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    Fire up.... I'll be webstreaming through nugs.tv... where's your seats? a BooBoo board will be in your inbox on return to RaChaCha.... bet you $20 you get a U.S. Blues.... summertime come and gone, my oh my oh my!!!! Enjoy the ride... they were shit hot and rocking!!!!!
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    Chapter 4.0hhh this must be the Break...
    So it was, and we happily let our ears partly decompress and made sure feet were semi firmly anchored to earth...these sandles were made for dancin and walking, ready set go... ...any tale of Indy would be incomplete without mention of the 009 mosaic, brought to you through and by our guide and resident local, Kurt, da Man... It seemed that our friend knew half of the folks in the house, and throughout most of the first set, half of them visited or promised to visit. Kurt knew friends from the 4th, 5th, 6th etc grades, and he and they and by proximity this cub got to hug, relive, recall, extrapolate on and other wise discuss the daze of yore and at hand. One friend John, seemed to be the senior friend from the 4th grade, and at the break, he was close at hand... ...before we could say which way, whiskers, he said, "Let's go up to the lawn, a friend of yours from the 7th grade is there." We started the long walk up the steps from the inner A sanctum, along the center aisle with the lawn on the right side and the big bowl bowels of Deer Creek seating to the left of us, passing countless deadheads and the like...turned at the center aisle of the lawn and headed up the slope...all... the...way...up...to the tip top...and then looked around for said friend...Kurt, being the more together of the pair of friends, said I dont have a clue who we are looking for, and I nodded, that makes 2 of us, of course...but John assured us we'd find the elusive buddy from childhood. Looking this way and that, no mysterious friend in site...the view was spectacular tho, and the sun was setting over the bowl and giving everything a magical glow that may or may not have been enhanced by anything in particular which may or may not have been going around in gusto... It became clear that the unknown friend had probably wandered away to do those things you find necessary at the break, and I saw the sun set, looked at the flash of color over yonder, and said, let's get back, the bands coming back soon i bet...so we did...and made it semi in time to use our nifty It's not a Bribe passes to the VIP lounge. The whole excursion was perfectly right-on...a mission to visit an unknown friend, a hike through the masses to watch the sunset from the top of the bowl, a chance to see the Whole Enchilada laid out in front of us...so thank you Kurt, thank you John, and thank you unknown and unseen friend...you made it happen... Meanwhile, back over there, a roar went up, lights went up, we lit up, and the band once again came on stage...Set 2 and the journey continues...for the music never stops...this little ditty does, tho, right here, on this Dot.
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    oh, so hard to concentrate on the business at hand. The rails are patched, the sails shined, provisions stocked, fresh oil and ready to roll. reports from Saratoga to follow, stay tuned
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    awww shucks....you made me blush. Thank you, you're not too shabby yourself.
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    Wooo...you boys sure do know how to tell a good story! I will attest to everything these fellows have said. Really the only thing I can add is that this just might be the best group of folks I've ever met and I wouldn't want to spend my "Dead" time with anyone else! Virtual hugs to all!
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    Chapter 3.02468...aka "Who Do We Appreciate" or...
    ...are there two Dr Richies an da house? What are the odds of a Doctor Richie giving a miracle to a Doctor Richie? What kind of cosmic confluences and alignments have to occur for one to fly in from New Yawk, and one to cruise up from Memphis, each wandering their separate ways through the maze in a daze and end up after much twirling around and folderol making, end up face to face ten minutes before showtime, one with an extra ticket and one needing a Miracle? Dr. Richie, meet Dr. Richie...we expect miracles every day...for the cosmic confluences that occur at a Dead show are the stuff of legend and lore, the odds are perfectly in your favor, and who else deserves it more, other than you or me? The show, back to the show...for the Band Beyond Description or this 2016 version of it is on stage and we are a twinkling away from the first chords to today's Masterpiece. Cub reporting being what it is, with the pay and all being at that nickle and dime side of things, this particular version of the evening can and will not be the studious chord-by-chord breakdown of the show...sure, I could say they started with Minglewood, which left half of us wondering what the hell the song was because we are new to the scene, one quarter of us saying I am too old to remember the name of this song, and the other quarter saying I am too high to care...sure I could start that way...but the pay isn't good enough for that... Monday morning's edition of the Daydreamer Daily SunShineNews Dead-a-Gram comes gratis, as the best things in life are free or very expensive...results may differ, void where prohibited, and not available in states ending in Why.... So we left the Minglewood Blues to those still outside, and merge into the left lane, step on the gas, and roar into