Hang Ten, Daddy-o!
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My favorite vegan! I travelled with my punk band from SF to L.A. to see him play live in the 1980s. Totally worth it. He had an assistant who put fresh picks between Dick’s lips so he could toss a shredded pick into the crowd, snatch a new one from his mouth, & not miss a beat. The picks were monogrammed with his name & the tips were totally melted by the speed of his playing. After the first tune, a couple of hulking surfer dudes came onstage carrying a huge surfboard. They stood it on end, flipped it around, & revealed a cutout containing Dale’s wife Jeannie in a bikini. She popped out & proceeded to lead the gogo dancers in a wild set. It was a fantastic floor show. He was like the James Brown of surf music.
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I’m gonna borrow this for another thread, thanks!
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Brutal.
Just brutal.
Thanks for posting.
Found this, it’s more of the same.
Dale had at least fame and some serious skills and managed to parlay them, more or less, to stay alive.
My mind reels as I imagine what sort of skill set I would have handy to parlay to stay alive, to an age similar to his age, under such health circumstances. Yikes!
Incredible grace under enormous pressures. He will be a teacher to me for the rest of my life, now.
When I listen to Dale’s music, I will listen with a newfound, deeper appreciation.
ETA: added clarifying language about age
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