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    Oooops. It seems I can't edit my last post. I mean: Let's see what will happen. Sorry.
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    My guy just died and i cant get LSD anymore. Im to old to know where to find it now. Any advice on where would be a common place to find it would be nice i figured if anyone would know it would be you guys.
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    Quote:Posted: June 15, 2007 - 3:50am Casey Jones in Berlin!! Diesen Zug, stark auf Kokain fahren, Casey Jones ist, aufpassen deine Geschwindigkeit bereit. Mühe voran, Mühe nach, Und du weißt, daß Begriff gerade meinen Verstand kreuzte. Diese alte Maschine bildet ihn rechtzeitig, Zeitraum der Blatt-zentralen Station 'ein Viertel bis neun, Erfolge Fluss-Verzweigung bei siebzehn zu, An einem Viertel bis 10 weißt du, daß es travlin wieder ist. Diesen Zug, stark auf Kokain fahren, Casey Jones ist, aufpassen deine Geschwindigkeit bereit. Mühe voran, Mühe nach, Und du weißt, daß Begriff gerade meinen Verstand kreuzte. Mühe voran, Dame im Rot, Meinen Rat befolgen, den du weg von den Toten besser sein würdest. Des schlafenden Switchmans, bilden hundert aus und zwei ist Auf der falschen Schiene und vorangegangen für dich. Diesen Zug, stark auf Kokain fahren, Mühe voran, Mühe nach, Und du weißt, daß Begriff gerade meinen Verstand kreuzte. Mühe mit dir ist die Mühe mit mir, Zwei gute Augen aber dich erhalten noch nicht sehen. Ringsum die Schlaufe, dich kommen wissen, daß es das Ende ist, Der Feuerwehrmann schreit und die Maschine glaenzt gerade… ----------------------------------------------------- Haha, did you translate this with a little help from Babel Fish ? I'm sorry, but it makes no sense at all. I translated your german version into french, than into portuguese and back to english. Let's what will happen: Casey Jones in Berlin! this convoy, on of the Kokain leads strong, is a Casey Jones, to make attention loan your speed. The effort ahead, effort, and you know that the notion crossed my agreement necessarily. It it time, the period of the leaf central offices affixes ' form this old device one room to the new, successes junction of river with dezassete too much, one room to the 10 knows you who are of new travlin.' This convoy, on of the Kokain leading strong, is a Casey Jones, making attention loan your speed. The effort ahead, effort, and you know that the notion crossed my agreement necessarily to follow an effort ahead, lady red, to mean the advice that you would be better distant deaths. The Switchmans that sleeps, one hundred form and of two on the false carril and had preceded for you. This convoy, on of the Kokain that goes down strong, ahead, the effort, and knows an effort that the notion crossed my agreement necessarily. The effort with is it of maintenance not still the effort with me, of two good eyes does not see it however. The closed circuit, comes it entour it knows that it was the end, walked the man of firemen and the device shines necessarily
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    "Porpoise" is one of my songs, I will post the lyrics for your enjoyment: I'm just a porpoise that looks like a dog I got big funny ears, you might think I was a frog If you saw me But I'm just a, well...porpoise I got lots of gray fur All over my back I got a dorsal fin and my nose is black I'm just a, well...porpoise Re: all these wonderful folks: I think they were either not aware of the previous forum (Dead.net sent out emails to like, everyone about the new site) and/or the chaos of the old forum freaked 'em out and they couldn't deal. Either way, its too bad, 'cause we coulda used 'em! My turn for questions: Joe, ain't you shackin' up in Jersey? I grew up in Union, NJ. | I'm just a, well...porpoise. |
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    and I've always wondered where all of these good folks who are here now were during the wild west days??
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    hey Sken
    what is that porpoise line from??
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    Been wondering the same thing about some folks...
