Grateful Dead

Happy birthday Neil Young. Just bought tix for a showing of his Harvest Time movie, at a local independent theatre. I love supporting the independents, anyways. They are in it for the love of film, not lucre.

And didn't need any voter-approved measures to grasp the therapeutic value of psychedelics. Nor did the many who participated before me. Yet it's invariably good when society catches up with reality. Looking back, I could not in good conscience recommend large doses of LSD for adolescents -- in my case, it was rough going there for a while, but I rode it out over the years and, now, six decades later, I am indebted to psychedelics for spiritual renewal over more than three-quarters of my life. I moved away from using psychedelics at, say, Dead shows, because the crowds and loud music require a certain level of coping, which inevitably provides benefits, yet also requires ignoring more subtle aspects of the experience. (Still, feeling Phil's bass in my chest as a purple warmth was really cool...) Instead, I head solo into the backcountry to trackless high desert and roam all day ... but never at such a high dose that I cannot orienteer my way back to the truck, where a guitar, spleef and stiff drink always await. Last fall, an antelope in Disappointment Draw trotted up and clearly asked me, in one syllable, "Where is my herd?" Not knowing how to reply, I simply kept finger-picking and the antelope cocked its head slightly, obviously listening, and stayed silently and immobile for maybe 15 minutes, then trotted off.

I have no point. Just a few thoughts on a sunny, cold, Saturday morning. Best of luck and good health to PT and all, and Crow -- way to go on the flyinig saucer retort. At one point I had normal-seeming, sweet neighbors who looked after me when my marriage hit the rocks, and one night they confided that they'd seen the "Mother Ship" hovering over their house. I became acutely aware of all my tiny facial muscles and sought to maintain a neutral look while I reeled inside. The thing is, maybe they did see it. Those Navy pilots are seeing and measuring the presence of somethin'...

...."Bruuuce!"
That's what I remember hearing when they took the stage in Vegas '91.
High time for another official release featuring him.

Bruce Hornsby was saying tonight there were some unusual requests to play, including “Dark Star”, which brought some applause and chuckles from BH. He finally did a line or two acapella, and that was as close as we got to the Dead portion of Bruce’s show. As I suspected, without his band he is “Bruce Jarrett”, jazzy and kind of all over the place, but funny and irreverent, and an unbelievable keyboard player. If only Jerry could have beat the dragons, Bruce would have hung around, and recorded with the Dead, and who knows what might have come of that. At the very least, IMHO, he would have been the best keyboardist they ever had, bar none.

I'm kinda worried....I just caught Jinks looking at knives in my Cabela catalogue...

....thank you for your service.
No. Seriously. Gen Z showed up.
Progressive activist Maxwell Alejandro Frost, 25, will officially become the first Gen Z member of Congress after winning his race to represent Florida's 10th Congressional District.
Nice.
The Larkin Poe Blood Harmony is amazing!! Next up? A Black Crowes EP of covers from 1972.
They are coming back here in Feb. As is Three Dog Night and Umphrey's McGee. No shows on my radar until then. February is going to be cool.
$70 average price per show, so that's cool too.
Going to Three Dog Night with my sister and I's babysitter from way back in the day. She watched us and my mom watched her kids. Our families ended up being really close. Even to this day. She tried to turn me onto awesome music when I was 12. I didn't get it then but I do now. And she appreciates great sound.

Sorry to hear that, PT, but my best to you! And Nappy, I'm glad to hear you've been well so long after quite the scare! I made a plug on here for colonoscopies a while back, but I'll do so again. Not that big a deal, folks, compared to what you COULD end up going through . . . just had my first at age 51 about a year ago.

Here in MN (and especially in the Twin Cities) things usually go well for the major party that has some members who don't fear drugs, and there was a slight surprise in the election results the other day that should mean legalized weed here in about a year or so. There already was this weird bill that went down out of the blue in the summer that got us some Delta 9 products, but the real deal would be appreciated, even if no one in authority in the Twin Cities has bothered anyone about weed for quite some time. Minneapolis has an ordinance that no law officer should arrest anyone who is using, so I believe at the moment about the most that might happen to you if you were seen smoking in that town is that an officer might walk over, ask you to stop, and suggest that you go somewhere a little more private.

Be kind, rewind . . .

From Michigan indeed. I remember seeing them before they were big with about twenty people at Founders Brewery, before they too went big. If I recall correctly, it was the following summer Greensky won the amateur competition at Telluride. And the rest, as they say, was history. And guess what! Same story with Billy Strings about ten years later, only at that point Founders was rising up in the ranks.

GREEK of course

Egypt ALL

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