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    A sealed, unlabeled box sat undisturbed for decades on a shelf in the Grateful Dead’s San Rafael tape vault on Front Street, its contents an enduring mystery, even to those few with access to the vault. All David Lemieux knew about that box when he became the Dead’s archivist was that it contained tapes belonging to Bear—Owsley Stanley, the Dead’s first soundman and architect of the Wall of Sound. Even in the Dead Heads’ Holy of Holies, the taped-up box was tantalizing. But this was Bear’s personal property, and so he didn’t touch the box out of an abiding respect for the elder luminary of sound. Bear’s archive of Sonic Journal recordings had been kept safe for him for years within the Grateful Dead’s vault—over 1,300 reels of tape stored in heavy-duty cartons like old banana boxes. At any time, David could have popped the tops and explored them to his archivist heart's content. But they were off-limits without the nod from Bear. - Starfinder Stanley, Hawk, and Pete Bell, Owsley Stanley Foundation

     

    With a wink and a nod from Bear, we've peeled back those banana boxes to find some of the oldest and rarest of all recordings of the Dead including the double dose of shows that make up DAVE’S PICKS VOLUME 43. The two virtually complete performances from San Francisco 11/2/69, Live At Family Dog At The Great Highway, and from Dallas 12/26/69, McFarlin Auditorium, are complementary in their clarity and consistency thanks to Bear himself, and in their ability to foreshadow where the Dead were headed in the years to come. If the two killer 20-minute+ "Dark Stars" don't get ya, how about the Pigpen-centric sets featuring "Midnight Hour," "Next Time You See Me," "Big Boss Man," "Good Lovin'," and the once-lost-now-found complete rendition of "Dancing In The Streets," or the first full acoustic set ever performed? And we're certain you'll be fascinated to uncover the "Mystery Of Bear's Banana Boxes" as told by Starfinder Stanley, Hawk, and Pete Bell in the liners.

     

    Limited to 25,000 numbered copies, DAVE’S PICKS VOLUME 43 was recorded by Owlsey "Bear" Stanley and has been mastered to HDCD specs by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering. Grab a copy while you can.

     

    *2 per order. Very limited quantity available.

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  • 1stshow70878
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    Daverock, of course I too went straight to the Red Rocks shows upon first listen before hearing the rest of the box. After getting to all of them I was calling 7-3-78 St. Paul the hidden gem. That must have been a peak period for them. The energy is there. Almost swaggering I'd say, like they need a pack of cigarettes rolled into the sleeve of their t-shirt.
    Cheers

  • daverock
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    I also played Omaha 7/5/77 after reading Oroboros's post. The first set, last night-excellent - Jerry's guitar sounds as cool and clear as the driven snow. Own up time....for the last couple of years, when I have played shows from this 78 box, I have played the first one 7/1, missed out the next two and gone on to the two Red Rocks shows. I have no idea what put me off Omaha in the past - makes me wonder what other unidentified jewels I have here.

    Exile - I was unfairly dismissive of Black and Blue, too. It's a very entertaining album - I didn't like funk or disco in the 70's, but that's no excuse now. I wasn't keen at all when it came out-Spring 1976, I believe. With Mick Taylor gone, "Fool To Cry" issued as a single and punk waiting in the wings, The Stones, along with most of the great bands from 1965-1975 suddenly seemed a bit passe. I bought the first Ramones album in Summer 1976-that was the sound of the times for me. 40 odd years later... Black and Blue is still on my playlist, and I no longer even have that Ramones album.
    I saw The Stones at Knebworth in 76 - and I have the programme here-nothing to do with music, but it's curious how The Stones and their fans were presented. In the article on The Stones, it states, "Young boys eagerly flocked the Mary Quant make up department in Harrods trendy Way-In shop on Saturday afternoon.The disco pumped out "Hey Negrita" as the boys applied eye liner and lipstick to gaunt virginal faces." I don't think so. I was 19 then, and the article seemed to show how out of touch The Stones had become at that time, with my generation.
    They also apparently had a food stand where you could buy a portion of chicken curry for 0.55p. This in the middle of the hottest heat wave for decades.

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    That Estimated > Eyes is outstanding. That Eyes of the World has always been a go to post hiatus Eyes.. it's outstanding. I've always been big on that box. 7/1 never circulated and is outstanding, the first Red Rocks shows did circulate and are well.. not to overuse the term but outstanding. A great moment in GD history perfectly preserved for us to enjoy. Aptly timed as we are entering a holiday weekend and the box centers around the Fourth of July.