    I think with all the topics now available and sub-topics and super-forums, etc, its so easy to lose track of folks especially now that us old 'wild west' folks have been merged into the general population. Now, I wouldn't post without a link would I? No! I've been listening to 7-8-78 over and over again (Oroboros sent me some AUD's that I believe he engineered himself and well!) as it is just a great show. Wharf Rat>Franklin's is not to be missed! http://tela.sugarmegs.org/_asxtela/gd1978-07-08.asx | I'm just a, well...porpoise. |
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    just wondering how all of the old gang are doing?? anyone in touch with Gypsy Soul? I ain't heard hide nor hare from here for what seems like a while... out on the plains in a bad cowboy B movie, one cowboy remarks to the other: 'seems quiet 'round these parts' "yeah, too quiet." his pardner responds... peace. ( -: "Saint Stephen avec une rose, dans et hors du jardin il va, Jardin de pays sous le vent et la pluie, Partout où il va le peuple tout se plaint."
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    OK OK, so maybe I went a bit overboard with the translation thang... ( -; peace.
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    Uncle John's Band in Barcelona...
    Band de tío Juan Manan los primeros días son los días más duros, no tú preocupación más, La 'causa cuando vida parece la calle fácil, allí es peligro en tu puerta. Pensar esto a través con mí, dejarme saben tu mente, ¿Wo, oh, qué deseo saber, soy soy tú bueno? Es opción de un bailarín del buck mi amigo; mejorar la toma mi consejo. Sabes todas las reglas ahora y el fuego del hielo. ¿Vendrás con mí? ¿No vendrás con mí? ¿Wo, oh, qué deseo saber, tú vengo con mí? ¿Goddamn, pozo que declaro, has visto los similares? Su pared se construye de cannonballs, su lema es “no pisa en mí”. Venido oír a tío John'n Band el jugar a la marea, Viene con mí, o va solamente, él se viene tomar a sus niños a casa. Es la misma historia que el cuervo me contó; es el único que él conoce. Como el sol de la mañana vienes y como el viento vas. No hay tiempo para odiar, mide el tiempo apenas para esperar, ¿Wo, oh, qué deseo saber, dónde el tiempo voy? Vivo en una mina de plata y la llamo la tumba del mendigo; Me conseguí un violín y te pido llamar la consonancia, cualquiera bien escogido, puedo oír tu voz. ¿Wo, oh, qué deseo saber, cómo la canción voy? Venido oír a Venda de tío Juan al lado de la orilla, Consiguió algunas cosas para hablar, aquí al lado de la marea de levantamiento. Venido oír a Venda de tío Juan el jugar a la marea, Se adelanta adelante, o va solamente, él se viene tomar a sus niños a casa. Wo, oh, qué deseo saber, cómo hace la canción ir.
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one basic scam, there are many variations, on the manufacturers of 'real' goods works like this, POLO or somebody contracts a sweat shop in SEA or China to make 1,000,000 shirts. they get paid for that. Polo gets their 1,000,000 shirts. Ralph Lauren or his heirs sit around and count their money. meanwhile, in reality, 2,000,000 shirts are made and the extra million go into the black market. plenty more hustles and scams where that came from. peace.
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somehow it is true life is like that go to one store they want 20.00dollar .walk awayeehmm cheap!!!go into next they want6.00.i buy it fake real supporting another country.i really dont give a shit ihave to live they have to live.this went on befor i was born it will go on after im dead unless our earth dies before me.ahh, just reminded me THINK GREEN.please,all of a sunden we care about the earth.we are all taking part in destroying it.in oneway or another.if it survives for the next 7 generations.i'll amaze me.we have always had toxic pollutions,the price/fight over fucken oops oil no ones goona be able to drive .so why all this talk?im confused...heed help..professional and otherwise.hee,hee.oh and if we all do our part we"ll save the earth?i think not i am not more powerful than mother earth.and i have a great respect but ive polluted her.with lots of man made bullshit.so how do we reshape this?im getting way tierd.......oh my forgive my b' attitude
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Good words heathaafeathaa! By the way I think that if you are the only user online (like me now) you should be granted special powerw There are currently 1 user and 30 guests online. Online users * cosmicbadger yeeehah All online users
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i say its the late night half brain dead.yah when i signed out last night ther were quit a few gust.and just you and i .its partly cause its my only time w/out being interupted.and it actually relaxes me befor going to bed.but on the spelling note i cant spell when im wide awake or half a sleep.hee ,hee. oh my daughter thanks you for the link,she turned her freinds onto it.and get this her teacher."shes now in full debate w/what they learned in school on some of that..oh my.. i love it!!! peace
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All Recent posts Members Who's onlineThere are currently 9 users and 233 guests online. Online users DeadicatedBozo BusCC JoeMarshungdclayphilphreekdstacheGreg MacfarlanemoosilaukeAll online users 9 users?? I've been clean for 23 years. ( -;
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YUP,SPECIAL SPELLING POWERS would help.HOW ABOUT POSTING POWERS WHEN you post somthing andyou re read it and you kick yourself in the ass...wishing you didnt post it..or how boutretreving them from cyber soace cause ya really wrote somthing good and it gets lost .then you try like heck to write it ove cant remembe.on my part.ha ha.okay badger so you dont get them tonight well neither do i ,9 people on 91guest.thats pretty cool.im going to sleep early.and ccjoe 23yrs clean is great!!!im working on 6.this post kills me look at how it is written out..my oh my..golden slumbers is calling me. peace
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I was the only user for a short time tonight, My special power would be to have the key to the vault and open it for everyone. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. Wiliam Blake
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Yes I am the only USER (ha ha CCJoe) here again. My special power is to swap everyone's user name around and then try and guess who is who from how and what they write. How about it mods..how about some anarchic fun?