Cumberland Blues territory. Did Bobby sing better than John? Who is driving, please take the wheel.... Somewhere in all this, someone had thoughtfully brought some of those hand rolled thingies that get passed around so we can all share the same germs and build up tolerance...and as this intrepid reporter looked, ten thousand little glowing joy sticks suddenly started being shared between like heads, no-one missing a beat, and now, suddenly, there were no strangers, only family, and the brotherhood and sisterhood could not have been stronger if it had developed in the womb...I'm rambling now...sorry... No Wait, that's the next song! Ramble On Rose! Finally, three songs in, every living soul cranks it up and sings along with the bouncing rubber ball in the Heavenlies..."Did you say your name was?!" ... Bobby is belting it out, John, Jeff and even Oteil gets to belting it out...and in rapid succession Black Throated Wind, then Geeky's song of all songs Althea and then this silly Sailor Saint of Circumstance ditty are presented to us by a damn good band. Not the GD with John, Jeff, etc, not Bobby and the Midnites, not some take off band with a substitute lead guitar player, and certainly not the band many heard last year. This is a new band...one who has nothing to prove, one born of all silly circumstances, from an off the wall invite to play on a Late Late Tonite show. Folks, it's the real McCoy, complete with Birkenstocks and pajama pants. We have, presented for all to marvel at and party with, a real live rock and roll band that isn't shy, isn't feeling its way, isn't trying to mimic something. It is a new force, and one to be reckoned with...and those in attendance in Indy certainly did get a treat...a music journey that started over here, and rapidly ascended to about that level, then leveled off and the wooossshhh off we go into the wild smokey blue yonder...the set closer left us right at the perfect spot, as Bobby said, "we'll be back in a bit"... Come to think of it, so will I... cheers, The Break, where-in we get to do all the hikey we likey to do, the Interludes and Outerlubes of Deer Creek, and Set Two, as well as the famous Two Dollar Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, the Lot...and a Golf Cart Ride too? Who ever heard of a golf cart ride at a Dead show...this ain't the Masters..but wait...go feed the parking meter of life, let out Puppers she hasta pee...and stay tuned for the noon edition....all will be explained...and if you're still reading, the answer is 42. ...and now, a word from our sponsor, "It Depends"
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    ...but, I digress..... The whole Indy thing fell in my lap, after a little prodding from geopleasecometodeercreekmeister and the gentle persuasiveness of Devil's Friend, "don't be a pussy and just come to the f*cking show", a line right out of Dale Carnegie's How to Win Friends and Influence People, I scored a ducat in sec. B row T under face, a last minute miracle, the elusive room at the Cambria, which by the way was sold out and overbooked and a promise of a ride from King George in his chariot, I took the plunge. But wait a minute....you know you make me wanna shout! Dammit, there I go digressing again....a few days before the show, a fellow head in da Buff calls and asks if I can use a two in sec B row N, same section and row as Miami n Ozark btw as he can not make the trip due to work commitments...and those tix are gratis, so who is this mongrel dog to pass up A Nice Pair...Adam unloads his seats, becomes my wingman in all things illegal, immoral and fattening in those kickass seats, 2 rows behind pit center stage... So here we are about to enter the gates of heaven and I still have one in sec. B row T, walking around the lot with Ozark and Devil's Friend by my side, I happen upon a middle aged stoner, joint in mouth glassy stare and drooling, my kind of folks, I ask quietly "who needs a ticket?' Looking up he asks "how much?" I reply that we can talk money later, so I whip it out....the ticket that is, show it to him, and say, my friend I have been blessed in life, isthmus be your lucky day, he takes one look and says c'mon is this real? These things don't really happen...I assure him it is real,it is spectacular and it is free, and you have been miracled...sticking my hand in my pants again...get your minds out of the gutter perverts, I produce a I need a miracle button, provided to me by geopartyfavorsuprememeister and hand that to him as well....he asks what he owes me, I ask for a manly hug and the opportunity to have Matt and Adam snap a few photos, and most importantly the promise that he would pay the act of kindness forward which he eagerly agreed to. He obliges as Likey to Hikey looks on in awe and endless wonder, whilst biting her lower lip and trembling with excitement she like what she sees. (Hoo hah said in my best Pacino) Turns out said miracle recipient is a professor, a PhD in English at the University of Memphis and shares my name, he is a Rich as well and at end of the festivities gives Ozark and Miami his business card which I used to later fire off an email to him along with a picture of our exchange courtesy of Adam... So Devil's Friend and I pregame with brews and some hippie lettuce as Miami and Ozark wander off to the merch table.... It's moments like this that drew me to the culture that I am proud to be just a small part of.... What was that Sarge? "I need a woman about twice my weight....ride her like a surfer, ride her on a tidal wave..." anyway, time to take old leg humper for his morning constitutional.... Happy Summer children! I NEED A MIRACLE EVERY DAY!!!!!
