Grateful Dead

Ya know....hanging around here and the SD.com site is a safe harbor....while your ship prepares to sail.....where, that's up to you..... we make our own magic....if we choose to.... FTW was a Grand Parade..... Nothing Dead affiliated will ever top it for me, they were not the best of shows by any stretch of the imagination, but they will always be the most memorable.... not because of the core 4 but the people, those in the park, those in the stadium, those on the streets...like minded folk....and we are everywhere.... Love comes to you and you follow Lose one on to the heart of the sunrise Sharp distance How can the wind with its arms All around me Lost on a wave and then after Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Sharp distance How can the wind with so many around me Lost in the city Lost in their eyes as you hurry by Counting the broken ties they decide Love comes to you and then after Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Lost on a wave that you're dreaming Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Sharp distance How can the wind with its arms all around Me Sharp distance How can the wind with so many around me I feel lost in the city Lost in their eyes as you hurry by Counting the broken ties they decided Straight light moving and removing Sharpness of the colour sun shine Straight light searching all the meanings Of the song Long last treatment of the telling that Relates to all the words sung Dreamer easy in the chair that really fits You Love comes to you and then after Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise Sharp distance How can the sun with its arms all around Me Sharp distance How can the wind with so many around me I feel lost in the city Gotta pick yourself up, dust yourself off....and start all over again.... just call me Merlin....

I thought racin' was my life... Racin's not my life. I dont mean to seem ungrateful for life or beauty or wonder and amazement. it's just that: It's not because I missed out on the thing that you had to start. Maybe I had too much too fast. Maybe I had too much too fast. I just feel like a lost sailor right now. Coming back to reality after Fare Thee Well isn't going well. I need a fix-Jonesin' real bad. It's just that reality here has so little of the magic I felt, nothing will ever be the same. I used to get into politics and activism but I cant stomach those struggles anymore. I need to move to where the climate suits my clothes. And I really need to see the Daydreamers again. Well you gassed her up Behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard You're looking for the heart of Saturday night And you got paid on Friday And your pockets are jinglin' And you see the lights You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6 And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night Then you comb your hair Shave your face Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace All the other days In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday You're reachin' your peak Stoppin' on the red You're goin' on the green 'Cause tonight'll be like nothin' You've ever seen And you're barrelin' down the boulevard Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin? Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye? Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye. Makes it kind of quiver down in the core 'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before And now you're stumblin' You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night Well you gassed her up And you're behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrellin' down the boulevard, You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin? Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye. Makes it kind of special down in the core And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before It's found you stumblin' Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night And you're stumblin' Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night

Reframe your expectations, be excited for life, for living, breathing, for Matt, the birds, the bees, the trees, and all things mundane.... which we all take for granted much too often.....Chicago and our group of dreamers has given me the opportunity to reframe my life, my goals and my expectations........the anticipation of FTW, the new friends, you included !!! have made my life a better place.... NYC, where I grew up is a fine place, it's expensive, it's fast, it's chaotic and it's definitely not Chicago....no judgement passed there, it was excellent....but they are very different experiences..... Talk to Matt, NYC must be experienced....at least once.....hell you will probably even get a Werewolves....you know, their bodies are a wonderland.....exceptionally hairy, but whatcha gonna do? If you decide to go, .let me know and I will get you the tix...promise.... and now for your listening pleasure and introspection .....some Crack the Sky..... Well, I was talking to a mirror image of what supposedly was to be me; and The eyes and the nose and the insignificant clothes supported the testimony. He said, "You're doing fine, you know. You've got an okay mind, you know. And I would hate to see you throw it away. You'd better hold on. Hold on. Hold on." I was telling him I was a bit fatigued about my life, both present and past; And when I recalled my thoughts of ending it all with an overdose of gas, He said, "You're doing fine, you know. You've got an okay mind, you know. And I would hate to see you throw it away. You'd better hold on. Hold on. Hold on." Hold on Hold on Hold on

DAMNIT!!! I hate that song. I wanted to be excited for something. Maybe this isn't it. Matt has never been to NYC and to see it on Halloween would be cool. Now I dunno. It is far...and If you're not going... I just want to hold onto the magic longer. They hung a sign up in out town "if you live it up, you won't live it down" So, she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Well, the moon was gold, her Hair like wind She said don't look back just Come on Jim Oh you got to Hold on, Hold on You got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold on Well, he gave her a dimestore watch And a ring made from a spoon Everyone is looking for someone to blame But you share my bed, you share my name Well, go ahead and call the cops You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops She said baby, I still love you Sometimes there's nothin left to do Oh you got to Hold on, hold on You got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here, you got to Just hold on. Well, God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken-china voice How I wish you were still here with me Well, you build it up, you wreck it down You burn your mansion to the ground When there's nothing left to keep you here, when You're falling behind in this Big blue world Oh you go to Hold on, hold on You got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You got to hold on Down by the Riverside motel, It's 10 below and falling By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes And started swaying But it's so hard to dance that way When it's cold and there's no music Well your old hometown is so far away But, inside your head there's a record That's playing, a song called Hold on, hold on You really got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here And just hold on.