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please listen more carefully, I said granted SPECIAL powers not Stephanie Powers.
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Heathaafeathaa. Glad to hear your daughter is having fun with her new wisdom! Its so great when they get all excited about stuff. Thanks for reminding me, was a long time ago. My son is 25 now.
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I'd prefer Stefanie Powers! 9 out of 10 mad scientists agree. "All energy flows according to the whims of the Great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him."
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"That's where the fun is; Way Out!" The Dude Abides!
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I get Stefanie Powers! Yeah, baby! The Dude Abides!
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or was it Austin Powers you wanted?
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CB, I can't see your post but I'll check back later (for some reason none of the embeds are displaying at the moment). I'd actually love to shag Elizabeth Hurley rotten! I am absolutely in love with her since "Austin Powers..." and the movie, "Bedazzled". She was absolutely fabulous in those devil costumes! Too bad she turned out to be a Fembot. Bummer, man. I like to see girls of that... caliber!
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Thanks CB! CCJoe, those were too funny, as well. Scott, I want you to meet daddy's nemesis, Austin Powers.
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Yeah, baby!
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Stepford Wives anyone?? truth is stranger than fiction! how long do you reckon before there is a whole genre of porn starring these 'real' fembots? there is no limit to the depravity of human imagination... sheesh! ( -;
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Shall we shag now, or shall we shag later? I never forget a pussy... cat.
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can mean many things including1: a strong coarse tobacco that has been shredded 2: a matted tangle of hair or fiber; "the dog's woolly shag" 3: a fabric with long coarse nap; "he bought a shag rug" 4: British slang terms for ‘intimate relations’ (a la Austin Powers) 5: a lively dance step consisting of hopping on each foot in turn 6: A bird of the cormorant family 7 to chase after and retrieve (baseballs hit in batting practice) 8 a haircut, short in front and longer in back, with multiple layers cut so as to produce a stylishly unkempt look This provides endless opportunities for fun. Some years ago I was driving to the college where I was a lecturer, the morning after a big storm. On the way I noticed a large black bird sat about 30 yards from the road in a freshly ploughed (plowed?) field. I stopped to have a closer look and saw to my amazement that the bird was a shag (a large bird normally found at sea) that had obviously been blown inland by the storm and had landed, exhausted in the mud. I walked out into the field to rescue it. The shag was too tired to fly, but tried to run away from me. In chasing it around the field I soon became covered in in sticky clay mud. When I finally captured it (taking care to avoid its large sharp beak) I put it into a large cardboard box. I drove on, by now very late for my first class, parked, picked up the box and my bag and ran to the lecture room. The students were all waiting patiently as I rushed in, leaving a trail of muddy footprints, put the box with the bird in it on the desk, and gleefully announced: ‘Sorry I’m late everybody, I had to stop for a shag in a muddy field!’ There was a shocked silence and few nervous laughs and quizzical stares. I savoured the moment for as long as I could before opening the box, to reveal the gratefully rescued seabird! Note: Later I took the shag to a wildlife rescue centre where it was fed lots of fish and soon released back into the wild where it still lives today, telling its disbelieving buddies about the day it went to college.
