Grateful Dead

philbobbybillymickeybruuuuucejeffntrey!!!! Mary...a blast.... Just made 70 new best buds over pizza and pie n Oreos and more.... Sarge sez sorry you couldn't be here.... And wants to serenade you.....on three.... So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.

'cause we really do wish you were here. The bus finally let us all off at Balboa & LSD in a Shady Grove. The pic-a-nic exceeded all expectations. Tony was a model of organization, geomasterofceremoniesmeister, Klang was happy, and what all. I would not have missed it for all the tea in China. Love, K

Final morning message.... What a show.....gotta rest up... Cuz Tomorrow I'm on a boat! Coffee is on.... Dreamers....love you all...some a bit more but you know who you are and I digress.... Holly you left a lasting impression on me.... Tami,Katniss,Chandra,Lisa,Adam,totes,boo boo,millers horse,Klang,Swannie,Loblaw,Saundra,Jeffs,other Greg....ah shit you get the idea.... Tony,Geo.....Laverne and Shirley Stanley ,pug,and Sgt Pupper We rocked the bus....bitches! And if there is a rock n roll heaven I wanna share it with y'all all together now... If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung, Would you hear my voice come through the music? Would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken, Perhaps they're better left unsung. I don't know, don't really care Let there be songs to fill the air. Ripple in still water, When there is no pebble tossed, Nor wind to blow. Reach out your hand if your cup be empty, If your cup is full may it be again, Let it be known there is a fountain, That was not made by the hands of men. There is a road, no simple highway, Between the dawn and the dark of night, And if you go no one may follow, That path is for your steps alone. Ripple in still water, When there is no pebble tossed, Nor wind to blow. You, who choose to lead, must follow But if you fall you fall alone. If you should stand then who's to guide you? If I knew the way I would take you home. La dee da da da, La da da da da, Da da da, da da, da da da da da La da da da, La da da, da da, La da da da, La da, da da. Next stop the moon...but I would rather be with you!!!!! BE WITH YOU!

....I dreamed of you.... Sunshine Daydreamers Good night Irene I'll see you in my dreams! Stanley say goodnight to Kristine for me..... Come on Sarge, gotta drop of ba dus....some Phish head offered me a $20 dollar bill...can't turn it down.... And in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make....

The mine seems not to have changed,but EVERYTHING else has.

I've been putting off this note, because I can't find the words,and the lyrics of another just won't do. It was a magical weekend, and I wish to thank you all for making it that much more. Each one of you brought something special and unique into my life. I hoped your loved our city, as much as I loved having you here. rgr, there is a little place in my heart forever yours. Love, K. p.s. to the owners of Sect. 110, Row 1, Seats 1 and 2 - we hope you were where you wanted to be, because we enjoyed your seats for the second set Sat & Sun. Thank you! p.p.s. from Sect. 445, Row 34 (the very last row) -- the fireworks Sunday were INCREDIBLE! p.p.p.s. At 1:50 p.m. on Monday afternoon, the skies are darkening, and it's about to storm. What, you guys took my sunshine away? Bye, now.

But alas, gotta head back to the mines tomorrow :-(

I'm still high on the whole experience! So tired I can barely type but had to thank you to everyone for sharing the love for these past months!It was terrific to meet you all! Geeky

thanks for leaving that horse on ba dus....heading out albeit late to work...gotta pinch a few pennies as that 5 day excursion set me Scott n Lainie back a tad...So me and sarge are off to work on ha dorse... Hit it Sarge I`m back in the saddle again Out where a friend is a friend Where the longhorn cattle feed On the lowly gypsum weed Back in the saddle again Ridin` the range once more Totin` my old .44 Where you sleep out every night And the only law is right Back in the saddle again Whoopi-ty-aye-oh Rockin` to and fro Back in the saddle again Whoopi-ty-aye-yay I go my way Back in the saddle again I`m back in the saddle again Out where a friend is a friend Where the longhorn cattle feed On the lowly gypsum weed Back in the saddle again Ridin` the range once more Totin` my old .44 Where you sleep out every night And the only law is right Back in the saddle again Whoopi-ty-aye-oh Rockin` to and fro Back in the saddle again Whoopi-ty-aye-yay I go my way Back in the saddle again Think I'll have me a sarsaparilla! ;-)

Ahh yes, back at the Cumberland Mines, Fort Worth version....my personal FTW... Thank you all for a real good time...You are the bestest! Here for your Monday listening pleasure... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTKgSCW-dTk Peace- g

