As some of you may be aware, the Grateful Dead had more keyboard players than Spinal Tap had drummers. As Bob Weir said, “That piano bench is something of a hotseat.” He also asked Vince Welnick, the last person to play keyboards with the band, if his insurance was current - that Weir, ever the kidder.
The question, for those of you who have an opinion, is - which of the keyboard players did you prefer? Why? I’ve left Pigpen, TC, and Bruce Hornsby off the list because Pigpen, while credited as playing the organ on a few tracks was really much more the vocalist; TC, while having a tremendous influence on the band’s direction at the time, only played with the band for a little over a year before moving on, and Bruce Hornsby was more of an extra added attraction than a full time member. Ned Lagin, Merle Saunders, and Melvin Seals have also all played with the band in various combinations, but have never been core members of the ensemble.
Keith Godchaux In the early years of his tenure with the band, Keith was a wonderful player. He could play a variety of styles and, at least during the time that the band had only one drummer, added a nice percussive touch. Light and spare when the music called for light and spare, loud and pounding when the band shifted gears. Some of Keith’s work from 1972-1974 is just magical. After the 1975 hiatis he started to play Fender Rhodes almost exclusively, and that, IMHO, signaled the beginning of a downward slide. In the end he was largely a non-person and non-player. A former room-mate of mine saw the band in Blacksburg in 1978 and said that someone actually walked Keith out to the piano at the beginning of the show, put his hands on teh keys, and walked off. Keith pretty much sat there the entire night and didn’t move a muscle. Killed in a car accident in 1980 (after leaving or being fired from the band - it depends on who you ask), Keith was a first rate player who, unfortunately, burned out and wasted a tremendous talent. His peak performances were during 1972-1974.
Brent Mydland With the addition of Brent, the band got not only a piano player, but an aggressive Hammond B-3 organ player, a synth player, AND someone to handle the vocal harmonies (I always thought he sounded a helluva lot like Michael McDonald of the Doobie Bros.). Brent’s effect on the band was evident from the get go. Most tapes from 1978 (Keith’s last year with the band) present a band that can never seem to get over the hump and get started - the music is weak to my ears. Brent, once he found his feet, added a punch to the sound. New textures are added (a harpsichord synth part to China Doll, the B-3 scream to New Minglewood Blues), vocals get a little less shaky, and new songs added to the set list. Once again, however, a monkey on the back of the keyboard player takes a toll - Mydland dies of a heroin/cocaine overdose. He always seemed pissed off everytime I saw the band during his last year or two. An angry man who maybe hoped he could get rid of his demons by playing the hell out of his music. It could be both exciting and scary to see - all at the same time. Garcia said, “Brent never got over being the ‘new guy,’ even though he played with us longer than any other keyboard player. He was also from the East Bay, and that place is ‘anti-culture.’ He didn’t have much of a grounding in anything deeper that he could draw on.” My favorite years are 1981-83 and 1987-1988.
Vince Welnick I remember attending the Ohio show when Vince was introduced and thinking “Who in the hell is this clown?” He did look a lot like Bozo, and his sound was very, very thin (at least as compared to Brent’s setup). Coming from the The Tubes, I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how Vince was going to work - and I don’t believe it ever did gel. To my ears, his sound was always thin, electronic, processed, and weak. Even when augemented by Bruce Hornsby, the keyboard element never could kick the music in the seat of the pants and provide the spark to get it up and running. Vince’s contribution, IMHO, was his convincing the band to try a whole slew of new cover songs - Rain, Baba O’Reilly, Tomorrow Never Knows, Lucy in the Sky - all of those additions came about as the result of Vince’s push. He also brought a couple of his own songs to the set - Way to Go Home and Samba in the Rain (which I thought was a terrific number).
My vote goes to Brent. The music during his tenure had such variety and a terrific energy to it. The pounding entry into “The Other One,” the big, big orchestral sweep of “Wharf Rat,” and the the rollicking boogie woogie of “Big River” were all the result of Brent’s keyboard playing.
I know that many, many people could never see the appeal of the band. “They play too long,” “They’re sloppy,” etc.etc. etc. That’s true. Sometimes they did play too long and they could be notoriously sloppy. But sometimes they could dial it in just right. It was wasn’t too long - it was too short. It wasn’t sloppy - it was as if they all had sheet music set out in front of them and they were playing a chamber piece. As the song says, there was “nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile.”
“The folks that like our music are alot like the people who like licorice. Not everyone likes licorice, but the folks that do like licorice REALLY like licorice.”