HALLOWSEVE

Just another bootleg shirt for the upcoming Dead & Co. Halloween shows that will be happening here in sunny Los Angeles, California. The front graphic is a hodgepodge of vintage Halloween ephemera that I collected mixed in with the classically popular "I DID THIS AND/OR WENT HERE AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS fill-in-the-blank adjective SHIRT."

The design on the back "YOUR HALLUCINATIONS ARE MY COSTUME" was taken from a photo of Steve Silberman, shot by Susana Millman (www.mamarazi.com) at a Jerry Garcia Band Halloween concert in Oakland, CA 1992. I was lucky enough to get in contact with Steve and received his blessing to use his "costume" as part of the shirt's design- making this bootleg, ever so slightly more official!

Mr. Silberman has written countless essays and liner notes and even co-authored a book on the Dead, not to mention his co-producer credit on the boxed set So Many Roads (1965-1995) But, he is also an award-winning science writer and blogger for Wired magazine and the Public Library of Science, and author of an award-winning book about the history of autism called NeuroTribes: The Legacy of Austism and the Future of Neurodiversity.

50% of profits will be donated to the Autistic Self Advocacy Network
www.autisticadvocacy.org

2 Color Plastisol print on chest
1 Color Plastisol print on back
on 100% Cotton Black t-shirts
( Most tees are printed on a Port & Company blank with the exception of the size Smalls- they are printed on a Gildan Ultra Cotton )

SPECIAL SIZING NOTE - PLEASE READ!
These shirts are a little on the longer side. I suggest ordering true to size based on your width - not length! So if you are bean-stalked bodied and usually size up to cover your derrière - DON'T! These will have you covered.

I always heard the horror stories growing up about Halloween candy being laced with all sorts of drugs ( and even as a youngster I had thought "now who would go giving away drugs for free to kids?!?"). I'd dutifully return from the spooky suburban pilgrimage and I would immediately empty my harvest in the security of my room looking for any suspiciously wrapped ( or unwrapped and re-wrapped ) candies, needle sized pin holes in the cellophane, or those "homemade" baked confectionaries. Any of the sweets in question were devoured first - swiftly and without trial.

"This guy who was a like sort of a famous freak and ran around the scene in those days. He comes in and he has this big birthday cake, this huge big birthday cake. Ya know' I'm looking thinking ya know that thing has gotta be dosed - i just know this sucker- it's gotta be dosed, and I'm looking at it, and looking at it and looking at it
t it and thinking yeah, I'm sure it's dosed... but IT LOOKS GOOD! ya know it was this big beautiful, beautiful. Ya know so I thought, I'll just take little a little of the frosting here ya know haha I'll just take a little snatch haha so I took this and somebody comes in and says " YEAH WE PUT ABOUT 800 HITS OF ACID IN THAT FROSTING" and I go "OH GODD oh jesuschirst I'm gonna be totally wiped out ya know."