With everyones comments....just too hard to "turn-off" what we've all ate, slept and drank for the past nearly six months leading up to this past weekend. WOW !!!!!!!!!!!! And for all the complaints folks had in one way, shape or another (yours truly included) you have to tip the cap to Shapiro for what was an absolutely flawless and way, way, way over-the-top production of the shows. Lamp post signs Roses upon entrance day one Daily programs (w/ night before pictures) Sound, stage and lighting like I've never seen Fireworks on the 4th that were the best I've ever seen Bonus works on Sunday night - WOW !! On and on...I know I missed a ton. And I'm STILL TIRED...lol. So happy and grateful for this entire experience - we did it gang - what fun :-) I'm compiling my pics now and will send out in a mail blast. LOVE TO ALL !!

What a beautiful, shining dream it was! And the Pic-A-Nic! Avatars stopping faces just to shake their hands! . . . Thank you Sunshine Daydreamers one and all! And THANK YOU GRATEFUL DEAD! BRAVISSIMO! JUST EXACTLY PERFECT!

Hey there Daydreamers, how goes it? It's so hard to come back down from that weekend high we have all just experienced. I never wanted that feeling to end. I am so emotional right now, on the verge of tears. Sitting at my desk trying to get back to work but little memories keep flooding my mind... We packed up camp yesterday...cause it looked like rain. The weather was so gorgeous the entire weekend. Just exactly perfect sums it up correctly Jeff! The shows were more than I could have ever imagined. I wish I could have been born sooner to get to be a part of this earlier in the game. No amount of money is worth the experiences I took in over this past weekend. I loved meeting everyone and so hope that we can get together again soon! I feel eternally Grateful for being a part of the Grateful Dead Experience and I am now a true blue Sunshine Daydreamer. Thank you Grateful Dead for a real good time! Matt took great photos of the pic a nic and all the weekends festivities and will get them out to you asap! So who likes Baseball? Cause the STL Cardinals are having a Grateful Dead Baseball night in September where they will give out shirts to everyone that has all the dates and venues they played in STL. Great time for a meet up! Centrally Located! Meet me in Saint Louis! Love you Guys!!!!!!

Hey Miami... How was Jerry on Broadway? I hear it was sublime.... Glad you're home safe...work sucks....

There's no place like home but there's also no place like a Dead show...and I think I'd rather be at a Dead show! Gonna listen to Jerry on Broadway tonight. Wanted to get settled in and put it on the surround sound in the living room. Relax and enjoy from the comfort of home. Took FOREVER to get out of Chitown, they cant drive for shit up there. They need to come south and we'll show em how its done! Best time of my life during the weekend! Cheers :)

Saw snipets of the Sat and Sun PPV from DirecTV....HOLY AMAZING !!!!! Didn't have the heart, guts or nerve to get to Sunday's finale yet... Probably won't for a few days.

I hear the Bus a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend... And I never had so much fun with the Daydreamers since I don't know when I'm stuck reading emails and forum posts and time keeps draggin' on... But that Bus keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.. Let's hop on and go somewhere...who wants to brive? Keys in the ignition....ready set go...

138 new posts - are going to have to wait.... I have to hop off in Sebastopol for an overnight Goddess Wedding Ceremony (bridal shower hosted by bohemian aunties) for my local girlfriend. I suppose if anyone were to call me a hippy, today would be the day (medicine wheel, squat anywhere, sleeping under stars... ). I'll hop back on tomorrow, when there's 174 posts to read through. See you all in San Rafael and please tell me - What is a hippy? ("Hippies create police, police create hippies") xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoStellaLovesYouToTheStarsAndBackMoonxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Hi there, I'm your friendly dus briver here to take you to your destination of choice. Right now dis dus is on a post concert joy ride... takin in the countryside Hop on in and join the fun There's surely tons to come... Waitin and watchin for word from the boys that there will be another time for the joys of dancin and singin with our fellow heads ah the life of lovin the Dead!