    Outstanding

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    Been looking at that July 1978 box when picking some dead to listen to lately, but keep getting sidetracked by a different choice, but Oroboros' post about the virtues of the July 5, 1978 Omaha show prompted me to give it a listen today. Currently on Wharf Rat. I always liked that show, and the recording is excellent. I imagine it was exponentially cooler to be there in person at the time. The artwork on that one is probably about my favorite from that box as well, and I liked all the art from that box, a lot.

  • Exile On Main St.
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    Hey guys, I lurk more than anything but I saw some Stones talk and I agree with Dave Rock. It's Only Rock 'n Roll is an underrated album. The thing with it in my opinion, is that the songs are either dynamite (like the opening song fictional drummer) or B side material. The other problem is a couple of the songs suffer from Led Zeppelin IV / Dark Side of the Moon syndrome, meaning they've been played on the radio so much that they've lost a little luster (title track and Ain't Too Proud to Beg). I think these songs are pretty high quality once you're sitting back giving them your full attention (In their order of appearance on the LP).

    If You Can't Rock Me
    Ain't Too Proud to Beg
    It's Only Rock 'n Roll (But I Like It)
    Till the Next Goodbye
    Time Waits for No One

    Dance Little Sister

    The first 5 songs are all of side one and are solid. It's Only Rock 'n Roll has "Start Me Up" hit quality. Time Waits For No One makes us realize that Mick Taylor should have had at least one or two tracks on every album to stretch out like he does on this one and Can't You Hear Me Knockin' from Sticky Fingers. Missed opportunity. The thing with these songs is you may think of hearing Dance Little Sister on the radio and thought, meh, average song. Until you really listen to everything going on with the guitars. Keith Richards bass chops on If You Can't Rock Me are cool. Till the Next Time is on par in my mind with Wild Horses and Angie, but again, missed opportunity in that Taylor could have been used to play an electric solo or something, similar to Wild Horses. The remaining songs on the record don't do it for me. Luxury is borderline, but leans too far into funk. Fingerprint File is way too far into funk and not that great a song for me. If You Really Want to Be My Friend and Short and Curlies should have been put in the can for later. Between Goats Head Soup and It's Only Rock 'n Roll, I think there's a great album in there.

    Black and Blue had some great songs with Hand of Fate and Crazy Mama. I think Hand of Fate was as good as 70s rockers got, with very few exceptions.

    Not much to say that hasn't been said about Dave's 43. I would never complain for this type of release.

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    you guys are so cool. Love this forum

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    ...It's like buying a book from the bookstore and then realizing the pages are all put together out of order, and there are pages from another book mixed in. And when you go back and say, hey, bookseller, they put the pages of the book in the wrong order, and there are pages from another book mixed in. And he says, don't worry, you can rip them all out and put the book back together in whatever order you want.

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    The other day I ordered a burger with fries. Instead, they brought me fries with a burger. So I complained. But dude, the burger guy said, you can eat them in whatever order you want. Mmfff, I said, eating my fries and burger.

    Received my shipping notice today for the TTB’s “I am the Moon” vinyl set. Because today is the release date. What a concept! You release the record on the release date! Genius! I just want to note that, when you bought the 4-lp set, they promised to provide a digital download of each separate album as each of the four parts of this project was released. And then they actually did! On the actual release dates! And the files actually worked! Amazing! And now they shipped vinyl on the release date. It’s so weird.

    A lot of people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch of unconnected incidents and things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice of coincidence that lays on top of everything. Like the other other day I’m eating a plate of shrimp and listening to Electric on the Eel for the first time in years. And so were you.

    Last five:

    JGB: Electric on the Eel (discs 1 and 6)
    Derek & the Dominos: Layla
    Bill Evans: The Hilversum Concert
    Christian McBride: At the Village Vanguard
    Stones: El Mocambo

  • Oroboros
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    All is well in the middle of the country and I couldn't agree more with this esteemed group's statements on current and past musical topics.

    Phil and Friends has consistently displayed such exploratory and jamtasic shows which makes them a 'must see.' I recently attended another Wilco concert prior to that show and the inclusion of Jeff Tweedy and Nels Cline in the friends in Chicago reflect excellent choices. Nels has sat in with P & F on multiple occasions and Wilco has covered the Dead on a variety of occasions including Bobby sitting in for Dark Star, Ripple, etc. I regretted that Phil got Covid and couldn't headline with String Cheese Incident's recent Red Rocks shows, but Billy Strings was a welcome replacement and we in the audience had a wonderful time. Still I long to see Phil play again and hope to have another chance soon. The SCI 'dead set' with Billy was a delight and I saw Billy rev up with the Cheese as they took on many of our favorite Dead tunes that evening. And I am quite relieved that Phil has fully recovered from the Covid and is back playing live.