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is it me or do the fembots mouths not match up with their words, just like the godzilla movies??? nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
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I agree with you gypsy soul like a bad godzilla movie :)
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yeah, I do not think they got the timing 'just exactly perfect' one of those two robot Japanese babes says something to the effect of "please do not say or do anything that may be 'sexual harrassment' " the voices are really annoying, like the "put on" voices that Japanese department store elevator girls are forced to use. or the recorded announcements in department stores... trust me, they do NOT talk like that in real life. hey badger, did you smoke "fags" in the UK??
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While shagging some fly balls at my college athletic facility years ago, I witnessed as a shag was struck by a baseball and nearly killed. My teammates and I picked the creature up and carried it to the vehicle of our captain, who was also an instructor at the school. As the bird lay dazed on the shag carpet of the college lecturer's panel van's floor (shaggin' wagon) we attempted to calm our nerves by smoking some freshly rolled shag. Within a few moments, the shag began to reclaim it's faculties and attempted to stand but due to the lingering shock, it began to shag around hysterically, which caught the attention of a stray shaggy dog passing nearby. The dog bolted towards the bird unbeknownst to most of our group with the exception of a rather shy lad named Karl, who sported a '70's style shag haircut. I hadn't noticed the impending tragedy due to my attention being distracted by the attractive beauty of a collegian, named Vanessa Kensington. God she was beautiful! I'm sure she could shag like a minx! As I drifted off in the blissful lust of an afternoon daydream, my reality was shattered by the sound of high pitched human screams, deep bestial groans and the sound of clawing against the enamored sheet metal of the van's floor and walls. Wow, I was shagging Vanessa rotten! Dreams do come true! I've often wondered how that fucking bird got away from that mangy dog. Oh, well. All's well that end's well... All right guard, begin the unnecessarily slow-moving dipping mechanism.
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cosmicbadger and GRTUD Well you are certainly keeping me amused. If I say it doesn't take much for that to happen don't be insulted. These synapses never had a problem with boredom. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. Wiliam Blake
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maybe you should move to Carolina, Professor Devotion: SHAGGING'S A CAROLINA DUTY AND PLEASURE Published: September 10, 1989 To the Editor: Roy Attaway writes (''Shagging,'' Op-Ed, Aug. 18): ''Last April, I was in Columbia and was informed by the chamber of commerce - facetiously? - that the shag is now the state dance of South Carolina.'' For the record, the General Assembly of South Carolina designated the shag the official dance of South Carolina by Act 329 of 1984. The 1989 South Carolina legislative manual states: ''The shag, one of the great developments of terpsichorean culture and native to this state, is performed to music known as rhythm and blues.'' We Charlestonians have mixed emotions, as we (with a little help from Myrtle Beach) invented not only the shag but also another dance of some small renown - the Charleston. I read Roy Attaway's article on Sunday morning in Hilton Head, where the preceding night the South Carolina Trial Lawyers Association had its annual convention dance. A large number of trial lawyers and half the state's judiciary spent Saturday evening confirming the wisdom of the General Assembly by doing the shag! ROBERT N. ROSEN Charleston, S.C., Aug. 21, 1989 The writer is the author of ''A Short History of Charleston.' This kind of stuff never fails to have us simple minded Brits rolling around on the floor in hysterics
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Sitting in Mangrove Valley chasing lightbeamsEverything wanders from baby to Z Baby, baby, pretty, young on Tuesday Old like a rum drinking demon at tea Baby, baby, tell me what's the matter Why, why tell me, what's your why now? Tell me why will you never come home? Tell me what's your reason if you got a good one Everywhere I go The people all know Everyone's doin' that shag Take my line go fishing for a Tuesday Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three Rain gonna come but the rain gonna go, you know Stepping off sharply from the rank and file Awful cold and dark like a dungeon Maybe get a little bit darker 'fore the day Hipsters, tripsters, real cool chicks, sir, everyone's doin' that shag You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset No one is watching or standing in your shoes Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning Everything promised is delivered to you Don't neglect to pick up what your share is All the winter birds are winging home now Hey Love, go and look around you Nothing out there you haven't seen before now But you can wade in the water and never get wet if you keep on doin' that shag One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild The aces are crawling up and down your sleeve Come back here, Baby Louise, and tell me the name of the game that you play Is it all fall down? Is it all go under? Is it all fall down, down, down Is it all go under? Everywhere I go the people all know everybody's doin' that shag Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my underground lair.