Ralph Cramden here, recently retired from dus briving. Miami my protege' earned her bones on the road and I trust her judgement....more than mine ;-) Ah, shit, Ellie Mae you and Sarge are in charge....we are on the road to nowhere...take us there I will hang in back with that freaky Cali hippie lunatic chick and the bag of shrooms....and that bong...but I digress Kick me if you need any musical suggestions...love ya Holly....but you knew that.... Sarge hit me one time.....coffee is on!!!!!! Goin' to the city, got you on my mind, Country sure is pretty, I'll leave it all behind, This is my decision, I'm comin' home to stay this time. 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, Fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city. Breathin' all the clean air, sittin' in the sun, When I get my train fare, I'll get up and run. I'm ready for the city, air pollution here I come! 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city. I ain't no country boy, I'm just a homesick man. I'm gonna hit the grit just as fast as I can. I'll get off on Main Street, step into the crowd, Sidewalk under my feet, yeah, traffic's good and loud. When I see my inner city child, I'll be walkin' on a cloud. 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city... I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool, (Fool for the city) A crazy fool, (Fool for the city) I'm a fool yea, (Fool for the city) A fool for the city, (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) I ain't no country boy, woo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) Woo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) A Fool for the city (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) Whoo! (Fool for the city) (Fool for the city) ...

yeah I'm retired, but you just made me smile..... Let's here some Ringo..... Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. I thought i'd make it the day you went away, But i can't make it Till you come home again to stay-yi-yay-yi-yay. I can't get used to living here, While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you. I want you here to have and hold, As the years go by and we grow old and grey. Now you're expecting me to live without you, But that's not something that i'm looking forward to. I can't get used to living here, While my heart is broke, my tears i cried for you. I want you here to have and hold, As the years go by and we grow old and grey. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not coming back anymore. Ev'ry time i see your face, It reminds me of the places we used to go. But all i got is a photograph And i realise you're not. Beautiful photos of memories we will never forget..... Thanks Holly n Matt ....... Almost deleted the email til I figured it out.....

Ye old roadrunner never had a chance...beep beep indeed. With Liketohike transitioning to Liketobrive and the sing-along we all had over the past weekend, coupled with the thousands of photos the daydreamers took, and hundreds of wonderful memories, and dozens of new pizzas, packages or Oreos, watermelons and licorice bags, all we need to do is sing the following in 4 part harmony:: Oh! We ain`t got a barrel of money Maybe we`re ragged and funny But we`ll travel along Singing a song Side by side I don`t know what`s a-comin` tomorrow Maybe it`s trouble and sorrow But we`ll travel the road Sharing our load Side by side through all kinds of weather What if the sky should fall Just as long as we`re together It really doesn`t matter at all When they`ve all had their quarrels and parted We`ll be the same as we started Just traveling along Singing a song Side by side That's in the People's key of G by the way. And pass rjrrrjrrr a seegar, pat him on the back, and shake his hand. g

Picture yourself when you're getting old, Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[?]. Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago. Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long time ago. Na, na, na, na, na na. Na, na, na, na, na na. Picture book. Picture book. A picture of you in your birthday suit, You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon. Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old Uncle Charlie out boozing with their friends. Picture book, a holiday in August, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny Southend. Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago. Na, na, na, na, na na. Na, na, na, na, na na. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book. Picture book, Na, na, na, na na, Na, na, na, na na, A-scooby-dooby-doo. Picture book, Na, na, na, na na, Na, na, na, na na, A-scooby-dooby-doo. Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago. Long time ago, Long time ago, Long time ago, Long time ago, Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just rolling a nice fat Booheba for ya,, koff,koff, skkkkkt skkkkttttt,ah kofff. here ya go koff,koff

If I get stoned all night long it's just a family tradition.... Hit me Sarge.... Now we take our time, so nonchalant And spend our nights so bon vivant We dress our days in silken robes The money comes The money goes We know it's all a passing phase We light our lamps for atmosphere And hang our hopes on chandeliers We're going wrong, we're gaining weight We're sleeping long and far too late And so it's time to change our ways But I've loved these days Now as we indulge in things refined We hide our hearts from harder times A string of pearls, a foreign car Oh we can only go so far On caviar and cabernet We drown our doubts in dry champagne And soothe our souls with fine cocaine I don't know why I even care We'll get so high and get nowhere We'll have to change our jaded ways But I've loved these days So before we end and then begin We'll drink a toast to how it's been A few more hours to be complete A few more nights on satin sheets A few more times that I can say I've loved these days

Told my baby one more timeDon't make me sit all alone and cry Well it's over I know it but I can't let go I'm like a fish out of water A cat in a tree You don't even want to talk to me Well it's over I know it but I can't let go He won't take me back when I come around Says he's sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I'm broken down like a train wreck Well it's over I know it but I can't let go See I got a candle and it burns so bright In my window every night Well it's over I know but I can't let go You don't like to see me standing around Feel like I been shot and didn't fall down Well it's over I know it but I can't let go He won't take me back when I come around Says he's sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I'm broken down like a train wreck Well it's over I know it but I can't let go Turn off trouble like you turn off a light Went off and left me it just ain't right Well it's over I know it but I can't let go Round every corner something I see Bring me right back how it used to be Well it's over I know it but I can't let go He won't take me back when I come around Says he's sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I'm broken down like a train wreck Well it's over I know it but I can't let go He won't take me back when I come around Says he's sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I'm broken down like a train wreck Well it's over I know it but I can't let go It's over I know it but I can't let go It's over I know it but I can't let go It's over I know it but I can't let go... ------------------- It's over -- or is it?