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    ..but wait, if you act now...A Miracle!
    you might get one more pre-show story first...and we all need a miracle of one type or another. Richie, our esteemed dus briver of FTW lore and a righteous part of this Indy six-pack, had an extra ticket and is fixin on helping out someone who is need of one... He is strolling through the crowd with Adam our fearless packer of all things cold and combustible, ready to go in, and he stumbles across this gentlemen in dire straits...Oh No! Richie says, and a Miracle ensued. Lest I forget the details, or get the gist a bit wrong I will leave that part of the story to Richie... Meanwhile, the band starts strumming and we hustle to the A flank of Indy's Deer Creek, somewhere in front and under the pavilion...the other 2/3 of the Daydreamer six-pack had staked out Sector B, smack dab in the middle...as our friends take the stage and start strumming.... The Dead and Company have started to Paint their Indy Deer Creek Masterpiece! Descriptions of such a Painting would be far beyond this cub reporter's skill level...suffice it to say that on the morrow, time may be taken to describe in such inadequate terms as can be mustered, the succeeding three plus hours of musical melodies... As the weekend edition of the Daydreamer Daily SunShineNews Dead-a-Gram goes to press, rest easy...for we know the music never stopped... in this case, has found a new foundation. A band that has jelled. A band that knows what it might be capable of doing. A band that hops on the carpet and floors it...the story will continue, as the music never ends...
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    Don't forget your towel..as this restaurant and Dead show at the Indy corner of the universe is one that leans towards the self sufficient side... One more thing, Agent 009 had previously left nice "Welcome to Your 30-Hour Spaceship Home" gifts at our hotel. A suspicious aroma gently wafted out from one...maybe a hint of something that could create the illicit smile of song and lore...so Richie and this intrepid reporter carefully accepted said gifts and awaited the possession of our hotel room keys...upon receipt, we eagerly took the elevator to the top floor, worked our way through a maze of corridors, found our collective rooms...adjusted our tinfoil hats and opened the packages. It was no coincidence we were adjacent to room 420...mine was 418, and Sir dus Brivers was 419 as i said earlier, cattycorner and readily available for a stumble-athon. Fun ensued as we discovered our new digs and dug into our gift packages, but you'd have to buy us a cold one for that part of the story... Ok the show...Agent 009 and I strolled through Participation Row, a couple of vendor booths, found some cold ale on tap, discovered a tight ass front gate agent for the VIP lounge who said we have no more wrist bands available and are sold out. Burns, busts, bummers and ripoffs, thwarted from one of our goals. Kurt, being a local, took that as a challenge and said to the cute but stubborn guardian of the gate to cold beers and clean toilets, "Honey, you've got a whole bunch of wristbands on your arm, Shirley you cant be sold out quite yet..how bout we give you 20 apiece for a couple of those wristbands on the top...how does that sound". The little lady at the gate suddenly realized she had extras, and gladly handed us two wristbands to the coveted VIP inner sanctum...this reporter looked at her and said in his higher than a kite and quite amazed voice, "Did we just bribe you?" She smiled and said demurely, "Why no, you just bought a couple of passes, step right in".... We heard the crowd start a roar and knew a part of a band beyond description would be taking the stage, so we hustled to our seats...and the next part of the Sunshine Daydreamer story continues...
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    Hey Rich, Just wanted to remind you that I can't text from up here in the hinterlands of west Texiz. No cell service. Nada! I know that's so "20th century", but I try to make up for it when I get out in "civilization".
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Wooo...you boys sure do know how to tell a good story! I will attest to everything these fellows have said. Really the only thing I can add is that this just might be the best group of folks I've ever met and I wouldn't want to spend my "Dead" time with anyone else! Virtual hugs to all!
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awww shucks....you made me blush. Thank you, you're not too shabby yourself.