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It is one thing to indulge in tasteless, testosterone-driven, innuendo-laden, low-brow word play It is QUITE ANOTHER to adulterate the sacred words of Mr Hunter Apologise now or Santa Claus will not be passing YOUR way this year
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!! :)
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Happy Halloween to you and happy hunting too! aaaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Werewolves of London aaaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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When I was in high school we had a new foreign exchange student from Australia, in class one day she asked another student if she could "borrow his rubber". She was asking for what we call an eraser but for us a rubber was a condom. She didn't even realize what she had said, poor girl, the whole class was in stitches. Then when someone told her what a rubber was and to watch the shocked look on her face as it registered, well the whole class was almost on the floor laughing. She was able to let it just fly off of her after her initial shock and made a quick entry into being a part of the school with this introduction that everyone heard about. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. Wiliam Blake
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Adulterate - Shag... very funny: ) And you called me, "Low Brow"? That's no way to get "a head" in the world. Try not to get "a head" of yourself. Happy Halloween, All Saints Day and All Souls Day (Day of the Dead) to everyone! I hope everyone had a fun and safe night of Trick or Treating. We had a beautiful and nearly half moon illuminating the local festivities which included some very scary ghouls and goblins demanding Tricks or Treats. My wife insisted I provide the later so I dressed up like a slightly deranged suburbanite and shelved my true prankster self for another year. She has promised that when the sacred night falls on a night I'm off from work, I can pursue the event with no restraint. Maybe I'll take off next year and get "a head" start. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my underground lair.
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When I was in school, there was an older teacher that would always refer to rain boots as, "rubbers" and, being the sophisticated students to which badger has made reference (at least in my situation), we would howl with laughter. I still chuckle when I think about those times and your story brought back that memory for me. Thanks! Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my underground lair.
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Its study right now and were supposed to be working and doing our homework, but i did it all and I didnt take my meds tonight. (ADD) I also have the giggles. everything is making me laugh. maybe the dining hall drugged the turkey that was for dinner.
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the rumor I heard was that Jerry wanted to be on the 'Ace Freehley' side of the stage and Phil, playing bass, should be on the Gene Simmons side since Jerry was a big KISS fan back in the 70's... believe it if you need it. yuk yuk yuk. ( - ;
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do not adjust your sets, for some reason I can not post in the false alarm thread. trying to put this here, now... peace.
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please make your guesses for Round 20 back in the real False Alarm thread, not here. Pretty please with sugar on top please post them in the other thread. I finally could post the vid there. I guess the original network resumed programming. thankx.
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Hey now! I came across a sealed vinyl copy of Keith and Donna's album they made in 1975 which I frankly did not know existed. Can anyone shed some light as to the quality of the album as the asking price is pretty high. It looks like it would be a pretty good album, but how come the Dead have not released it on CD? Thanks in advance for the help on this one.. The Estimated Prophet
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these the tracks? River Deep, Mountain High (Barry / Greenwich / Spector) Sweet Baby (Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) Woman Make You (Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) When You Start To Move (Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) Showboat (lyrics: Brian Godchaux / music: Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) My Love For You (Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) Farewell Jack (lyrics: Brian Godchaux / music: Keith Godchaux / Donna Godchaux) Who Was John (Traditional) Every Song I Sing (Donna Godchaux / Keith Godchaux) jerry played guitar and did some backing or lead vocals as well, if memory serves... I used to have a tape of this, I liked it. how much is a sealed record worth?? who really can say.
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Buy it, its surprisingly good, with a lot of Garcia in it too. For real completists it includes, according to Blair Jackson, Garcia's longest ever studio slide solo! (on the wonderful 'Every Song I Sing') Used to play it a lot, but my old vinyl copy is scratched to hell now; if you don't like it let me know and I might just buy it off you! Would be nice to see it re-released on CD, maybe bundled with some of the Keith and Donna Band with Garcia live material from '75 . You can download some shows in MP3 on http://larscheid.com/?q=keith_and_donna_band_featuring_jerry_garcia_1975
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the cool kids in school are online now!! Who's online There are currently 2 users and 64 guests online. Online users cosmicbadgerCC Joe
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Hey, what about me?