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My son has become a Deadhead, and it has been along strange trip. For years he was a fan of I guess what you call mainstream jazz - Oscar Peterson, The President, etc. Then it was New Orleans jazz, and he traveled the country with his video cameras memorializing the genre. Now it’s dancing bears and 13 points. I’ve been out to bars with him where there was no reason to believe another Deadhead would be there, but if there was (and there often was) they would find each other. It’s uncanny.
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