It is with profound sadness that we share the passing of Bobby Weir. He transitioned peacefully, surrounded by loved ones, after courageously beating cancer as only Bobby could. Unfortunately, he succumbed to underlying lung issues.

 For over sixty years, Bobby took to the road. A guitarist, vocalist, storyteller, and founding member of the Grateful Dead. Bobby will forever be a guiding force whose unique artistry reshaped American music. His work did more than fill rooms with music; it was warm sunlight that filled the soul, building a community, a language, and a feeling of family that generations of fans carry with them. Every chord he played, every word he sang was an integral part of the stories he wove. There was an invitation: to feel, to question, to wander, and to belong. 

 Bobby’s final months reflected the same spirit that defined his life. Diagnosed in July, he began treatment only weeks before returning to his hometown stage for a three-night celebration of 60 years of music at Golden Gate Park. Those performances, emotional, soulful, and full of light, were not farewells, but gifts. Another act of resilience. An artist choosing, even then, to keep going by his own design. As we remember Bobby, it’s hard not to feel the echo of the way he lived. A man driftin’ and dreamin’, never worrying if the road would lead him home. A child of countless trees. A child of boundless seas. 

 There is no final curtain here, not really. Only the sense of someone setting off again. He often spoke of a three-hundred-year legacy, determined to ensure the songbook would endure long after him. May that dream live on through future generations of Dead Heads. And so we send him off the way he sent so many of us on our way: with a farewell that isn’t an ending, but a blessing. A reward for a life worth livin’. 

 His loving family, Natascha, Monet, and Chloe, request privacy during this difficult time and offer their gratitude for the outpouring of love, support, and remembrance. May we honor him not only in sorrow, but in how bravely we continue with open hearts, steady steps, and the music leading us home. Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.

 Photo by Chloe Weir

Maaaan, absolutely heartbroken. Never got to meet him sadly, but every artist I ever worked with loved Bobby. So many great stories. This man was truly cherished and always will be. Fair thee well, baby

Love yoy Bobby!! Say what up to the boys when you see em!

Fair thee well, legend. 🌹❤️

Fare thee well, Bobby. You changed my life, and the world.

RIP Bobby 🖤 You will be so missed

fly high ♥️ forever grateful for the music you gave us

Great style, great soul, timeless rhythm. RIP to Bobby Weir, forever part of the fabric of American Culture. 🌹

Bobby 🥀💔 thank you for changing my life 🙏🏼

Our love for you will not fade away, @bobweir. ❤️🥀

Thank you Bobby! For keeping the door open, the music evolving, and the invitation standing for all of us generations to experience your gift. Because of you, so many of us found our people, our path, our way of seeing the world a little more sideways and a lot more free! 🙏🎟️💔