    Besides attending the Wilco and SCI shows, I have also loved recent concerts with the Infamous Stringdusters, Joe Russo's Almost Dead, the Jayhawks, Railroad Earth, Yonder Mountain, Mollie Tuttle, Sierra Hull, and several years ago was quite taken by previously mentioned Larkin Poe (opened for Elvis Costello). Such terrific music touring again and I'm very grateful to be able to make the journey (pun intended).

    However, given this thread on DP 43, to get back on how this Dave's Pick is stellar and echo others sentiments how the primal Dead are such an unmitigated treat. This is a special release and deserving of frequent rotation.

    And should any of you be inspired by the break-neck speed and turn on a dime of the early Grateful Dead, please consider attending a Joe Russo's Almost Dead show. Yes, Oro (my brother from another mother) those two Vail JRAD shows, along with the JRAD show at Red Rocks were stellar. These guys have the stamina and pace of the early Grateful Dead but along with the Dead's entire song catalogue. Simply remarkable jamming, truly exploratory, and much more in the vein of P & F as opposed to the D & C. JRAD is energy personified and each band member is truly infused with amazing grasp of these wonderful songs along with a jazz mentality and interplay.

    To add to the dialogue regarding 'rain stories' from concerts (discussed earlier in this thread), I got one to share. I recall back in 1978 when the Grateful Dead played at the Omaha Civic Auditorium in July. The venue was about half full (4,000?) but everyone was chomping at the bit as we had not seen the Dead in Nebraska since early in the early 70's. I took my Nak 550 into the venue and there was no hassle getting in the deck in this time, but remember this was before the days of 'taper's sections.'

    Out in the hallway, the Hell's Angels wandered about sporting full colors and big grins. They may have been transporting 'party favors' and decided to take in a show, or perhaps road tripping with the band? Although I did not see them at the subsequent Red Rocks shows. Anyway, I headed down to the floor to set up my Nak in front of the sound board. When I was getting everything ready, I saw this guy with a great rig setting up. Luckily this kind stranger (I have since discovered he was famous taper Bob Wagner) let me patch out of the back of his Sony, which was terrific as he had a tall (8 ft?) stand to get will above the crowd noise. We were about 15 to 20 feet in FOB. So Garcia treats us to a blistering Sugaree opener, the kind that drove the crowd wild. His leads mounted into a wave that crests, recedes, regroups, and roars back with such power and delight that adds to the synergistic effect causing our frenzied response as his rolling/soaring guitar work lift and subside within the band.

    Then BIODTL, TLEO, and then Bob took the spotlight with a "Look's Like Rain." About half way through the son, I suddenly noticed something shimmering in the air between the band and me. I thought "what a fantastic light show! Or have I shifted into 5th gear just a little earlier than I scheduled?" I staggered towards that visual disturbance in front of me to investigate. The crowd was dancing madly in the middle of the floor as a waterfall played over them. The waterfall was about 25 feet in circumference. I put my hand into the water...hand out, no rain, hand in, pouring rain.. I jumped into the waterfall drenching us all in the middle of the Civic auditorium. Then stepped out and there was none. I shook my head and then dove back into the deluge and danced through LLR and next came Direworlf and a delightful All Over Now, with Keith and Donna simply killing it. Candyman, Lazy >Supplication and Bobby informed "we are going to take a short break" (ha, it was never a short break!)

    I staggered back to reload a new tape (remember cassettes?) and I looked for some validation of my experience. I asked my friends if I was not in fact 'soaking wet' as I patted my wet t-shirt? And they grinned knowingly and affirmed that , yes, in fact I was 'all wet."

    Then this unique show continued (nice indoor water feature, boys!) with a killer second set, complete with a transportive Estimated>Eyes>Wharf Rat>Truckin'>Iko Iko > Around and Around.

    As I left the auditorium I noticed the water standing on the ground outside, a summer storm? Hey was this just a case of a leaking roof? Or did the Dead actually conjure up the forces of nature as they were so prone to do?

    Next to travel to their/my maiden Red Rocks shows. Would Phil bombs create reverse gravity and make us float up into the air? What do they have up their collective sleeves for us next (ah-oooo, Werewolves of London, ah-ooo)?

    Those were the daze.....

    Zen saying "teachers open the door, you must enter by yourself."

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    Jim - You bring up a good point that Phil is well into his 80s, yet is still bringing it with such new creations as Philco. I think he personifies that well worn axiom “Find something you love to do and you’ll never have to work a day in your life.”

