I am a big Grateful Dead fan. I started listening to their music when I was twelve years old, and saw my first show at the age of sixteen. Even then I knew I had missed their best and most exciting years, but was eager for whatever I could get. When they were first starting out, they were the house band for the series of acid tests, and I love hearing the stories from those days. I wish I could have been there. Of course, I conducted my own personal acid tests in my early twenties, and the Grateful Dead were always a part of those as well, whether playing on my stereo or in person. And while I was living in Oregon, I met several of the Pranksters, including Kesey and Babbs, and even saw them perform a play they had written. Still, it must have been something to have taken part in those early experiments, where everything was new and exciting, and the Dead were just one element of the party. I walked about the grounds of The Onion for a brief time, but did not go inside. Here are a few photos:
The Onion is located at 9550 Haskell Ave. in North Hills, California.