pretty cool, someone has lotsa free time. lol, prob a member here http://www.popspotsnyc.com/workingmans_dead/
Interesting story and research. I wish there was a book about the SF bay area with all the rock landmarks.
That's New York City's own Bob Egan, who has no more free time than any of the rest of us. He just knows how to use it more constructively. As you can see from looking at Bob's popspots website, he has managed to discover the exact location of some classic album cover photos, including Another Side Of Bob Dylan, Highway 61 Revisited and After the Goldrush.
Great article and great website. Had the same thought about Hunters Point......must've been slightly safer back then.
So cool! I'm embarrassed to admit but I never even realized that was the Grateful Dead on the album cover... not sure why I thought it'd be random people, the photo just looked so "old timey" I thought it was some photo they dug out of some archives from the 1860s. In my defense, I've only ever owned this title on CD.
awesome; toward the end I found myself about 4 inches from the screen completely lost in the story and quite nearly living in the photos! post-of-the-week, hands down/katie
Yes, he does great research and has an excellent web site. He should fix the place where he refers to the drummer as "Jim Kreurtzmann"!
Its amazing as detail oriented as he is, that he ****s up the year twice in the article. Crediting the album to 1971 and then in the close 1968. Otherwise staggering as always.
Phil commented that most of them looked like they were posing, but Hunter and Garcia actually looked like they belonged there!
I remember backmin the 60's, instead of all the dangerous areas with street gangs, and The Latin Eagles, etc., the bad part of ton was"Skid Row" in every city. That's where the guys slept on the street and begged You for nickels. We, being white kids from the farm towns, were told to stay away from anything that said Harlem, and whatever we did, stay out of the South Side, where Obama lives.We had no idea what was there, but we were told to just, stay away from Harlem. My Dad drove us past "Skid Row" in Chicago to make point about keeping Your job. We got mugged in The Field Museum on our eighth grade trip, so in reality Farm Kids should have just stayed on the farm. Those tough black kids just looked for school buses, and cornered us in the side rooms with all of the really interesting stuff. We were out of our league by miles, but I did have my three dollars spending money in my shoe, so I fooled 'em. Now, my best friend is an African American, and I love him to death. We were as clueless as our parents. I think that's where we got the bad advice.
Not a Deadhead per se, but this was one FINE piece of research by a cool cast of characters. Great read!