    DaveRock - I personally always loved the subtle guitar work on “Fingerprint File” from IORR. Mick Taylor should never have left the Stones, they were a much better band with him (with due respect to Ronnie). Last week, I re-watched their “bootleg” release from the Marquee Club in 1971 - now THAT was THE best Stones lineup.

    Blues For Allah - what an excellent choice. Some really jazzy passages throughout that entire release.

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A sealed, unlabeled box sat undisturbed for decades on a shelf in the Grateful Dead’s San Rafael tape vault on Front Street, its contents an enduring mystery, even to those few with access to the vault. All David Lemieux knew about that box when he became the Dead’s archivist was that it contained tapes belonging to Bear—Owsley Stanley, the Dead’s first soundman and architect of the Wall of Sound. Even in the Dead Heads’ Holy of Holies, the taped-up box was tantalizing. But this was Bear’s personal property, and so he didn’t touch the box out of an abiding respect for the elder luminary of sound. Bear’s archive of Sonic Journal recordings had been kept safe for him for years within the Grateful Dead’s vault—over 1,300 reels of tape stored in heavy-duty cartons like old banana boxes. At any time, David could have popped the tops and explored them to his archivist heart's content. But they were off-limits without the nod from Bear. - Starfinder Stanley, Hawk, and Pete Bell, Owsley Stanley Foundation

 

With a wink and a nod from Bear, we've peeled back those banana boxes to find some of the oldest and rarest of all recordings of the Dead including the double dose of shows that make up DAVE’S PICKS VOLUME 43. The two virtually complete performances from San Francisco 11/2/69, Live At Family Dog At The Great Highway, and from Dallas 12/26/69, McFarlin Auditorium, are complementary in their clarity and consistency thanks to Bear himself, and in their ability to foreshadow where the Dead were headed in the years to come. If the two killer 20-minute+ "Dark Stars" don't get ya, how about the Pigpen-centric sets featuring "Midnight Hour," "Next Time You See Me," "Big Boss Man," "Good Lovin'," and the once-lost-now-found complete rendition of "Dancing In The Streets," or the first full acoustic set ever performed? And we're certain you'll be fascinated to uncover the "Mystery Of Bear's Banana Boxes" as told by Starfinder Stanley, Hawk, and Pete Bell in the liners.

 

Limited to 25,000 numbered copies, DAVE’S PICKS VOLUME 43 was recorded by Owlsey "Bear" Stanley and has been mastered to HDCD specs by Jeffrey Norman at Mockingbird Mastering. Grab a copy while you can.

 

*2 per order. Very limited quantity available.

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Have you tried a PM to Marye?
Sometimes she can gain access behind the magic curtain and inform the great Dr Rhino of Oz!

EDIT: I’ll be joining ya shortly Istshow, just give me about a half to get home lol.
CHEERS Y’all!

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10 9 81 LA
Rolling Stones
J Geils Band
George Thorogood
Prince

Prince got booed and pelted and had to leave stage

He ultimately got to say "how do you like me now?" though.

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I have the storiez of biblical rains and weather

I have heard show
Way hot

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Hey rockers!!!

We got majorly drenched at SPAC in 84. Still, enjoyable, solid show. We got soaked on the way down from Toronto, we were on the bikes that summer................

Next summer, also on the bikes, we got soaked on the way and during the Hershey show. Another wet enjoyable time................

Rain symbolizes darkness but also represents an essential part of rebirth..........

Doc, off to morgue, homicide calls..............
Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life..........

Why why why in this age of instantaneous everything and GPS and mofo Alexa and such does it take a simple package ("days, weeks, months...who knows" - Eeyore) forever and a day to get over to Europe?

Sent by rowboat? (row, row, row, row, row)
Porpoise?
Plate techtonics?

And then pay taxes fees duties royalties shipping costs...

You have my sympathy Deadmike. Maybe it will arrive by Christmas.

I don’t mind, the weathers fine!
Yes indeed d Doc, the Toga 84&85 slip-n-slide left a smokin crater to be sure, fine time indeed, because of the weather! Well, that was part of it lol.
And Hershey, what can I say, lost my shit in Hershey!
But speaking of Toga PF: could have gone to that 6/18/83 show, BUT…long story short, IDIOT!
Caught the 84&85 madness, and that’s what I recall madness, the band, the weather, the scene, “ran into a rain storm”
Had tix for 88 but long short, had to sell and go to hospital for upper GI etc, BOOOOOooooo!
TOOoooGA

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I was at that 10.9.81 show. One of my worst concert experiences, actually.

