to try to take
in, in looking at a painting or in trying to do a little light reading around
Jerry Garcia’s Musical Life Outside the Grateful Dead. In the end, obviously, I
decided to go with it, on chiaroscuro grounds.)
I debated whether to post this, for two reasons. First, these are people’s
lives. I will try to stick to the facts. Second, as an aesthetic proposition, obscurity needs to be done in moderation — it isn’t always fun to try to take
in, in looking at a painting or in trying to do a little light reading around
Jerry Garcia’s Musical Life Outside the Grateful Dead. In the end, obviously, I
decided to go with it, on chiaroscuro grounds.)
Monday morning
coffee, February 3rd, 1975 Marin IJ, beneath the “Storm Rips Into Bay Area” headline and next to that seventies classic “Ford Sees Some Bad
Times Ahead”, we learn that “Wife Of Guitarist Bob Weir Reported
Shot In Stomach”. Sunday, February
2, Bob and Frankie Weir arrived back in Mill Valley at 5 a.m. after
a Kingfish gig (at the Gold Rush in Walnut Creek), quarreling, and around 6:15 she shot herself in
the stomach, Weir picked the gun up and threw it out the window; she’s off to
the hospital.
coffee, February 3rd, 1975 Marin IJ, beneath the “Storm Rips Into Bay Area” headline and next to that seventies classic “Ford Sees Some Bad
Times Ahead”, we learn that “Wife Of Guitarist Bob Weir Reported
Shot In Stomach”. Sunday, February
2, Bob and Frankie Weir arrived back in Mill Valley at 5 a.m. after
a Kingfish gig (at the Gold Rush in Walnut Creek), quarreling, and around 6:15 she shot herself in
the stomach, Weir picked the gun up and threw it out the window; she’s off to
the hospital.
What a
nightmare for all involved, to say the least. Thankfully, we learn the next day
that Frankie is recovering, a graft of chiar into the oscuro, as there
must be (conditional on not being at the center of a black hole).
nightmare for all involved, to say the least. Thankfully, we learn the next day
that Frankie is recovering, a graft of chiar into the oscuro, as there
must be (conditional on not being at the center of a black hole).
That same
Tuesday morning coffee finds Lenny Hart‘s obituary on the same page.
Leonard, 55, former manager of the Grateful Dead, disappeared Sunday, February 2, after a long bout
with cancer. Funeral is Wednesday, 2 o’clock at the Chapel of the Hills in San
Anselmo, and his body will be put to rest in Mount Tamalpais Cemetery.
Tuesday morning coffee finds Lenny Hart‘s obituary on the same page.
Leonard, 55, former manager of the Grateful Dead, disappeared Sunday, February 2, after a long bout
with cancer. Funeral is Wednesday, 2 o’clock at the Chapel of the Hills in San
Anselmo, and his body will be put to rest in Mount Tamalpais Cemetery.
The curriculum
vitae is worth posting for the record:
vitae is worth posting for the record:
Hart, married
and divorced five times, became the manager of the Grateful Dead in the 1960s
after one of his seven children joined the group. He left the Marin-based rock
group in 1970. In 1970, he went to San Diego, where he studied religion and
became an ordained minister in the Assembly of God Church. After he returned to
Marin, he worked as a part-time instructor in the Mill Valley School District’s
music program. Last semester he taught a class in the education department at
Dominican College in San Rafael. His home was at 10 Bayview Drive, Kentfield.
Hart was born
and reared in New York City. He served with the Marine Corps during World War
II and, after the war, worked in various capacities in the music business.
Astute readers
will be aware that one of the capacities in which Lenny worked the music
business was as convicted felonious thief from, among others, that one of his
seven children. That was right before the God part, which was right before the
(unmentioned) prison time. This is not speaking ill of the Dead. This is
stating facts.
will be aware that one of the capacities in which Lenny worked the music
business was as convicted felonious thief from, among others, that one of his
seven children. That was right before the God part, which was right before the
(unmentioned) prison time. This is not speaking ill of the Dead. This is
stating facts.
Mickey reminds
us of some of the human cost of Lenny’s Perfidy:
us of some of the human cost of Lenny’s Perfidy:
He robbed us
blind.
