Somebody writes in to SFGate saying that he's not interested in seeing the reunited surviving Grateful Dead play Wrigley. Doesn't want to see the Dead? You'd think I'd be down with this man. You'd think wrong. The last place to be next Fourth of July weekend is in sweltering Chicago, watching the wheezing relics of the Grateful Dead play songs badly that one could see knockoff bands play a lot better. I speak as someone who loved going to Dead shows for decades. Guys, your recordings (even bad bootlegs) speak for themselves. Jerry is gone; Pigpen, Brent and Vince are gone. It was awful seeing Willie Mays lurch around center field for the Mets, and it�s awful hearing Phil and Bob butcher songs they once sang and played magnificently. Jeff Zorn, Santa Clara Hey, Jeff Zorn... shut up.