Happy Birthday Bob Weir
Robert Hall Parber was born October 16, 1947 in San Francisco, California! Who!? Yes his real name is Robert Hall Parber. The Parber’s gave up the boy for adoption and he was adopted and raised by The Weir’s.
At the age of 13, little Bobby took up the guitar, trumpet, piano and flugelhorn. He had trouble in school because of undiagnosed dumbness and he was expelled from nearly every school he attended. It was at one of these schools that he met future Grateful Dead lyricist, Robert Hunter.
The Warlocks
The Grateful Dead started as ‘The Warlocks’ and were a jug band. Wtf is a jug band you may ask? Well exactly as it sounds, the musicians use jugs, washboards, spoons and other such nonsense. And yes, it is as horrible as it sounds.
The Grateful Dead burst onto the scene during The Summer of Love in 1967. They all lived together in a house in the Haight Ashbury section of San Francisco, took LSD every day, pulled lice off each other and got a lot of sexually transmitted diseases. Bob Weir once stated that one weekend in 1968, he got the clap 27 times.
The band gradually got away from the psychedelic experimentation nonsense of their earlier albums and evolved towards Jerry Garcia and Robert Hunter’s Americana-styled song craft. “Workingman’s Dead” & “American Beauty” solidified the band’s place as one of the greatest bands of all time. Dirty hippies followed the band all over the world and were known as DeadHeads. The Dead invented the Jam Band genre.
The Ghost of Jerry
After Jerry Garcia died in 1995, The Dead was reformed in many different variations and Bob has had 72 solo projects. The ultimate kick in the giblets however, was when sappy pop star John Mayer was invited to replace Jerry Garcia. It is said that the ghost of Garcia still haunts Weir nightly because he is so pissed over this abomination. Bob Weir is a legend and is one of the very few people left alive that was at Monterey Pop, Woodstock & Altamont.
The free loving hippie has a net worth of $60 million. In his spare time Bob enjoys sweating to the oldies and abortions. Cheers Bobby!
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