The other night, I was watching a Grateful Dead tribute band. They really seem to have it figured out. They live in a van. They play music constantly. They do drugs a lot. They live simply. they seem happy.
I feel like such a square. I might as well add a jacket to this tie and listen to some Huey Lewis.
What are your thoughts?
BTW, if you are a hippie, tell me if you still experience normal people problems.
guitarslinger21 wrote:They really seem to have it figured out. They live in a van. They play music constantly. They do drugs a lot. They live simply. they seem happy.
guitarslinger21 wrote:They really seem to have it figured out. They live in a van. They play music constantly. They do drugs a lot. They live simply. they seem happy.
guitarslinger21 wrote:They really seem to have it figured out. They live in a van. They play music constantly. They do drugs a lot. They live simply. they seem happy.
You don't need to be in a jam band to do this.
This.
But also, fuck hippies.
Seriously.
WWPD?
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guitarslinger21 wrote:They really seem to have it figured out. They live in a van. They play music constantly. They do drugs a lot. They live simply. they seem happy.
You don't need to be in a jam band to do this.
This.
But also, fuck hippies.
Seriously.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Louy7zH9guw
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