Grateful Dead

now on K DED....apologies to Rhymin Simon....there he goes..... To the family and friends of Chris Squire..... Affirmative Sarge....Affirmative..... Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off, walked off, walked off,to look for America Kathy, I said, as we boarded the greyhound in Pittsburgh Michigan seems like a dream to me now Took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw They've all gone to look for America All gone to look for America Laughing on the bus, playing games with faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said be careful, his bow tie is really a camera "Kathy, I'm lost", I said, although I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and aching and I don't know why I'm Counting the cars on the New Jersey turnpike And they've all gone to look for America All gone to look for America All gone to look for America Son of a bitch....now I miss Chris Squire too...

Saturday was great and very magical. Rainbows, sunsets and fireworks. Amazing! Sunday was also very good, had some trouble with the stream. I had to pause it for a while and as long as I was a few minutes behind the live feed it was good. Trey did a really good job I would have to say. Picking nits my complaints would be his solos sounded a little scripted and he is a tease. He builds up like he is gonna go off, then as soon as you think he is gonna break out, he backs off and brings it back down to the song. Not bad overall though, and he had some real brilliant moments during the jazz jams and bluesy numbers. I thought they sounded great as a group and pretty tight and clean considering the circumstances. It was so good it brought a tear to my eye a couple of times. I really enjoyed it and thought it was worth every penny. I found the negative comments below the jambase review to be completely unfounded. "Train wreck" and "just aweful" were terms that were used and it was not that way at all for me. Seems like some people made up their minds that it was gonna suck before going so it wouldn't matter how good they sounded; those peeps were gonna hate it anyway. Then why go?

Since I'll be with you all on Independence Day, I'll send this one out now for our Country's Birthday. Time after time I sit and I wait for your call I know I'm a fool but why can I say Whatever the price I'll pay for you, Madame Blue Once long ago, a word from your lips and the world turned around But somehow you've changed, you're so far away I long for the past and dream of the days with you, Madame Blue Suite Madame Blue, gaze in your looking glass You're not a child anymore Suite Madame Blue, the future is all but past Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules You conquered the world and more ..............heaven's door America....America...America..America.. America....America...America..America.. America....America...America..America.. Red white and blue, gaze in your looking glass You're not a child anymore Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past So lift up your heart, make a new start And lead us away from here

let's bring it down a notch.... Memories of a lonely past A boat set into the wind Drifting lost in waters of doubt On a journey that has no end Torn and faded photographs A chestful of old goodbyes Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon Here on a river of fools Here on a river of fools A trio of angels holding candles of light Guide the ship to an unknown shore Sad soul riders with arms drawn tight As they stopped for just one more Fingers pointed to a star in the sky A message from someone they can't see Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon Here on a river of fools Here on a river of fools Traveling along a cloudy path With a wing, a heart, and a prayer Pieces fall from the heavens above To a place they know not where A string of beads in trembling hands Heading close to the judgement day Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon Here on a river of fools Here on a river of fools That's why Kyle had us all patch those sails and shine them rails.....thanks Totes.... Roadkill for vittles..... Supper is Ready.....

I learned to drive on those old country back roads... dirt, gravel, windey, hilly, curvy, bumpy. Thats all there is to do for the youth in small towns drive drive drive...this is a good song to ride to... Well, I built me a raft and she's ready for floatin'; Ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name. Catfish are jumpin', that paddle wheel thumpin', Black water keeps rollin' on past just the same. Old black water, keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Old black water keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Old black water, keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, Gonna make ev'rything, pretty mama, Gonna make ev'rything alright. And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all. Well, if it rains, I don't care, don't make no difference to me; Just take that street car that's goin' up town. Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland And dance a honky tonk, And I'll be buyin' ev'rybody drinks all 'roun'. Old black water, keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Old black water keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Old black water, keep on rollin', Mississippi moon, won't you keep on shinin' on me? Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, Gonna make ev'rything, pretty mama, Gonna make ev'rything alright. And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all. I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland, Pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand. Take me by the hand, pretty mama, Come and dance with your daddy all night long. I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland, Pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand. I want to honkey-tonk, honkey-tonk, honkey-tonk, With you all night long. I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland, Pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand. (C'mon, baby, c'mon, ba - be.) Take me by the hand, pretty mama, Come and dance with your daddy all night long. I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland, Pretty mama, come and take me by the hand, by the hand. I want to honkey-tonk, honkey-tonk, honkey-tonk, With you all night long.

Ain't seen no one brive a dus like you can..... Hey all....you are in good hands with Miami FLA..... .....hit me one time.... As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 'Til you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V. And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me

At least it's the afternoon now....just gotta make it through tomorrow... Left a good job in the city Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day And I never lost one minute of sleepin' Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis Pumped a lot of pane down in New Orleans But I never saw the good side of the city 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river If you come down to the river Bet you gonna find some people who live You don't have to worry 'cause you have [if you got] no money People on the river are happy to give Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river

Well lookie here....Kona just dropped by....its tfonts pooch..... Have a seat next to Stanley and Sarge..... Can you request a song, why of course you can, silly girl..... 8 tracks are under the seat...... You wanna hear Skydog? Really....we haven't broken that out yet....good idea Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low; Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door. I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues, I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues. Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too. Well my momma died and left me, My poppa died and left me, I ain't good looking baby, But I'm somewhat sweet and kind. I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go? But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go. (and I sure will take her). I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen; Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen. Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah, And she look like a dog gone queen. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low. You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door. Anybody find that bone Pupper was bogarting?

Over here.... Let me slow down, pass me your stuff... Have a seat,coffee is fresh.... So glad you made it kid! the names rrrrrgrrrrrr and I brive a dus! Big white stoner dog is Sgt.Pupper..... Katie we have No Rules except kindness and respect.... Hey sarge don't bogart that bone my friend ...pass it over to me...n Katie! Katie when you read this...just say hi or high?

We will twirl for you, and dance and sing and blow bubbles your way......hope you enjoyed SC....quite a warm up....Trey can brive dis dus anyday..... Gonna be a blast..... and now without further ado here on K DED a song I learned to appreciate while getting my chicklet drilled sans Novocain .... Hit it Sarge...... I like pleasure spiked with pain And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Songbird sweet and sour Jane And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Pleasure spiked with pain That motherfucker's always spiked with pain Looking in my own eyes I can't find the love I want Someone better slap me Before I start to rust Before I start to decompose Looking in my rearview mirror Looking in my rearview mirror I can make it disappear I can make it disappear Have no fear I like pleasure spiked with pain And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Songbird sweet and sour Jane And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Pleasure spiked with pain That motherfucker's always spiked with pain Sitting in my kitchen Hey girl, I'm turning into dust again My melancholy baby The star of mazzy must Push her voice inside of me I'm overcoming gravity I'm overcoming gravity It's easy when you're sad to be It's easy when you're sad, sad to be I like pleasure spiked with pain And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Songbird sweet and sour Jane And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Pleasure spiked with pain Just one note Could make me float Could make me float away One note from the song she wrote Could fuck me where I lay Just one note Could make me choke One note that's not a lie Just one note Could cut my throat One note could make me die I like pleasure spiked with pain And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Songbird sweet and sour Jane And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Pleasure spiked with pain It's my aeroplane It's my aeroplane Now back to our previously scheduled programming....