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oh, so hard to concentrate on the business at hand. The rails are patched, the sails shined, provisions stocked, fresh oil and ready to roll. reports from Saratoga to follow, stay tuned
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So it was, and we happily let our ears partly decompress and made sure feet were semi firmly anchored to earth...these sandles were made for dancin and walking, ready set go... ...any tale of Indy would be incomplete without mention of the 009 mosaic, brought to you through and by our guide and resident local, Kurt, da Man... It seemed that our friend knew half of the folks in the house, and throughout most of the first set, half of them visited or promised to visit. Kurt knew friends from the 4th, 5th, 6th etc grades, and he and they and by proximity this cub got to hug, relive, recall, extrapolate on and other wise discuss the daze of yore and at hand. One friend John, seemed to be the senior friend from the 4th grade, and at the break, he was close at hand... ...before we could say which way, whiskers, he said, "Let's go up to the lawn, a friend of yours from the 7th grade is there." We started the long walk up the steps from the inner A sanctum, along the center aisle with the lawn on the right side and the big bowl bowels of Deer Creek seating to the left of us, passing countless deadheads and the like...turned at the center aisle of the lawn and headed up the slope...all... the...way...up...to the tip top...and then looked around for said friend...Kurt, being the more together of the pair of friends, said I dont have a clue who we are looking for, and I nodded, that makes 2 of us, of course...but John assured us we'd find the elusive buddy from childhood. Looking this way and that, no mysterious friend in site...the view was spectacular tho, and the sun was setting over the bowl and giving everything a magical glow that may or may not have been enhanced by anything in particular which may or may not have been going around in gusto... It became clear that the unknown friend had probably wandered away to do those things you find necessary at the break, and I saw the sun set, looked at the flash of color over yonder, and said, let's get back, the bands coming back soon i bet...so we did...and made it semi in time to use our nifty It's not a Bribe passes to the VIP lounge. The whole excursion was perfectly right-on...a mission to visit an unknown friend, a hike through the masses to watch the sunset from the top of the bowl, a chance to see the Whole Enchilada laid out in front of us...so thank you Kurt, thank you John, and thank you unknown and unseen friend...you made it happen... Meanwhile, back over there, a roar went up, lights went up, we lit up, and the band once again came on stage...Set 2 and the journey continues...for the music never stops...this little ditty does, tho, right here, on this Dot.
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Fire up.... I'll be webstreaming through nugs.tv... where's your seats? a BooBoo board will be in your inbox on return to RaChaCha.... bet you $20 you get a U.S. Blues.... summertime come and gone, my oh my oh my!!!! Enjoy the ride... they were shit hot and rocking!!!!!
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The fires will blaze thru the night straight to 'Toga, pavilion seats, number doesn't matter I will know my spot when I see it. Road tales to follow......
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Ok so Devil's Friend and I hit our seats after a brief pregame show, people watching, daydreaming and shit shooting, show starts EARLY, usually 7:30pm start up despite 7pm ticket time, something possessed us to put our asses in our seats at 7:05 pm with our already warm 24 ounce 32 dollar beers, WTF, whoever thought of marketing suds for summer shows in 24 oz cans must be on drugs...guess it takes one to know one...At 7:11pm here come the boys, amphitheatre and lawn less than half full. Ozark the narc and Miami to the left of us ready to shake it on down, clowns to the right...here I am stuck in the middle with Adam.... A nice feisty Minglewood sets the tone for a raw show, into a Cumberland that just lingers on, then holy rodents Batman. whilst swaying I spot squirrels a lot of them, orange, purple and green where the stage lights used to be, climbing, flying, dancing twirling and twerking...was quite a sight...so I sit down, I been to many a dead show, this was my first with squirrels. I tap Adam and say, squirrels, he looks at me puzzled and nods shakes his head, and says ok? So I figure I'm in good hands with Allstate, hence he is my trusted wingman, with him as my anchor...and holding on to my seat with both hands for dear life...we begin Ramble On Rose....to be continued....
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No Ralph, I don't see any squirrels, but I don't mind if I do...and so the saga continues as does this three dot journalist's essay on truth, justice and the second set at Deer Creek, the All American Way... Yes Dark Star opened the second set, our imagination and surfing squirrels not withstanding. That amazed the half of us who understood that it had been a few weeks at least since we had heard that song played live....and never ever without some sort of preamble, and certainly not at the beginning of the second set...a very nice rendition, running about 15 minutes. For the purists, DS was played 219 times during the Dead's touring days, is recognized by Rolling Stones as one of the 500 songs that shaped Rock and Roll, and is ranked 57 on the list of 100 Greatest Guitar Songs of All Time. Run to your internet connection and listen to the version celebrated with us, as fast as you can. But the next song was the one that brought tears to the eyes of this seasoned space shifter: A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall, by Don't call me Bob Dylan... It was a masterpiece and Bobby's spoken vocals were perfect as that message was presented to all of us...the jam was tickled by Jeff's keyboard prowess...nothing like those ivories being played by a master, and he swapped off with John as the melodic muse took over the band once again...we lapped it up and then had real reason to weep, for He's Gone was next...tears of joy, tears of what was, and tears because well, just because...flowed freely and often as Bobby shared the vocals with John.... We knew the best was right there, and D & Co weren't holding back...New Speedway Boogie, and St Stephens followed rapidly into drums and space. Was that Oteil moonlighting on the drums?? And which song did John play off the feedback of his guitar, Where and when did he switch guitars in mid song, why did Mickey change hats, who is Bobby's hairstylist, and Good God, what is that encore? It didnt look like rain, those were tears...but they sang it anyway, we were feeling fine, but they insisted on GDTRFB, and then, that mighty encore...the last song Jerry sang, the first one the GD sang at FTW, and the first time D & Co played it at all...Black Muddy River... If we weren't a mess before, we sure were at the end...what a fine fine show...when all the squirells had finally nested, the last notes echoed off the back wall of Da Creek...and the band took its final bow...we knew it had been magic, we knew it had been real, we knew we were damn lucky to be there, and it was so very obvious, the music is forever... All that's left to do is spill the beans about Shakedown, find someone to ride a golf cart in a sea of deadheads, and share a few stories of da bus, da daydreamer sixpack final reunion...and smile smile smile...
