There are a great number of important musical birthdays at this time of year. Recently, The Daily Music Break posted on Junior Kimbrough and Ramblin’ Jack Elliott. Others include Tony Bennett, Chuck D, Robert Cray, Francis Scott Key, Jim Capaldi and others.
Another early August birthday celebrant is Jerry Garcia, who would have turned 75 on Tuesday. Many people know far more about him than I do, though the Grateful Dead is my favorite rock and roll band. In addition to loving their music — and, in particular, Garcia’s voice and Robert Hunter’s brilliant lyrics — I like neat coincidences. The genesis of the band’s name is almost too good to be true.
My knowledge pales in comparison to millions of people. Deadheads of course are the brunt of endless teasing. There is another side to the story. Check out the respect and affection shown by Branford Marsalis, who played extensively with the band. The clip is set to start at that part of the discussion, but the entire interview is great.
Here’s what I can add: A bit about Garcia’s upbringing. Garcia’s paternal ancestors, according to Wikipedia, were from Galicia in northwest Spain. His material heritage is Irish and Swedish. He was born in San Francisco on August 1, 1942 to Jose Ramon “Joe” Garcia and Ruth Marie “Bobbie” Garcia (nee Clifford). In another too good to be true irony – but this one certainly is – Jerry was named for composer Jerome Kern. That is a wonderful link between musical generations.
Joe Garcia died less than a year after the accident. That forced Bobbie to take over his stake in a bar. She eventually bought out his partner and became was so busy that young Jerry spent five years living with her parents. That is where his musical talent blossomed.
The profile goes on from there to trace the part of the story with which more people are familiar. It is very detailed and well written. The Daily Music Break has posted on Garcia and The Grateful Dead here, here, here and perhaps elsewhere. We’ve also posted on Joe Russo’s Almost Dead, a tribute band that is so good that Bobby Weir once sat in with them.