Back by special request, a repeat performance on KDED ....... For pirate cats n kittens everywhere.... Hear that whistle, it's ten o'clock (Don't let go, don't let go) Come on, baby, it's time to rock (Don't let go, don't let go) I'm so happy I got you here (Don't let go, don't let go) Keeps me grinning from ear to ear (Don't let go, don't let go) [Chorus:] Ooh wee, this feeling's killing me Aw shucks, well, I wouldn't Stop for a million bucks I love you so, just hold Me tight and don't let go Thunder, lightning, wind and rain (Don't let go, don't let go) Oh, love is pounding inside my brain (Don't let go, don't let go) yeah I'm so eager, I'm nearly dying (Don't let go, don't let go) Now you been keeping Your lips from mine (Don't let go, don't let go) yeah [Repeat chorus] A hound dog barking upside the hill (Don't let go, don't let go) Love is dragging him through the mill (Don't let go, don't let go) If it wasn't for having you (Don't let go, don't let go) Yeah, well, I'd be barking And scratching too (Don't let go, don't let go) Someday, baby I'll quit you yet (Don't let go, don't let go) Well, I'll be crying and soaking wet (Don't let go, don't let go) One thing, baby I'll never stand (Don't let go, don't let go) yeah If your lips kiss some other man (Don't let go, don't let go) [Repeat chorus] Hold me tight (don't let go) Yeah, hold me tight (don't let go) Just hold me tight (don't let go) Hey, hold me tight (don't let go) You better hold me tight (don't let go) Brrrrr (don't let go) hold me tight... Somebody get me a doctor!

Time is never time at all You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth And our lives are forever changed We will never be the same The more you change the less you feel Believe, believe in me, believe That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain We're not the same, we're different tonight Tonight, so bright Tonight And you know you're never sure But you're sure you could be right If you held yourself up to the light And the embers never fade in your city by the lake The place where you were born Believe, believe in me, believe In the resolute urgency of now And if you believe there's not a chance tonight Tonight, so bright Tonight We'll crucify the insincere tonight We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight The indescribable moments of your life tonight The impossible is possible tonight Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight I believe in the Grateful Dead and all the Daydreamers! The impossible IS possible

Nothing is over until we decide it is !! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7vtWB4owdE

We get up early and we work all day We put our time in 'cause we like to stay up All night long We keep on grinnin' till the weekend comes Just a pinch between your cheek and gum All night long, all night long Start in the morning and get the job done Take care of bus'ness and we have some fun All night long, all night long We like a long neck and a good old song Turn it up and then we sing along Sing along We're all stayin' up all night long All night long All night long All night long All night long

I keep repeating in my head this morning, "this time last week we were on a flight to Chicago..." and I'm sure from now until Monday I'll be repeating that a lot..."this time last week..." Wish we could turn the clock back. I really hope we can find a way to keep this momentum going - it would be so great to have another "event" to plan, whatever it may be. Don't want to lose touch with any of you. No way. Never have I felt such a deep connection to people I had never met before. It really was very special in every way. Thank you, all, again for a weekend I will never forget. The music was incredible -- the connection and the love between us all was even better. Miss you guys. Anita

That's right,. Anita, Women are smarter. Guys woiuld just dump their laundry on the floor and walk over it for a few days...women got all tidied up and are planning a new get together. Yes, it was grand. Da Bus is idling away, ready willing and able to take us where ever we need to go. Whereever it is, I hope to see you all there... How about a group online get together? Geeky, where are you!

....I'm in.... Anybody know if Al made it back to Nevada?

Felt your side of the bed... You were gone... My heart was filled with dread! You might not be sleeping here again. Man it hasn't stopped raining since we got back to STL. Last night one of my favorite state parks got hit by a tornado. Hope the beautiful trees are OK. I got a SSDD jones to feed! Miss you guys! Who wants to party? It's almost Friday!