...the vibe will always carry on....the faces and names will change....unfortunately but inevitably.... the fact that the MSG show, which will be the first and likely the sloppiest of Dead and co. ala Santa Clara 6/27, may not be one for the record books....it will sell out in minutes because all of the east coasters who missed out on Chicago want in, understandably so....Mayer is a proficient player, but not my cup of tea....seems self conscious and stiff....Billy said he and Mickey want to explore more drums....that is fine.... I applaud Phil for doing his own thing....and having the integrity to honor the meaning and spirit of Fare The Well.....the final performances.... If I go downstate at all, it will be to the Cap on 10/31.....much smaller venue with great sound, not in Manhattan.....no crowds, cheap hotels....etc.... With that said Miami, if you want, I will get you n Matt tix as promised.....contact me privately....email or text... Just keep in mind, if the rumors of a tour are real, you may get to see them in your back yard....like the Dead and Phil n Furthur......if they come to Da Buff, I will be there with my contingent..... And I leave you with this..... Ohhhh, it hurts so bad, but I just gotta do it...... I hope they play this....cowboy style....with Mickey on the Train horn..... We got the afternoon You got this room for two One thing I've left to do Discover me Discovering you One mile to every inch of Your skin like porcelain One pair of candy lips and Your bubblegum tongue And if you want love We'll make it Swim in a deep sea Of blankets Take all your big plans And break 'em This is bound to be a while Your body is a wonderland Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands) Your body is a wonderland Something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase You tell me where to go and though I might leave to find it I'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it you want love? We'll make it Swim in a deep sea Of blankets Take all your big plans And break 'em This is bound to be a while Your body is a wonderland Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands) Your body is a wonderland (I'll never speak again... I'll use my hands) Damn baby You frustrate me I know you're mine, all mine, all mine But you look so good it hurts sometimes Your body is a wonderland (I'll never speak again... I'll use my hands) Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands) Your body is a wonderland (I'll never speak again... I'll use my hands) Your body is a wonderland ;-) Sign language....

6/13/15 after show Bar Jam at Terrapin Crossroads. John's getting into it. I think he did have the jitters earlier. Big shoes to fill. Trey was nervous too...

The boy needs some practice... that can be done. I will admit he wouldn't be my first choice but, his enthusiasm enspires Bob so... I'll give him a shot. Have you watched Bob and John on the late late show...he doesn't seem as awkward there. There's talk on the street; it sounds so familiar Great expectations, everybody's watching you People you meet, they all seem to know you Even your old friends treat you like you're something new Johnny come lately, the new kid in town Everybody loves you, so don't let them down You look in her eyes; the music begins to play Hopeless romantics, here we go again But after awhile, you're lookin' the other way It's those restless hearts that never mend Johnny come lately, the new kid in town Will she still love you when you're not around? There's so many things you should have told her, but night after night you're willing to hold her, Just hold her, tears on your shoulder There's talk on the street, it's there to Remind you, that it doesn't really matter which side you're on. You're walking away and they're talking behind you They will never forget you 'til somebody new comes along Where you been lately? There's a new kid in town Everybody loves him, don't they? Now he's holding her, and you're still around Oh, my, my There's a new kid in town Ooh, hoo Everybody's talking 'bout the new kid in town Ooh, hoo Everybody's walking' like the new kid in town There's a new kid in town There's a new kid in town I don't want to hear it There's a new kid in town I don't want to hear it There's a new kid in town There's a new kid in town There's a new kid in town

and then there were three.... Holly n Matt....if you haven't yet...YouTube Mayer sitting in with Phil at TXR....had to close my eyes, watching him made me very unsettled...maybe he had the jitters? I dunno...his playing was just ok I guess but it was very awkward, kinda like when I saw Napoleon Dynamite for the first time.... Think the show was week before Santa Clara mid June.... If you don't like the way they make 'em in the city Cause they taste too strong the dang paper ain't pretty Roll your own roll your own You'll leave the ready rolls behind when you finally find a roll your own. There's the raspberry strawberry pretty red wine Besides tasting good you're gonna have a nice time Roll your own roll your own You're gonna have a nice time I ain't lyin' roll your own. Well, the first time you try it you're gonna cuss and shout 'Cause the paper keeps tearin' and the stuffin' falls out But don't give up 'cause after a while You'll be smokin' right on with a big ole smile Roll your own, roll your own. When you finally get the hang of rolling your own You'll want to share it with a friend let 'em pass it along Roll your own roll your own You won't smoke so dang much when you finally get the touch So roll your own. You'll leave the ready rolls behind when you finally find A roll your own... Now we are on a roll.....

Count me in! I knew I was ready to go on tour. Now the boys are too! Get in the groove and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long Come on and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long The evening sun is sinking low The clock on the wall says it's time to go I got plans, and I got plans for you I tell you exactly what we're all gonna do It might be twelve o'clock and it might be three Time doesn't mean that much to me Ain't felt this way since I don't know when Might not feel this way again It might be six o'clock and it might be eight It don't matter that it's getting late We're gonna make the band play one more song Get in the groove if it takes all night long All night (all night) All night (all night) If it takes all night (all night) You know it might take all night long (all night) All night long (all night) All night long (all night) (continues) Get in the groove and let the good times roll We're gonna stay here till we soothe our soul If it takes all night long

Sequels never seem to capture the magic do they??? Michael Caine regarding "Jaws 4." Caine famously quipped, "I have never seen it, but by all accounts it is terrible. However, I have seen the house that it built, and it is terrific!"