It could've been epic. I was living in NorCal, got a call from a friend down South who said he had extra tix for the Stones gig, did we wanna come down? In those days, the answer to questions like that was always yes, even if it meant we would have to leave now and drive all night to be there. So we did. We drove 400 some miles in the Magic Bus (my roomie's VW van), got to our friend's apartment at about 3am, where there was a party raging. Everybody decided to head over to the Coliseum and get in line. So we did. Eventually got inside and had a decent spot on the grass, where I lay me down to sleep for a while, finally, before the show started.

Woke up when Prince started his set. He's getting booed from the get go. I had no idea who he was, and was in no condition to make any judgments, just wanted to find a bathroom and maybe a coffee. Coffee? Hell, no. My friend's got something a little more potent. I snort a spoonful of it and as my neurons suddenly snap into action and the whole ugly scene comes into focus. The band's Black. The crowd's white. They're throwing shit, booing. A Stones roadie comes out and scolds them. Says something like, "this is who the Stones wanted to open the show, if you don't dig it, at least show some respect." They didn't show some respect. They kept throwing shit till Prince stopped playing, maybe halfway through his set. A really horrible moment, because it definitely felt like these people where fine with Black music, as long as it was played by white people.

Thorogood, playing his bar band blues, was much better received. As was J Geils with their white boy R&B schtick. The Stones, I have to say, were bad. I saw them four times, and this was by far the weakest performance. Sound was horrible, and the band was so untogether it was hard to figure out what song they were playing.

"Dude, is this Shattered?"

"I think it's Get Off My Cloud. No, wait, it's When the Whip Comes Down. Isn't it?"

I thought maybe my memory of the event was overly negative, perhaps fueled by my relative unfamiliarity with the Great God Speed, but just a couple weeks ago I spent time with an old friend who had also been there. He remembered it pretty much the same way: Bad vibes, bad show. Sometimes that's how it goes.

Finally cooling off today after a week of 110F. Praise ye gods! Last five:

Little Feat: Waiting for Columbus
TTB: I am the Moon (vinyl finally arrived!)
Kamasi Washington: Heaven and Earth
Sly and the Family Stone: Live at the Fillmore
Prince: Sign o the Times

Yeah Crow, similar unfortunately less than ideal experience with the Stones.
Might of been 78? Definitely around 1980, Rich Stadium, no clue who else was on the bill?
Honestly, we weren’t big fans, probably still too young to really get their deal?
Anyway, kinda funny to say now after what happened to Dead Land, but we went mostly to party in the lot and in those days about the time all the openers were finished and basically just after the main act came on you could just waltz right in without a ticket.
But the sound was so atrocious that you couldn’t tell what they were playing half the time! Loud and bad, is not good…I believe that’s the only concert outta hundreds, thousands? that I ever walked out on, and it was free!
Unfortunately this soured me and my pigheaded young peanut from ever going to see the Stones again : (
So remember boys and girls: God Is Sound!
ALL HAIL John, Dan, Don, Howard etc, those Ultrasound folks were Gods!

EDIT: ooopps forgot, I have a PBS recording on the DVR that I haven’t watched yet of the Feat, the current lineup, playing Columbus. Can’t comment since I’ve not watched it yet but just an FYI to keep an eye out…

It's a horrible feeling, being in a crowd that starts booing or throwing things at someone on stage. My worst memory of that was at Reading Festival, 1977. Both Jayne County ( Wayne as she was then) and a reggae band, whose name escapes me, got bottled off because they didn't meet the white hard rock template. It was an intolerant era, and if someone didn't like the look of you...bosh.
Many years later, at a Blues Festival, both Courtney Pine and then group of gospel singers got rough treatment for daring to be different.
Curiously, I looked at the bands who played at Reading in 1977, and apparently Kingfish were scheduled to play on the first day. We arrived way too late to have caught them.. so that was something of a missed opportunity.

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....those '80's rockers can still rock. Very impressed with Poison and Def Leppard. Crue and Jett were pretty good too. I will say that the sound was incredible though. Neat little thing they did. I caught a whiff of cigarette smoke and thought, "who lit that?", then Crue broke into Smoking In The Boys Room. Then the cigarette smell was gone. Some olfactory sense trick??
Tommy Lee did get a few girls to show off their boobs too.
Everyone had a blast, but my son was ready to leave after four hours lol.
Rock on 🤘

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I went to the show with my friend Chris was a big Prince fan even then. He turned in to a lot of music such as New York Dolls and a whole bunch of Zappa plus other stuff.

If you had to categorize him, he would qualify as Black. I say that because of Crow's observation of "we want White people playing Black music". I dont recall his thoughts on the rejection of Prince and his band.

