The Wheel is Turning and Nothingâs Gonna Bring Him Back
- Bobby Weir Incidentâs hat tip to Phil Lesh is SCIâs fare thee well to Weir
The wheel is turning and so it comes to pass that the Bobby Weir Incidentâs farewell to Phil Lesh is now String Cheese Incidentâs fare thee well to Weir.
It comes in the form of âStanding on the Moonâ as performed Oct. 27, 2024, in the wake of Leshâs death. Before taking the stage, Weir told SCI: âWell boys, letâs ring the bells for Phil.â
Now, a âdeeply saddenedâ SCI rings the bells for Weir, who died Jan. 10, with a pro-shot video from the gig.
âBobby was a gem of a human and a true original as a musician,â SCI said in a statement. âHe changed the course of music and his legacy will live on forever. We will continue to ring those bells loud and proud for him.â
The end of Weirâs long strange trip is, in a way, the end of Sound Bitesâ as well. The blogâs days of seeing Grateful Dead members on stage - 2020, in the year of the pandemic was the first since 1985 that had not happened - are likely over as Bill Kreutzmann is semi-retired; Mickey Hart is left without a band at the moment; Tom Constanten is ill with cancer; and Bruce Hornsby, despite his important contributions to the Dead, doesnât really count.
From 1985 in Ohio to 2025 in London, Weir was the musician Sound Bites saw on stage more than any other; Lesh a close second.
Pre-Sound Bites, as a reporter for The (Canton, Ohio) Repository, I was also fortunate to interview Weir, an experience Iâve always treasured (I still have the tape) and will continue to treasure in the same way I do the evenings we were in the same room - him on stage, me in the audience.
Over the 40 years of those evenings, Weir morphed from a youthful, clean-shaven rock star who favored Izod golf shirts, Madonna Ts and pink guitars to a grizzled, grey-bearded elder statesman in capri pants or ponchos who preferred clangy guitar tones and was as often playing in a stripped-down trio format or fronting an orchestra as he was playing Grateful Dead songs in a standard rock ânâ roll format.
As Robert Hunter once said, via Lesh: Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there.