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Where was I? Oh yeah, right here as always. So there are these technicolor varmints exclusive to me and me alone, Ramble On Rose begins....soft spot in my heart for that one, my middle kid's middle name is Rose and Scotty's boo is Rosalie, so we rambled on....and on and on....we broke our chains and counted our change, and tried to walk the line, but by this point that was a futile goal, the clown to the right passed a vape pen with an unknown substance, being a trusting soul, how could I refuse? My wingman did refuse though, Adam...thanks for that. You are a righteous mofo.... Althea begins, I text Geeky who responds immediately...she is an Althea geek and a solid human being, love you DeadGeek...then Mickey dons a Popeye hat and we float into a sublime Sailor, by now I was sailing out at sea after patching my sails and shining my rails......then a Saint that sure didnt know what it was going for, but Bobby went for it for sure! I let go of my chair and took a break....here comes the narc and the girl with Far Away Eyes, you know what kind of eyes she has...blue as the sky, but fixed in my memory...and so it goes...but where it's going no one knows....time to let Sarge out.... I'll be back....
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already in Progress" and the Grilled Cheese Incident: Yes, there is a clan, a family, and yes, it is alive and well, and yes, you can get a grilled cheese sandwich for two bucks on the lot. Yes, there are deadheads with little kitties, yes, said kitties are cute, and so are the ladies twirling here and there and everywhere… Kurt009 and I decide the shuttle bus can wait, we got a few folded bills that were not captured inside for some reason, so head out with a sea of humanity, through the gates…but wait! Right there in the midst of it all we spied a little red hat on a real tall guy. And he is standing magically right beside me in the queue. It’s Tom Hanlon and Carol, all spiffy and happily purring along with all of us…We say hi, good to see you, are you doing any other shows, and he rattles off 6 or 7 in rapid fire response. This couple rocks! They aren’t slowing down for any mid life crisis, they are full steam ahead…good to see you guys! The very very first voice we heard after getting to the official lot was that beautiful melody, “Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, get the Kind, for 2 bucks apiece, get your grilled cheese here, 2 bucks”…I knew then that the spirit was alive and well, and it was obvious that someone else felt the same way…the line stretched on for a bit…so we let the grilled cheese incident physically, but will keep the spirit and siren song alive in our hearts and minds. My mission now is simple…find that perfect bauble for my sweetheart back home who graciously said 30 hours, why yes you can go….we wandered through the booths all professionally set up, looked hither and yon, saw much amazement and spectacle, couldn’t believe how nice main Shakedown Street looked, and sure enough, found the perfect little gift for my honey and all was right with the world. After our 009 agent and I had our fill of the scene, we wandered waaay back to the promised hookup point for the shuttle, kicked back and waited. Soon, a very unlikely vehicle cruised up, certainly not a representative shuttle from Cambria Suites…this one had those psychedelic lights in a darkened bus, with long benches on both sides, no seats at all. Da Dus Briver looked over and said ‘Going to Moe’s, Going to Cambria,” hop on…we did, and slid way over to the end, on this otherwise empty bus. Thinking this didn’t look right, we wondered, and the wondered some more…all of a sudden a whole shitload of folks got on…and everyone knew each other…it was instantly a party of 22 or so, no strangers, all friends…so bolstered by this new found confidence that we could ride and slide, we said Take it Away and he did…you dus ribers would be proud of this guy…he knew how to brive!...all the way home to Castle Cambria, our friends and the rest of the 2/3 of our Six Pack. I’ll leave others to document the way all those multicolored green, blue, yellow orange and green strobe laser lights bounced off our darkened walls and lit up faces…it was a magic carpet ride for sure…and the Golf Cart? That’ll cost you a nickle, and the other 2/3 of our six pack can tell that one, as they found one, got on, and had their magic carpet ride in style… There are two sides to every story, friends, your side and The Other One. Both are correct, just like the squirrels, nod and say yes, for we are all in this together. Our little happy clan met back at Smokehouse 420, decompressed, laughed, shared memories, bonded a bit more, and then as the hour of two or so rolled along, we all said Good Night Chet, and Good Night David, and Good night and what a fine fine show that was!!! To wrap up this missive, next day we met, sans Kurt as he had righteous Dad duties, hung out and shared silly smiles and song…and then as the hours ticked off we were down to two…and me and Richie on our way to the airport…and it was just right, our planes were at adjacent gates…we once again had time to spend together… The right side of the bookend firmly in place, we slung last insults and jokes at each other, had on last manly hug, and closed a chapter on 30 hours of Bliss, Indy style. Thanks, Richie, Kurt, Adam, Matt and Likey to hikey for a real great time…thank you for doing that rag, thank you for dancing that dance, thank you for singing that song…all for one and one for all, Daydreamers of the Finest Kind… With that, it’s a wrap, let’s dance one together real soon….till then, I’d match you guys with any, and even with jokers wild…we’d win...and share the pot... That's my story of our little mission with our little six-pack. We rocked Indy, we rocked our souls, we bonded and cemented that bond forever...that's my story, daydreamers, and I'm mainly stickin to it...One last thing, Be Kind. Peace from your friend geoitaintovereverreallyoveryouknowmeister
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I missed the FTW picnic by a day and lost the opportunity to meet my fellow Daydreamers. So glad to have met and been 1/6 of the Indy crew. Really enjoying the stories being told and tidbits I missed because of some overindulgence of one kind or another on my part. What a Show! What a Band! Strap yourselves in folks because the fuse is lit and they're about to explode! Thanks so much to Geo, Rich, Holly, Matt, and Adam! So great to meet you and put the faces to the names. What a great bunch of people! Cheers and Happy Summer Tour 2016!
