It was an accident, really.
But at some point long ago, somewhere in San Francisco, we were joking, (at least I thought we were). Dave said he’d been offered a standing gig in a club there,like one Monday a month. And that if I was game, he’d call me and we’d put together a set. …And we had to play Grateful Dead’s “Truckin’”….Dave had covered Garcia’s “Loser,” and I spent a few years playing it with Cracker, so I wasn’t sure if it was a joke. Musicians are poker players and storytellers anyway,and we’re all, at best, unreliable narrators.
I left Dave that night thinking, “Yeah, I could play some Grateful Dead with Alvin…”But I was probably drunk, maybe high, maybe both… I think it was during a kind of weird part of my life when this conversation occurred, and in the blur of the evening I was slightly confused if it really happened at all.
That said, in 2018, I wound up back in southern California. I ran into Dave somewhere in LA and he asked what I was up to. I said I was going off to a free improv gig, and Dave said, “yeah, we should get together and improv sometime.” I think that part is accurate, although maybe it’s not?
So I thought, OK, well fuck it. I’m calling the best players I know for this kind of thing.I’m calling Immy (David Immergluck), who I’ve been in bands with for 30 years. The guy who scared John Hiatt with a delay pedal. The guy who tries to sneakin Michael Karoli licks into Counting Crows gigs. The guy who I’ve recorded a 15-minute one note song with in Monks of Doom. The guy who’s been trying to sell me on the Grateful Dead live ’77 tour since 1986…
– Victor Krummenacher