The Music Never Stopped Page #5
You know, I don't think about
how old I am or what year it is.
Yeah?
Well, that's kind of an important question.
That's the thing.
Oan you tell me who the president is?
Lyndon...
the one who was shot.
Ronald...
McDonald.
What? Wrong clown?
Yeah.
Okay.
Let's try something else.
Must have it.
Will this work?
Uncle John's Band?
It's a good song.
Ah, God. No one spaces me out
like the Dead does.
What a group.
You know, I... I almost saw them once.
Oh? What happened?
Oh...
We didn't make it.
Want to tell me about it?
Well, my dad didn't want us to go.
He wanted me to go to college night.
Sorry.
Dinner is at 7:
00.Yeah, every night
since the birth of Ohrist.
Let's just enjoy our dinner.
I said I was sorry. I'm sorry.
It's far out, Mom.
Thanks.
Something wrong with the meat?
Well, I mean, aside from the fact
that it was once
an innocent, breathing,
minding-his-own-business creature
of Mother Nature
herded into
a cramped slaughterhouse,
decapitated, eviscerated, packed
and shipped off to the A&P
so we could adorn our stroganoff,
no, there's nothing wrong
with the meat.
Lord, I can't wait
until you put that mind
to something useful in college.
Do you remember college?
It's the place that's gonna educate my boy
and pack him up and ship him back
so he can adorn his life
with a wife and family, a decentjob.
Yeah, I know what college is, Dad.
I'm just not sure it's my bag.
What is your bag, Gabriel?
I want to go to the Village
and play music.
Son, if you don't go to college,
the only village you'll see
will have thatched roofs
and no plumbing,
so you have until Wednesday
at college night
to make it your bag.
I can't go.
The Dead is playing
at Stonybrook that night.
This is not a negotiation.
You will not miss college night,
especially to see some band
called the Dead.
It's the Grateful Dead, Dad.
It's the Grateful Dead.
Oh. Well, then they'll be grateful
you're choosing a college
instead of wasting your time
at their drug convention.
The music department
to performance classes.
There's an emphasis on developing
each student's performance
and listening skills.
Gabriel?
Do you have any questions?
Uh, yeah.
Um, where's the Princeton booth?
The other side, next to Brown.
Groovy.
Dad, I'm gonna go explore.
Sugar magnolia...
Oome on! Get in!
Gabe, move! Move it!
Well, caught up in sunshine
Come on out singing
I'll walk you in the sunshine
Come on, honey,
and come along with me
We'll get tickets next time, man.
He can handle anything.
I'm cool, man.
Nam don't worry me.
All right?
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