Was the reason that Prince was booed because he was black-or was it more the music he and his band played, and the way it was presented? Reason I wonder this, is that when I saw The Stones in 1973, Billy Preston played a set in support with no problem. And in 1982, Black Uhuru were one of the support bands, and they went down really well. On the Stones 1969 tour of America, both Ike and Tina Turner and B.B King were on the bill-and I have never read that they had any problems with the crowds.
Personally, I like B.B.King and Ike and Tina - Black Uhuru were okay - Prince I have never really cared for. Not that I would have booed him, obviously -I'd have been really interested in what he was like live if I'd come across him by chance.

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Prince Rogers Nelson achieved great success in entertainment. He was known for having multiple bodyguards in public at all times and being standoffish and unapproachable to fans as well as often maintaining unwanted contact with other celebrities.

He had talent to be sure - his guitar soloing on that famous take of "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," with Tom Petty, Dhani Harrison, Jeff Lynne etc. is the stuff of legend.

He always came across to me as creepy and a little bit of a prick. Also, in his music, he could not produce a drum sound to save his life - and ultimately, he didn't. Thin and tinny - tit tit tit tat tit his percussion always went.

Prince wasn't for me and he never will be although millions disagree and that is their choice.

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I sure wish I could have seen pig on lovelight. It would be cool if a genie in a bottle (like on the twilight zone) would appear with 3 wishes. One wish would be at a pig show. I would definitely not play pocket pool at that show.

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My timeline was Aerosmith rock in a hard place tour1983 I believe, and ac/dc 1984 to Judas priest. I jumped in the whole hair band scene, until I started going to the max creek bar scene in Providence R.I. at the living room. Total party scene, and acid source. Jiggle the handle, and later max creek with jiggle as one band jiggle the creek. They were the launching pad to terrapin station. The first dead show at BB arena, and on the bus since.

....that was the mid-eighties. It was bad-ass. I was bad-ass. Still is/am.
80's metal is not dead. Just ask the 40K plus fans singing along to every song last night. Holy flashback Batman!
And my granddaughter gave me the biggest hug afterwards and her husband gave me double fist bumps. Then I introduced them to my post concert ritual. In-N-Out burgers. Passing the torch y'all because music is indeed. The best.
And yes. That's my son making the face I love/hate.

I wasn't suggesting that Prince wasn't talented either. He wasn't my cup of coco, but he obviously had something. I wasn't put off by the androgynous aspect - in Britain in the early 70's a lot of boys who were into rock music looked like girls. I was really into The Stones and David Bowie, Iggy and the Stooges. And although I have never felt inclined to wear makeup, when I look at photographs of myself when I was 18, I look as though I had had a sex change compared to how I looked a few years earlier.

The hair metal bands of the 80s passed me by - I gravitated towards punk in 1976- but the heavy rock bands of the early 70's were the soundtrack of my teens. Black Sabbath, Deep Purple, Uriah Heep etc. Hawkwind being the main one, and they were also the gateway drug to The Dead. The music press of the day often referred to them as the English version of The Dead, and I used to wonder - who they?

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....I'm guessing daverock is approximately ten years older than me.
It's all about the teenage formative years in my opinion.
And yes. I recall wearing makeup. Earring. Spiked belt. Mullet. Roachclips. Walkman. Pushead art shirts. Converses.
I was dangerous.

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Any recommendations for poets? English language, 20th or 21st century? We pick up the keys to our house in Shetland on Tuesday, the winter nights up there are dark and long, plenty of reading time. I find I prefer to dip into things these days, my concentration is shot, probably an internet victim, so poetry suits me fine. No Beat poets thanks, I read all that stuff when I was in my teens, that was enough then, they really tried too hard.

After many hours of auditioning, I've chosen a new hi-fi system. Focal Kanta 3 speakers, Sugden A21se amp and Gold Note CD1000 cd player. Cables I'll go with the salesman's recommendations. Cables were the hardest things to audition, not that many available to demo. It has the best balance of clarity and warmth I found at that price which to be honest was well over my original budget, still, 'you're a long time dead' as my Irish mum often used to remind me. Any thoughts, any down sides you can see before I hand over the dosh? What exactly is a Class A amplifier, the technical stuff is all gibberish to me?