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So Mayer and Sons started at 7:11 pm est, took break at 8:20 pm, far away eyes 8:21 pm - 8:58 pm, boys on stage 8:59 pm all est. Adam says, what I want is an extended Dark Star, I'm like, forget it...never gonna happen. Tuning jam begins....Bobby stops it, talks to Lil John, Oteil, Jeff, and the drummers...jam emerges into Dark Star complete, 20 plus minutes of bliss, I am speechless, Adam is in heaven, Hikey is movin' and groovin' and the narc, well, he's sporting the Kodachrome....gives the night bright colors, but I digress. Next, I have no idea...wtf is this...then that blue eyed theme continues...but now it's a blue eyed son, and a darling young one...the virtual rain fell hard and fast....expressive, emotional and draining.....seemed to go on for ever....lost hikey and the narc, squirrels hid their nuts in zippers...back to earth at last, until Adam passed the Dutchy right hand side....puff puff pass....and the song that I buried my old man to in 2013 emerged...you know better but I know him....shit is getting real for me now, no foggy haze gonna prevent me from living in this moment....face stolen off my head, and boy oh boy, did I smile, Smile, SMILE....amazing space that I was in, then some noodling, Truckin' had to be....nope sorry I dominated the rap Jack...things went down you don't understand but guess in time you will....Speedway played to perfection...ok now drums...Bobby swaps out guitars...and all of a sudden we were in a country garden in the wind and the rain....but we never complained....flashback to the miracle from the lot....one man reaps what another man sows....hit me right between the eyes...and that lyric stole my face right off my head for the second time in the set...wingman Devil's friend by my side, high fiving the joker with the vape to my right....this night didn't suck...but I digress...This progressed into an amazing percussion display, the rafters vibrated as Billy, Mickey and Otiel displayed their prowess on the skins...a spooky space followed, with Mayer doing his best Hendrix and Chimenti adding vocal chants...mark my words, I wouldn't be surprised if this morphs into a new tune, the song would fit perfectly on Electric Ladyland. Bobby slows it down, and I get sentimental yet again...ironic, the day was perfect, high 80's, sunny and nary a cloud in the sky, but it sure did Look Like Rain, sure enough, here come the rain, this progressed to n uptempo reading of Goin' Down the Road capped off with a verse sung by Oteil, Mayer is in fine voice and the harmonies thoughout the evening were consistent with the American Beauty days. The encore an unexpected Black Muddy River delivered by John made me cry. After 20 minutes of soaking up what we had experienced, Miami, Adam, the narc and I hopped a golf cart to the front of the lot and caught a shuttle loaded with sorority girls going to Moe's bar. We hit the Cambria and were joined shortly thereafter by geo and Kurt...those who do not know Kurt are missing out. He is cordial, funny, engaging, has an infectious smile and is an all around great Head. Thanks my man for making this the BEST road trip I've taken since 1993....There may be better shows to come but I promise, I will never have a better time...I am proud to be one of the stellar six pack...think we need to make t shirts... To all who hit shows may they stay safe and may the spirit of Jerry possess your soul...and squirrels of many colors blow your mind. Peace from my pipe...
