“I am the human being that I am today because of the Grateful Dead”: Bill Walton shares life lessons from 859 shows
The world's tallest Deadhead tells Salon "I'm living under a series of mantras from the Grateful Dead right now"
Bill Walton has always marched to a different drummer. Two different drummers, in point of fact: Bill Kreutzman and Mickey Hart of the Grateful Dead.
If you are any kind of a basketball fan, well, Walton needs no introduction. If you are like me, sadly indifferent to the sport, there is still much more to Walton than meets the eye, despite his 6-11 height. A Center of Gravity for one of legendary Coach John Wooden’s championship UCLA teams, Portland Trailblazer and then Boston Celtic league champion, Walton is also known for a series of catastrophic injuries that ripped him off the court during what should have been his most productive years.
But in a memorable second act, Walton overcame a childhood speech impediment to become a sportscaster whose occasionally mixed up metaphors never got in the way of a shimmering intelligence and relentless candor. Both of these qualities are on display in his new memoir, “Back From The Dead.” Walton writes – and speaks – like the Grateful Dead jam – a cascade of free flowing ideas that can sometimes lose their way, but more often than not resolve into a powerful focused moment of insight worth a listen – or closer read.
With Walton currently on a tour promoting the book, I seized the opportunity to discuss his No. 1 passion, a passion we both share, which has little – but then again, has everything – to do with basketball.
I read your book, which I thought was terrific on many levels. But some sports fans might read it and say, “This is a great book about basketball, but why all these weird digressions on the Grateful Dead?” My take was well, “I don’t care all that much about basketball, but there was very some insightful stuff in there on the Grateful Dead.”
I’m a Deadhead. It all rolls into one, and I’ve never been able to separate basketball from life. I’m living under a series of mantras from the Grateful Dead right now.
For instance?
I’ll just roll them out for you. When you get confused, listen to the music play. We used to play for silver; now we play for life. Once in a while, you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right. Sure don’t know what I’m going for, but I’m gonna go for it for sure. And then it all rolls into one, but nothing comes for free.
Here’s a procedural question; do you know the exact date of your first Dead show?
No. It was ’67, the Summer of Love in California, I was about 15 but I forget where and when. In those days, we didn’t know anything. We just heard them on the radio, and then the DJ said look, this is a new band from San Francisco, go check them out. And we did. And I got in the front of the stage, in the pit, and I never left. And it was just absolutely incredible.
So what exactly did you learn from the Grateful Dead? Can you somehow compress that life lesson you’ve picked up from the 859 shows the book says you’ve attended?
I learned from them about how to become a champion. I became the basketball player that I was because of the Grateful Dead. I am the human being that I am today because of the Grateful Dead. They’re right there at the top of my teachers. Their inspiration moved me brightly.
Well, one thing about the Dead is that I’ve personally noticed is that occasionally, when you bring them up to civilians, they look at you like you just confessed to being a Level 4 Scientologist, and kind of edge away from you on the couch …
I completely disagree with that. I completely disagree.
Then how do you grapple with trying to explain the inexplicable to people?
I don’t try. I don’t care if people are not Deadheads; that’s their choice. I’ve made my choice. I made it 49 years ago. And I’m proud and I’m loyal and I am grateful for that choice. And every time I go to the Grateful Dead shows, every time I’m just engulfed in this entire world, it makes me more proud; it stimulates greater levels of loyalty and makes me more appreciative.
When we were growing up in the ‘60s, it was just like when I was at UCLA playing basketball. That was the only world we knew. We were going to all these concerts and listening to all this music, these songs were written to us, for us, and about us. Everything that the Grateful Dead, Bob Dylan, Neil Young and all the guys sing about all the time are the stories of our lives, and I keep listening. I listen for inspiration; I listen for knowledge; I listen for strength, for confidence; I listen to be healed.
Just last night, we all went to hear Elvis Costello play in San Diego. He put on a spectacular three and a half hour show that was a roller coaster ride through the universe and beyond. And the second to the last song, he broke out “It Must’ve Been the Roses.” (A minor Grateful Dead classic.) And when we talked to Elvis after the show, he said it was only the second time he’s ever sung it in public. There were just tears coming down. He did not have a band with him. It was him, his guitar, his piano and a microphone. It was a phenomenal show. There’s got to be a sense of emotional commitment, of mental acuity — for a singer/songwriter, for a band, for a basketball team — to be able to convey the message of hope. To be able put your life into it so that it will inspire other people to care.
