I took a break from analyzing the Grateful Dead while working on other things, but now it’s time to resume, with a tune that is deeply loved by Deadheads and not of conceivable interest to anyone else.
Terrapin Station is a weirdly disjointed album, reflecting the conflicted motivations behind its creation. After their record label collapsed, the Dead signed with Arista, and both the band and the label wanted to move some units. Clive Davis hired Keith Olsen to produce, in the hope that he would bring some of that Fleetwood Mac magic to the table. However, the band brought in all kinds of odd material: Bobby’s reggae song in 7/4, Phil’s sarcastic parody of slick LA rock, Donna’s first original song ever, and Jerry’s 16-minute orchestral prog-rock suite with impenetrable lyrics. That did not add up to a recipe for heavy radio airplay.