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First off - huge thanks to Mr. MD for sharing his score of the most amazing seats you could ever hope for. Hanging with Rich at the show was a highlight. Kurt hosts a killer bbq, makes a great burger and in a striking coincidence grew up a few miles from where I live, and it was fun to discover that as we talked. Geo graciously shared his luxury suite and has a bottomless pit of riveting stories from his life on the road. Holly's loving the music as much as anyone. And Matt's gotta have calluses on his trigger finger from hours of rapid fire non-stop picture taking. The minute to minute documentation is all here and I'm not piling on to that....except for that 2nd set Dark Star opener. Holy sh!t. It was one of those nights with magic in the air that could either get you on the bus, or back on the bus, or keep you on the bus. The band is white hot. The crowd was full of love and the vibe, weather, partying and camaraderie among the Sunshine Daydreamers could not have been better. Alpine up next. It'll be great. But it won't be Deer Creek.
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...will be streamed live on SXM channel 23 8:30pm est 7/2 and 7/3/16 To all those traveling have a safe journey, to those on the couch tour, enjoy.... Have a Happy 4th of July weekend.... Wave that flag....
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Woo Hoo Sirius. Will be on couch tour until Alpine. Boys sound great, cant wait.
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REPORT FROM THE SOUTHERN FRONT: Drop of Dew Pam and I unflinchingly fought our way up to Taos late yesterday in a dramatic advancement of the southern frontline. We've been resting up for a final march up to Boulder tomorrow. Weather here in the mountains has been an awesome combination of shimmering sun and cool(ing), psychedelic summer cloudbursts. Best of luck to the rest of the RM Division as you mobilize for the final push (overland and airborne) to retake Folsom Field in memory of our beloved Grateful Dead and in salute to Dead and Company and Sunshine Daydreamers everywhere (for we are, indeed, everywhere)!! Onward!!! Oat Jeff
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...overused, but apropos. To all Boulderbound Daydreamers, travel safe, drink plenty of water, floss, and wash behind your ears. The word from Texas is that we are happy and envious and giddy and feeling joyous that our tribal members are gathering for another soiree. You are all precious family members, and Jerry would certainly be proud. And one more thing...ya'll be careful out there, heah? geoit'sonlyrockandrollbutwelikeitmeister
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Happy 4th of July and Even more Happy One Year in each others company. Our Pic a nic was the beginning of some long strange trips for sure. Here's to many more memories. Cheers.
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I have in my possession, thanks to software courtesy of Her Geekiness, Ms. Lisa HD 1080p video rips of Dead and Co 11/07/15 MSG, 6/21/16 SPAC and 7/2-7/3/16 Boulder shows, all HQ all full screen all stereo mix from SBD. All told it's a lot of bandwidth, so email distribution is not feasible. I would like to start a vine, I will mail out a 128GB USB 3.0 formatted exFAT for PC/Mac compatibility filled with these shows. If interested please respond here....all I ask is that each of you copy the files on the flash drive and promise to mail to the next person on the vine.... The last person on the vine will mail the drive back to me for future use and distribution....Alpine Valley Gorge and Fenway in next go round So far I got DeadGeek Al Miller's horse Likey To Hikey Boo Boo buddy (Boo469) kurt009 zeke bobby69 mkav madswandisease OatJeff Roadking geoolddirtybastardmeister anyone is welcome to partake as long as you are willing to abide... please respond here....if you want your name added, we will deal with addresses later.... thanks, and when in doubt, just play Dead....
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thanks for the great offer. I'll continue my very own tour here at thome.:)
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High to Pam....you are in!
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Bobby had a senior moment on miracle but he remembered the lyrics eventually! Loved Space Saturday night and Eyes was special!
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Two good shows, although Saturday was mind blowing...last night was meh....90 minute second set which included two encores.... the bar is set high, hey they can't all be zingers.... Doing the couch tour with Lisa is the next best thing to being there....thanks Geeky!!!
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Is the tour really over the end of July?!?! Bummer missing the first set for the East Coast shows but I need to work so I can go to more shows! Gorge is going to be fun! Fluffing up the couch for the rest of the tour...I'll be there as much as life allows rrrrgrrrrr Geeky
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Holy hell....they stole my face right off my head. First time at Alpine Valley and Wisconsin too for that matter. Saturday was the most fantastic show I have ever been to. The energy of the crowd and the band were beyond words. Fabulous sets and the weather and venue were perfect. Didn't get out of the lot Saturday till 4am. Sunday was a nice relaxing show after everyone gave it their all on Saturday. Very moving Ripple and Touch of Grey to end it all on a high note....WE WILL SURVIVE. So ready for more...eagerly waiting with fingers crossed for fall tour!
