Panic Heads, often confused with Dead Heads or Phish Heads, are a different breed all together. They don’t travel in Volkswagen buses. They don’t wear the same tie dye T shirt for three days straight. And they usually don’t attend Liberal Arts colleges sprinkled throughout New England.

No, Panic Heads often look just like you and me. They play sports. They have jobs. They sometimes listen to other styles of music. They have girlfriends.

Panic Heads can be found in large numbers especially around the Mountain West, at Red Rocks Amphitheater near Denver in particular.

But don’t underestimate their unflinching devotion to their favorite band, Widespread Panic. If Panic tickets go on sale, expect tickets to sell out in a matter of hours.

For some reason, Strangefolk never got this kind of following. If they did, what would we call their followers, Strange Heads? Folk Heads? Things I think about on a Thursday afternoon…