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Congratulations on your move, Nick1234. Am totally unfamiliar with your audio equipment, however known is that you have given it much thought and chosen with great care, may it bring you endless hours of enjoyment. Had the good fortune to travel through much of Scotland, but not all the way out to the westerly isles, nor to the north, Orkney is on the bucket list. Shetland as you know well is more Norwegian so many ways... the north being a center of the early civilized western universe thousands of years ago rather than the wilderness south of England when it was contiguous with northern Europe at Doggerland. Do you know the work of poet Norman MacCaig? See what you might think. Recent notes on the Rolling Stones had me thinking back to my teen years, I listened to Big Hits: High Tide and Green Grass endlessly summer of 1966 when it came out, learning guitar parts. My introduction to Muddy Waters music was through the Stones, no surprise there but it was such roots. Later on Thanksgiving 1969, I missed a first shot at seeing them live. They were at the Baltimore Civic Center for the "Get Your Ya Yas Out" Tour and my fourteen year of brother somehow managed to score a ticket... but my parents would not allow him to go. I was seventeen at that point, had been to a bunch of rock shows. But no, my parents said, if he can't go, it would not be fair to give his ticket to you... Aaarrrggggggh. Did not get to see them live until the Exile tour, at RFK stadium.

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Thanks dmcvt, no I wasn't familiar with Norman MacCaig but I will be soon, his collected poems will be the first package I'll have delivered to our new house.

You must make it to Shetland, it's a magical place. I've travelled all over the world and it's the only place I've wanted to live. It's very civilized but very wild at the same time.

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Nick - the poets who immediately came to mind on reading your posts were Coleridge, William Blake and T.S.Eliot. You may well already have read them , but if you haven't, "The Rime of the "Ancient Mariner" and Blakes "Songs of Innocence and of Experience" may be the best entry points.
There's an obvious Dead connection with Eliot, in that both "Dark Star" and "Stella Blue" feature lines that are very close to ones in "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock." "The Four Quartets" is infinity confined within a poem.
But it's all down to personal choice. My best friend hates Eliot, saying she doesn't want to read books where you have to read another book to find out what they are about. She would recommend Haiku, the three line Japanese poems. Basho would be worth checking out in that field. I don't agree with her- I tend to like books that exist just on the edge of my understanding.

VGuy - yes, I was thinking that about our respective ages. Heavy rock was also the sound of my teens more than 20's. I had friends who were into what was called The New Wave of British Heavy Metal in the early-mid 80s - Saxon, Samson, Iron Maiden etc Motorhead were lumped in - I liked them alright-but more their singles than their albums. But the NWOBHM, as it was known didn't appeal to me at all.
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I used to work voluntarily, before covid struck, as the Saturday librarian at the Buddhist Society in Eccleston Square in London. They published a lot of Haiku including Basho and I read a lot and enjoyed it, but always wondered if I liked the translator rather than the original author. How do you translate Japanese characters into English and keep the Haiku format? I'll purchase a few volumes though so thanks for the nudge Dave and thanks for the other suggestions.

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Nick: at great risk of divergence, pandemic fostered my run through a spell of various readings from Scotland, for example Andrew Grieg's tome on fishing and philosophy, At The Loch of The Green Corrie, how I found MacCaig. Also in that vein of self discovery by journal, The Outrun by Amy Liptrot, growing up on an Orkney farm with Skara Brae next door, her escape to London, mired in drunken dissolution, the saving grace of return to essential roots. Now many of us moderate tipplers might know the superb Highland Park of Orkney well enough, so I will look for your report on Shetlands only distillery, Saxa Vord.

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I'll check out the distillery at Saxa Vord and report back. As you say Highland Park is top notch. I have been to Saxa Vord but not the distillery. It's lovely on Unst, the northern most island in the UK but it is two ferry rides from my house. I may stay up there for a few days next spring. Saxa Vord holds the record wind speed for the UK, 197mph! Blimey! It was New Year's Eve 1991 if I remember correctly, two Canadian hikers sadly died.

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Yes, they can amount to a re-writing of the original text sometimes. A few years ago I was in a poetry group - we would decide on a poet, then meet up a week later to discuss what we had chosen. It takes all sorts, as they say. Anyway, when we read Baudelaire it seemed that all the translations of specific poems that we brought in were markedly different from each other.
Not poetry, but a remarkable book I got delivered yesterday is "The Guitar Circle" by Robert Fripp. It's nominally about guitar playing, but he takes a meditative approach to the subject. In the parts I have read, he considers the relationship of sound to silence, and of our bodies to instruments. It's a long way from Bert Weedon.

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Have you seen his 'Sunday Lunch ' videos with Toyah? Disturbing but they show he does have a cracking sense of humour.

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....I've watched a few. He's like the crazy uncle that you would never want to leave a family reunion.

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41 years ago today, I was at the Greek Theatre for an absolute blast of an evening with the Good Ole Grateful Dead. It just happened to be Mickey Harts birthday and Joan Baez came out with a cake and the crowd sang Happy Birthday to Mickey Hart.. This 1981 run at the Greek Theatre was my favorite of all the times the Dead played at the Greek in the 1980s. This was my favorite show at the Greek of all the Dead shows I saw there.

