Grateful Dead

I got the subwoofer more than 50% off. Had to do it.

6-10-73 vinyl right now.
Had to turn Phil down on the sub during Morning Dew, but now he’s too low.
Small adjustment of main volume and subwoofer volume, and just exactly perfect.

Last night at the Lebanon (NH) Opera House. Music that you've heard as background on various media for decades, last night incorporating recordings of Wood Thrush, Wolves, Whales and a gorgeously sweet choir of African women washing clothes together. Icarus for encore. Cellist Eugene Friesen has been with Winter for 46 years, has a house in this area, so we get to see/hear him from time to time in other concerts. The Brazilian pianist and drummer in ensemble provided lots of texture and spice. Tremendous and lush vocals by Theresa Thomason. They will be joined in Maine by Noel Paul Stookey.

I posted in the other thread 1stshow - but my best to your good wife - and I see the symbol you spoke of on Checkers' chin! What a handsome cat

I'm very grateful for that

my sense is that all will be well

get on home!

For the moment, since I know darn well you all want your hangout back, please head on over to the new thread and get it started... I am so sorry. daves-picks-vol-52-downs-santa-fe-santa-fe-nm-91183-grateful-dead-take-2

The wife really appreciated that! He's 10 days walkabout now but has been seen a couple of blocks away eating at a neighbor's house who puts food out for a stray. Was feral in his younger life and has gone back to that mindset I'm afraid. Got a trap from the shelter so we'll see how that goes. His tuxedo even has a tie (not bow but straight tie) and his chin looks like a BMW symbol with the foursquare black and white. Thanks again.
Cheers

...your mama's (papa's?) callin' you now

Thinking good thoughts 1stshow. What a magnificent black-n-white cat. Please get home safely, Checkers.

Finally getting around to hearing the Santa Fe show. Been busy scouring the neighborhood for our indoor cat who has apparently gone walkabout. That's Checkers on my icon today. Keep a good thought for us.

PF - Best wishes for you. I've only ever had one MRI but it was louder than Thor's hammer and they had crappy headphones that really didn't isolate the noise. Totally ruined whatever Bob Dylan I had picked to listen to. To make it worse it was in a trailer outdoors and I had to walk outside in that backless robe to get to it in the middle of winter. Things were high and tight! I've done dozens of CT scans though including two in the last four months and it's all good and hoping the same for you.
Cheers

I hope the MRI results come back as you could wish, Proudfoot.

I *wondered* what happened to the Dave's 52 thread. If not for Oro's comment I might have gone on thinking that I needed more coffee. Thanks Oro. Seconding Icecreamcnkd's comment - at this point we could just move to the DaP53 thread if that could be unlocked/if that's less work. All the same to me.

As to what I am listening to - well, it's about to be Zakir Hussain. It *was* going to be Grateful Dead from Los Angeles in December 1994. Mainly because it's been 30 years to the date. Well... that is, I saw the middle shows of the four nights - the 16th and the 18th - the 17th (today) was the off night. After the lackluster Shoreline run back in September I didn't know what to expect, and I was pleasantly surprised. But for my friends and I those shows were also "one long party from front to end" and I don't trust my memory, so I thought I should give it a listen. I've not done so in all the intervening years. Hadn't decided on which night. But there's a part of me that knows I'm likely to be disappointed... to have a nagging feeling that I could be listening to December '73 instead of '94... heck, or December '78... even Long Beach December '88.

So Zakir it shall be. Interestingly, on the morning of his death, I put on a morning raga that had been unknown to me, and the piece went on for a great long while (15-20 mins?) before there was anything from the tabla. It made me listen more deeply and it made me think about percussion, and what the absence of it meant...