Earlier this year I discovered the music of Billy Strings, and through the magic of YouTube's algorithms, I subsequently found Molly Tuttle.
Because my car up and died shortly after moving to the Pacific Northwest, I'd ride my bike to and from work, which generally meant a commute home around one o'clock in the morning. On the ride, Berman's musical vehicle, The Silver Jews, would keep me company in my headphones.
He was going to hustle back to the truck, but as the band launched into "Morning Dew," the Wizard decided to stay on stage and in the moment. He describes Garcia as having tears in his eyes during the song's solo. Powerful moment. Magic.