Where did John Wooden put loyalty in his pyramid of success? In the very bottom block, the ultimate foundation. You pull loyalty out and it all crumbles. It all just implodes. I am a loyal Deadhead. And if people don’t like it, well, that’s fine.
Did you ever convert an athlete that people would be surprised by, somebody you brought to a show who actually “got on the bus,” and just said, “Oh, my God, I finally get what all the fuss is about?”
Absolutely. The Grateful Dead are about choice. They’re about freedom. They’re about “OK, we are all volunteers here.” That was one of the leadership messages from Jerry that was the same as John Wooden. “It’s a privilege to be a part of this thing. You don’t like it. Hell, it’s fine. We can find somebody else.” That’s what John Wooden told me every single day. There was and is a sense of the Grateful Dead coming together, representing all that we believed in, all that we thought of, of the culture that I grew up in, which is we can make this better. Whether it’s the relationship with the fans, whether it’s the relationship with all the people that come to work and put the show on, it’s a team; it’s a community; it’s a culture; it’s a world. And I choose to be a part of that. Those are all my friends. And, and I’m proud of my friends; I’m happy for my friends; and I’m privileged to be on that team.
You describe in the book a great scene in the late ’80s, where the Dead’s road crew set up a little sanctuary on stage at the Boston Garden for your Celtic teammates, so you could bring them on stage. Do you remember any of your teammates’ reaction? Did any of them come out of there and say, “OK, Bill, I get it. Give me some of your tapes.”
Well, when the show was over and the band was packed and gone, they turned to me and they said, “Oh, my gosh, can we come back tomorrow?” And they did. And they all came back. It was fantastic. Kevin (McHale) joined us on the Dylan and the Dead tour; Larry (Bird) would go all the time; Chief (Robert Parish) would go; DJ (Dennis Johnson) would show up. Rick Carlisle met his wife at a Grateful Dead show.
It sounds like you’ve infected a significant portion of the sports populous with your peculiar virus …
I’m an evangelist for life. For example, Rick Carlisle calls me up. It’s 1987 or ’88; it’s in the summertime. Rick calls me up out of the blue. And he said, “Bill, I met this girl, and we’re in Washington, D.C, and the Grateful Dead are playing tonight; can you get me some tickets?” I looked at the itinerary that the band always mailed to me, and I said, “Look, the show’s gonna start any second. Just go. Just go the back door and knock and ask for Ramrod.” And Rick said, “Oh, that’ll never work.” And I said, “Look, that’s your only chance; you gotta do it.”
So he did it. He tells the girl, Donna, “Now look, we don’t have any tickets; we have nothing. But Bill said go to the back door and just ask for a guy called ‘Ramrod.’” Donna was rolling her eyes. “Yeah, right. This is a disaster here.” But still they go. They knock on the back door, and a guy answers the door and Rick says in this quiet sheepish voice, “Uh, is a guy named ‘Ramrod’ here? The doorman asks, “Just whowants Ramrod?” And Rick says, “My name is Rick Carlisle; I’m a friend of Bill Walton’s …” He let them right in, and brings Rick and Donna right up on the stage, right next to Jerry. And Rick Carlisle winds up marrying Donna. That was their first date and it just absolutely changed their entire life. That’s the way life works at the Grateful Dead. And that’s one of the countless reasons why I am a proud, loyal and Grateful Deadhead.
There’s a question I’ve wanted to ask you since a night when I saw you in late December of ’78, on stage at Pauley Pavilion. I remember, even in my ruined condition, thinking, “My God, what must that be like for Bill Walton, who ownedthis court, to now be on stage with the Dead, who are themselves now owning this court. I’ve waited 37 years to ask you about that night.
That was the Egypt show. It was phenomenal.
Yeah, it was the “Return From Egypt” mini-tour …
… with Hamza el-Din and all the amazing drummers and everything. It was my life. I’ve been a Deadhead since I was 15, and we’ve always tried to go to as many shows as possible and, and then when I went to UCLA, the Grateful Dead started coming to us ’cause they would play at UCLA a lot. We would go to every show and, and then I got to know them. Right when I graduated from UCLA, I was so shy. I, I w—I, I’m a lifelong stutterer. It was just an absolute nightmare as a young person to try to move forward and chase my dreams because I couldn’t talk; I couldn’t communicate; I couldn’t express myself. Learning how to speak is my greatest accomplishment and everybody else’s worst nightmare. And so now, I get to go to all these shows, and then I met the band in 1974 and it completely changed my life. Nothing was ever the same again. And then to go back to UCLA and become friends with the Grateful Dead, to travel with them to Egypt and then the return …
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