Shakedown Street, a cherished tradition among Deadheads, offers a unique blend of renegade flea market, art fair, and cultural exchange.
While celebrated for its vibrant atmosphere, this year faced challenges with mandatory permits and a cap of only 100 vendors.
As a result, many longtime participants have expressed their discontent.
On a cool San Francisco morning, I embarked on a mission towards JFK Promenade, armed with a crisp $100 bill, aiming to uncover what I could buy and barter for in this legendary vending scene that springs to life around every Grateful Dead show.
The bustling strip is filled with tie-dye T-shirts, drug rugs, pins, glass pipes, crystals, stickers, and a myriad of knickknacks.
Interestingly, one stand even showcased Grateful Dead-themed AI artwork.
From the outset, my goal was to discover unique items unavailable elsewhere, opting to avoid the more mundane purchases like illicit drugs.
I began my exploration at a familiar green tent, decorated with bigfoot designs on clothing, bags, and stickers.
Engaging with the vendor, known in the graffiti scene as Bigfoot, I learned about his artistic journey.
A former student at the San Francisco Art Institute in the early ’90s, he shared memories of his time there, alongside notable artists like Barry McGee and Trixie Garcia, daughter of Jerry Garcia.
“Ever since Jerry passed, I have just been focusing on my art hardcore,” he reflected, his expression distant.
His stories alone warranted the $20 I spent on a blotter art piece, leaving me with $80 still in hand.
A few tents down, I discovered one of the day’s standout vendors: Dude Inn, a small shop ran by Japanese Deadheads from Kanagawa Prefecture.
Squeezed between larger setups, their offerings included T-shirts, stickers, and a unique glow-in-the-dark Maneki Bear—an adorable hand-painted twist on Japan’s lucky cat.
The artist behind this piece, Masayuki Shinha, known as Calmy, and his crew, donned a blend of Japanese denim and Deadhead attire.
Though their English was limited, their enduring love for the Grateful Dead shone through.
Unable to resist, I spent $100 on the Maneki Bear, which my photographer quickly purchased from me, ensuring I stayed within my budget.
As the crowd thickened and the fog rolled in, I crossed the street towards a more spontaneous side market forming on the grass.
Here, I picked up a $10 “Steal Your Face” pin from Ian Oller, who had journeyed from Illinois for the event.
However, Ian had forgotten pinbacks, admitting, “Yeah, I kind of fucked up,” with a shrug.
Fortuitously, a neighboring seller graciously gifted me a couple of free pinbacks.
Continuing my shopping venture, I acquired a $5 Tecate from a lively group of clowns visiting from Pittsburgh.
One member, identifying as Squeaky, shared their adventurous experience of traveling without accommodations or tickets, simply flying in for the show.
After their offer of “orange sunshine acid” from good sources, I politely declined, opting for a handshake and a wish of good fortune instead.
Suddenly, I noticed a group of police officers and park rangers arriving to clear out the non-permitted vendors, who were seen hauling away confiscated nitrous oxide canisters.
One of my most cherished moments unfolded at a beeswax candle stand run by a mother-daughter duo from Santa Barbara.
Their $30 yellow jasmine candle, adorned with dancing bears and infused with floral scents, represented the wholesomeness that defined the day.
Having followed Dead & Co. since the initiation of their Sphere residency, this duo was seasoned in the Shakedown experience.
In stark contrast, the entrepreneurial spirit of Online Ceramics, a Los Angeles clothing company, showcased their latest Deadhead clothing line, drawing crowds and admiration—even from musician John Mayer.
The lengthy line remained bustling the entire day, though their merchandise exceeded my price range.
Towards the end of my leisurely walk, I spotted two officers joking as they carried a large nitrous canister away from the scene.
With park rangers beginning to dismantle unpermitted stalls, I managed to visit Jeremy Why, a glassblower from Florida, who crafted pipes embedding sterling silver.
His featured piece, a $40 pipe with a striking 13-point lightning bolt design, caught my eye.
Ultimately, I decided to purchase it, only to later gift the pipe to a nearby fan, embracing the idea of karma amid the lively atmosphere.
In summary, Shakedown Street exemplifies a vibrant subculture, navigating the balance between regulation and freedom while fostering community connections and unique artistic expressions.
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