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add me too please
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Flash drive #1 with SPAC and Boulder shows has left Geeky on way to Miller's horse in Ely, NV then on to Miami in STL and on down the list..I can facilitate some addresses, some not so much... Flash drive #2 with Alpine x 2 Fenway x 2 Live David Gilmour show from 2015, Traffic from 1970 and 4 sweet Tedeschi Trucks concerts just flew away to Miller's horse....from there Geeky and then Miami... please try to be efficient as these things need to get around the country... The plan is to have a 3rd and final flash drive with Moda, Gorge and Wheatland and Shoreline.....just confirmed... any new takers sign in here, anyone want out do the same and I will update the list... DeadGeek Al Miller's horse Miami Boo Boo Buddy kdog zeke bobby69 mkav madswandisease OatJeff Roadking Hawk62 geomeister Peace from my pipe....
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Thanks. Any suggestions from anyone on the best apps to get to be sure i can copy as easily as possible? it has to be user friendly....i have very low frustration threshold when it comes to tech stuff. Very high negative correlation between frustration level and tech ability.
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mkav find VLC its free for pc and Mac.... Flash #1 left Boo Boo on way to Kurt Flash #2 left Geeky back to Al Flash #3 leaves da buff next week .....
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will do, thank you.
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will do, thank you.
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I'd like on, please.
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Daydreamers, we have a new member on the bus....Matt...so glad you made it.... DeadGeek Al Miller's horse Miami Boo Boo Buddy kdog zeke bobby69 mkav madswandisease OatJeff Roadking Hawk62 geomeister mdboucher flash 1 left Boo Boo to kdog tomorrow flash 2 left Geeky on way back to Al them Miami etc.... flash 3 in da buff...will send 2 TB HD to Geeky...for mass distribution SBD of Shoreline in da house.... btw tomorrow is sacred....beginning of the Days Between.... All Jerry all the time 8/1-8/9/16 I miss Jerry....
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Thanks for the welcome.We hang a big Jerry flag out in front of the house for the Days Between. Normally make sure to keep music exclusively Jerry during, but going to be more difficult this year--working in a shared office, and music is a constant battle. Cheers to All Matt
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DeadGeekAl Miller's horse Boo Boo Buddy kdog zeke bobby69 mkav madswandisease OatJeff Roadking Hawk62 geomeister mdboucher flash1 on way to santa cruz....zeke bond with Bobby....he's next flash 2 Al to Boo Boo buddy....don't ask.... flash 3 en route to Lisa for distribution....ETA 8/8/16
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Hey now, attention all midwest deadheads- The St. Louis Cardinals are having another Grateful Dead Tribute night at the ballpark 9/26/16. With the purchase of a ticket you get a cool red tie dye with Dead bears dancing on a baseball bat and and the Cardinal's Stealie on the back! Check out the link below. Also, a St. Louis favorite Grateful Dead cover band, Jake's Leg will be performing before the game. http://www.stadiumgiveawayexchange.com/september-26-2016-st-louis-cardi… Hope to see you there!
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Hey SSDD! I downloaded the tracks that Jambase linked in the recent article. Some really cool stuff. I will add a folder to the vine drive before I send it down the line. Here is a little video I made of the "unknown" Pigpen song, And a link to the article. http://www.jambase.com/article/6-previously-uncirculated-grateful-dead-… https://youtu.be/m6mIb-SVjrA
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is also a Rex benefit! Closer to home, the SF Giants are doing Jerry tribute night on the 18th, also a Rex benefit, and there's a show at the Fillmore the night before with Jake Peavy's band and all kinds of people sitting in, including Phil Lesh. Check rexfoundation.org for details.
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the world grows dark and meanComes the shimmer of the moon on black infested trees the singing man is at his song the holy on their knees the reckless are out wrecking the timid plead their pleas No one knows much more of this than anyone can see anyone can see
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Congratulations Geo! Thank you for bringing us all together. And thank Lynne for sticking with you through all the beautiful madness of Fare Thee Well and beyond! May your day be blessed with Drums and more Drums!
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I know his favorit story to tell is how he met you Lynne and how he asked you to marry him. Very beautiful! <3
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Thanks guys and gals for the kind comments. Tis a bitter sweet time, having the celebration of a wedding and a few days later, the tragedy of Jerry's untimely passing. It was 21 years ago, and still the love and the music are strong. We were and are so very lucky to have lived and listened and loved each other over the decades. Remember Jerry today with a smile, a cold one lifted to the sky, a smoke of the finest kind, a hug for those you love, and yes, even a tear for those we've lost. Life is for living in the present, life is for honoring the past, life is for anticipating the future. May your days and weeks and months and years to come be lived to the fullest, may your clouds all look like Snoopy, may the music ring brightly in your ears, may your spirit stay strong. Yes, we miss Jerry, yes, we are fortunate to have each other, yes, the dawn of a new day is before us....may it be a bright one for each of you...and may the river continue to sing sweet songs to rock your soul. g
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Comes the lightning of the sunon bright unfocused eyes the blue of yet another day a springtime wet with sighs a hopeful candle lingers in the land of lullabies where headless horsemen vanish with wild and lonely cries lonely cries