One night in
1970 some guys came on stage after a show to reclaim Pigpen’s organ. We were
stunned. From our perspective we were doing really well, playing nearly
every night to one or two thousand people. The next day Phil and I went to see
Lenny. Phil asked to see the books. Lenny refused in a suave, bankerly sort of
way and at that instant I knew: he had stolen our money. While we had been
struggling on this incredible adventure in sound sharing, my charrning dad had
been skimming off everything. How much he took, we could never discover.
Lenny went to
jail for it. I couldn’t go anywhere near him or the trial. I didn’t want to
play, didn’t want to go out on the road. Confused, unbalanced, I wanted to flee
and hide, bury my head and cry. I stopped touring with the Grateful Dead in
1971 and went to ground at the Barn (Hart 1990, 144-145).
All of which is
to say, for JGMF purposes, that Sunday,
February 2, 1975 can only have been a pretty shitty day. True, these clouds
cover the Garciaverse less intensely, less ominously than they do, say, Bob
Weir’s and Mickey Hart’s worlds. But perhaps nothing moves faster through
strong-tie social networks such as these than the deathly things. And there
were no ties, in the Garciaverse, stronger than the Dead ties. It’s remarkable
to reflect on how close these men were, forged together musically by the shared
experience of playing together before a crowd while high on LSD, but also
across all the other sinews that bind business partners, collaborators,
friends, and loved ones together.
to say, for JGMF purposes, that Sunday,
February 2, 1975 can only have been a pretty shitty day. True, these clouds
cover the Garciaverse less intensely, less ominously than they do, say, Bob
Weir’s and Mickey Hart’s worlds. But perhaps nothing moves faster through
strong-tie social networks such as these than the deathly things. And there
were no ties, in the Garciaverse, stronger than the Dead ties. It’s remarkable
to reflect on how close these men were, forged together musically by the shared
experience of playing together before a crowd while high on LSD, but also
across all the other sinews that bind business partners, collaborators,
friends, and loved ones together.
Bob and Jerry
were like junior and elder brothers, and they spent lots of time together even
during the Dead’s touring hiatus. Over the course of February 1-2, Jerry did some jamming and recording with Bill Cutler and the band Heroes, which would appear in 2008 on a record called Crossing The Line (Magnatude,
2008).
were like junior and elder brothers, and they spent lots of time together even
during the Dead’s touring hiatus. Over the course of February 1-2, Jerry did some jamming and recording with Bill Cutler and the band Heroes, which would appear in 2008 on a record called Crossing The Line (Magnatude,
2008).
At point, I thought those sessions might have happened at Mickey’s place. They didn’t, but here’s my picture from the entry gate to what was once Hart’s Barn from sometime in the 21st century:
Jerry and Mickey spent lots of time together at Hart’s Barn in Novato during this period (see the Arnold references below), the former working and Mickey, the
“ostensible host … allowed to live unhindered with [his] pain” (Hart
1990, 145). Just a few days before Lenny’s death, Jerry spent January 27-29, there producing the Good Old Boys’ Pistol Packin’ Mama (Round Records RX-109,
March 1976), probably picking a few tunes uncredited. These men were in the flow of each other’s daily lives.
“ostensible host … allowed to live unhindered with [his] pain” (Hart
1990, 145). Just a few days before Lenny’s death, Jerry spent January 27-29, there producing the Good Old Boys’ Pistol Packin’ Mama (Round Records RX-109,
March 1976), probably picking a few tunes uncredited. These men were in the flow of each other’s daily lives.
I try to keep a
sharp focus on Garcia’s Musical Life Outside the Grateful Dead, as the subtitle
has it. But the surroundings define the shadings, like the customs house in Caravaggio‘s The Calling of Saint Matthew; the pieces of our lives “bleed
together” in artistic and more literally sanguinous senses. Did these
events affect Jerry Garcia? Surely, they did, though I can’t say how. There’s
no passing unscathed through these kinds of storms, though, even toward the
outer edges. Having brothers in pain, confronting the shit that a turbulent
storm can lay bare as it strips away the silty protections of temporal distance
(and the psychological armoring and good, old-fashioned capacities-to-forget
that unfold across it), whether these be memories of Lenny’s Perfidy or anything
else, these things getting kicked up always matter, bedding back down onto a
new floor, a course altered, if imperceptibly.