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No, I hadn't seen any of those clips before. They look like a wacky couple - we could do with a few people like that round here. Maybe not next door.
I noticed today that the bard of Salford, John Cooper Clarke is performing here in Lowestoft in a week or two. He was what was called a punk poet, and he became known in England round about 1977. "Evidently Chickentown" may be the single most profane poem ever written -best heard live, with no musical backing - maybe Glastonbury 1981. Definitely someone to hear, not read.

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Late as always.

Prince - Miles Davis liked him.

Poets,,, know none, but I know a tune called "Everette" by Slaid Cleaves. (I always think it's title, "that's just what poets do". Lyrics below.

Everette

Everette Maddox was the poet laureate of the Maple Leaf Bar in New Orleans, which was where his ashes were buried in 1990, after a jazz parade around Carrollton. This song was recorded by Slaid Cleaves on his Unsung album. The lyric is included in Umpteen Ways of Looking at a Possum, an anthology of writings about Everette published by Xavier University.

Tyger, tyger, burning bright,
Through the forests of the night.
Everette’s was the hand and eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry.
Everette, could cage it in a
Line of thought, a line of verse.
Everette knew what words were worth.
And Everette’s words were diamond words.
Whenever you heard them, something stirred
Inside of you.
‘Cause that’s what poets do.

Oh, Everette, he never et
A square meal in thirty years.
But men don’t live by bread alone,
And you could find him any time,
Slouched upon his high chair,
Drinking scotch,
And staring at his crotch.

He slept on sofas, slept on floors.
Some nights, he slept out of doors.
Napkin backs and envelopes
Were the places Everette wrote
His masterworks,
And all of us young

Turks gathered up the scraps
That Everette tossed into our laps.
That’s how Everette won his fame:
We’d print them under Everette’s name,
Every year or two,
‘Cause that’s what poets do.

Who was the man behind the mask?
None of us ever dared to ask.
Poetry was Everette’s shield and sword.
Despair could be its own reward,
When despair was polished hard,
Until it shone, like a precious stone,
Where all of the pain could sparkle through.
‘Cause that’s what poets do.

And all of us at the Maple Leaf,
Knew that he would come to grief.
Some folks live so close to death,
That you can swear you smell it on their breath

Yes, poets dream, and poets drink.
Poets live life on the brink.
Poets smoke, and poets die,
And if you ever ask them why,
They’ll tell you, they don’t have a clue.
They’ll tell you,
It’s just what poets do.

So, Everette’s body turned to ash,
And we all had a mighty bash.
People came from near and far,
To toast the bard at the bard’s bar.
We knew he would have done the same for us.

And Everette, wherever you are,
Leaning on some heavenly bar,
Sloshed upon some sacred stool,
Where God serves His holy fools —
Even while you damn Him to His face —
Everette, I know you’ve got His grace.

And as I listened at your wake,
I saw how only you could make
Triumph out of tragedy,
Tragedy into a divine comedy.
Your words, your words will outlive you.
‘Cause, Everette,
That’s what poets do.

Bluebonnet Border SkinnyWords and music © 1992 by Steve Brooks and Frog Records

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A poem so lovely as the GOGD. Although there was a time that I did read a fair amount of poetry. Used to reread Whitman's Leaves of Grass every summer. Had a pocketbook version that I took with me on long bus rides and backpacking trips. I always thought Walt should be considered an honorary beat. “Unscrew the locks from the doors! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs! " (Although I think he maybe meant "jams.") Also used to like Dylan Thomas a lot. Maybe I need to go back to that stuff?

That Playing in the Band feature is kind of cool. If nothing else, it confirms my long head belief that Weir Is Lord over all rhythm guitarists. If we can even call what he does "rhythm guitar." It's really more like what McCoy Tyner does behind John Coltrane: constantly shifting chord shapes, shifting rhythmic accents, little single-note melodies between chords. It's amazing stuff, and very fucking hard to play like that. (Try it, amigos.) We tend to focus on Jerry, understandably, but man, Bob could play his ass off.

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What a fantastic show this was, another great night with the Good Ole Grateful Dead. They opened up with a knockout version of Shakedown Street. It would be really nice if this 1981 run at the Greek could be released, it was my favorite year there.

I also find my ears drifting towards what Bob is doing-especially in 1972. Very inventive - I like the combination of single notes and partial chords - as Crow suggests it's much more than just keeping time. I seem to remember reading him referred to as a "colourist" once, which seemed right to me.

I've also just noticed that on Amazon they have lopped 20% off the price of the 1981 show that's due to come out soon.

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