Grateful Dead fans hoard tapes of live performances, returning to the same body of work expressed across years with different idiosyncrasies. "That's all I ever wanted in life." More shows, more stickers, more posters, more shirts, more recordings of live shows after his children dubbed over his old ones in the late '80s with an evil strain of sound not aligned with his galactic community. How much money has Walton, for example, spent supporting the act over the years? Not enough, according to him. Both cults are eager to shell out money for limited editions and collaborations, collecting trinkets for status. Still, there are parallels between Deadheads and sneakerheads. Late lead man Jerry Garcia wore Air Max 90s, but his public appreciation didn't run deeper. Lemieux, who went to his first Grateful Dead show in 1987 and has been to over 100 since, doesn't believe any original members of the brand had a strong affinity for Nike. Grateful Dead x Nike SB Dunk Lows in green and blue After that, the yellow colorway will release via SNKRS and select skate shops on July 24, with the green dropping the same day at skate shops. Nike picked that spot to debut the shoes as a reference to the city's Haight-Ashbury neighborhood, where the Dead were active early in their career. The orange one will release first, exclusively at legendary San Francisco skate shop FTC, on July 18. They look like a product emerging from an acid dream. Prompting his rhapsody is the Grateful Dead x Nike SB Dunk Low collaboration, a three-shoe set of impossibly furry sneakers inspired by the band's ubiquitous dancing bear logo. They're gonna inspire me to get to ever new heights."
"These shoes are so electric and eclectic. "These shoes are so colorful," Walton says. Which brings us to the whole harmonic convergence thing. This passionate hum of the 67-year-old Walton, a two-time NBA champion-turned-sportscaster, is invited by topics as diverse as PAC-12 basketball, his unending love of the Grateful Dead, the majesty of the great outdoors, and sneakers. Wherever he is-at home in San Diego or, as his trippy Zoom background suggests, beaming in from some astral junction-his coordinates have not dimmed the warm and vibrating glow of his universal enthusiasm. "This is a harmonic convergence of the highest order," declares Bill Walton, uncertain in the moment that he is still on planet Earth.
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