sharp focus on Garcia’s Musical Life Outside the Grateful Dead, as the subtitle
has it. But the surroundings define the shadings, like the customs house in Caravaggio‘s The Calling of Saint Matthew; the pieces of our lives “bleed
together” in artistic and more literally sanguinous senses. Did these
events affect Jerry Garcia? Surely, they did, though I can’t say how. There’s
no passing unscathed through these kinds of storms, though, even toward the
outer edges. Having brothers in pain, confronting the shit that a turbulent
storm can lay bare as it strips away the silty protections of temporal distance
(and the psychological armoring and good, old-fashioned capacities-to-forget
that unfold across it), whether these be memories of Lenny’s Perfidy or anything
else, these things getting kicked up always matter, bedding back down onto a
new floor, a course altered, if imperceptibly.
(Some things,
of course, never change. The February 6 IJ
runs a rather ignominious piece in the day’s obituaries, again under the deceased’s name:
“Leonard
B. Hart, onetime Grateful Dead rock group manager, was not an ordained minister
of the Assembly of God church, according to Rev. Reuben J. Sequeira, pastor of
the Assembly of God in San Rafael. … Sequeira said he checked with the national
headquarters of the Assemblies of God and learned the office has no record of
Hart ever being ordained with the church.”)
of course, never change. The February 6 IJ
runs a rather ignominious piece in the day’s obituaries, again under the deceased’s name:
“Leonard
B. Hart, onetime Grateful Dead rock group manager, was not an ordained minister
of the Assembly of God church, according to Rev. Reuben J. Sequeira, pastor of
the Assembly of God in San Rafael. … Sequeira said he checked with the national
headquarters of the Assemblies of God and learned the office has no record of
Hart ever being ordained with the church.”)
REFERENCES:
! ref: “Obituaries:
Leonard Hart,” Independent Journal
(San Rafael, CA), February 4, 1975, p. 4.
Leonard Hart,” Independent Journal
(San Rafael, CA), February 4, 1975, p. 4.
! ref: “Obituaries:
Leonard Hart,” Independent Journal
(San Rafael, CA), February 6, 1975, p. 4.
Leonard Hart,” Independent Journal
(San Rafael, CA), February 6, 1975, p. 4.
! ref:
“Frankie Weir Is Recovering,” Independent
Journal (San Rafael, CA), February 4, 1975, p. 4.
“Frankie Weir Is Recovering,” Independent
Journal (San Rafael, CA), February 4, 1975, p. 4.
! ref: “Wife of
Guitarist Bob Weir Reported Shot In Stomach,” Independent Journal (San Rafael, CA), February 3, 1975, p. 1.
Guitarist Bob Weir Reported Shot In Stomach,” Independent Journal (San Rafael, CA), February 3, 1975, p. 1.
! ref: Arnold 20110115. Grateful Dead Solo Album Contracts, 1970-73. Lost Live Dead,
January 15, 2011, URL
http://lostlivedead.blogspot.com/2011/01/grateful-dead-solo-album-contracts-1970.html,
consulted 1/24/2014.
January 15, 2011, URL
http://lostlivedead.blogspot.com/2011/01/grateful-dead-solo-album-contracts-1970.html,
consulted 1/24/2014.
! ref: Arnold 20120824. Album Projects Recorded at Mickey Hart’s Barn, Novato, CA 1971-76.
Hooterollin’ Around, August 24, 2012, URL http://hooterollin.blogspot.com/2012/08/album-projects-recorded-at-mickey-harts.html,
consulted 1/24/2014.
Hooterollin’ Around, August 24, 2012, URL http://hooterollin.blogspot.com/2012/08/album-projects-recorded-at-mickey-harts.html,
consulted 1/24/2014.
! ref: Hart,
Mickey, with Jay Stevens. 1990. Drumming
at the Edge of Magic: A Journey Into the Spirit of Percussion. New York:
HarperCollins.
Mickey, with Jay Stevens. 1990. Drumming
at the Edge of Magic: A Journey Into the Spirit of Percussion. New York:
HarperCollins.
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