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What a double life I lead. Sunday morning I put on khakis and a sweater, and headed for my grandmother’s house for Easter. After healthy doses of turkey and biblical passages, I changed clothes, and assumed the role of my alter ego – deadhead extraordinaire. By the time I made it to Bread Street, I was in classic form. They opened with “Why Don’t We Do it in Road”. Oh, the irony.