Rain, rain go away, come on around another day...... Sarge, stop paddling and pump up the volume, Miami wants to play..... I got a little change in my pocket going ching-a-ling-a-ling Wanna call you on the telephone, baby, give you a ring But each time we talk, I get the same old thing Always, "No huggee, no kissee until I get a wedding ring" My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself" Ooh, baby, baby, baby, why you gonna treat me this way? You know I'm still your loverboy, I still feel the same way That's when she told me a story 'bout free milk and a cow And said, "No huggee, no kissee until I get a wedding vow" My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself" You see, I wanted her real bad and I was about to give in That's when she started talking about true love, started talking about sin I said, "Honey, I'll live with you for the rest of my life" She said, "No huggee, no kissee until you make me a wife" My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"

anyone going to the Peach Fest?

It's not waining anymore, skies parted...sunlight peaks through...biut o static on KDED and then, magically.... My time coming, any day, don't worry bout me, no Been so long I felt this way, ain't in no hurry, no Rainbows end down that highway where ocean breezes blow My time coming, voices saying, they tell me where to go Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine My time coming, anyday, don't worry bout me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go California, a prophet on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine You've all been asleep, You would not believe me Them voices telling me, You will soon receive me We're standing on the beach, The sea will part before me (Fire wheel burning in the air) And you will follow me, And we will ride to glory (Way up the middle of the air) And I'll call down thunder And speak the same And my word fills the sky with flame And might and glory gonna be my name And men gonna light my way My time coming, anyday, don't worry bout me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin slow My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Don't worry about me...

Hey look here in Rock n Roll heaven.... It's John Prine....hop onboard John....what you want Bonnie to sing one...? Ok, Sarge, clear the stage...Ms.Raitt has something she wants to say..... shhhhhhh... I am an old woman Named after my mother An old man is another Child who's grown old If dreams were thunder Lightning was desire This old house it would've burned down A long time ago [Chorus:] Make me an angel That flies from montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That i can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go When i was a young girl I had me a cowboy It wasn't much to look at It was a free ramblin' man There was a long time No matter how i tried The years they just rolled by Like a broken down dance [Chorus] There's flies in the kitchen I can hear them there buzzin' And i ain't done nothing since i woke up today But how the hell can a person Go on to work in the morning To come home in the evening And have nothing to say [Chorus]

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh Float on a river forever and ever, Emily There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play

You were a Floydhead.... I'm just obscured by clouds...... The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You suffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die. Life is a short, warm moment And death is a long cold rest. You get your chance to try In the twinkling of an eye: Eighty years, with luck, or even less. So all aboard for the American tour, And maybe you'll make it to the top. And mind how you go. I can tell you, because I know. You may find it hard to get off. You are the angel of death And I am the dead man's son. And he died like a mole in a fox hole. And everyone is still in the run. And who is the master of fox hounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum? The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You suffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die.

I've found it is impossible to get off dis dus...lets go for a ride! Once more around the park fellas! I'm an easy rider, the wind is at my back I'm an easy rider, the white line is my track Every lane is a passin' lane and the ride away is mine Let me on that straight-away and I'll be fairly flyin' I'm an easy rider, my wheels love to roll I'm an easy rider, I ride a new road every day I'm an easy rider, I will see you on my way I got a number down in every town in my little black book And they understand that I'm a travelin' man So they don't think they got hooked I'm an easy rider, I love that gray highway I'm an easy rider, oh Lord, I love to roll I'm an easy rider, movin's in my soul I know a lady down in Little Rock and I stopped for a little while But I had to go 'cause another I know is waitin' for my smile I'm an easy rider, I can't stay in one place

I've always found that quite easy provided the mood is right...but that's just me.... ...especially since Mick n Keith and Co. Are comin to da Buff in two daze...love me some Exile on Main Street Stones...Fred n Barney! I hear you talking when I'm on the street, Your mouth don't move but I can hear you speak. What's the matter with the boy? He don't come around no more, Is he checking out for sure? Is he gonna close the door on me? And I'm always hearing voices on the street, I want to shout, but I can't hardly speak. I was making love last night To a dancer friend of mine. I can't seem to stay in step, 'Cause she come ev'ry time that she pirouettes over me. And I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming, I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping. I'm zipping through the days at lightning speed. Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin' feed. Heading for the overload, Splattered on the dusty road, Kick me like you've kicked before, I can't even feel the pain no more. But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming, I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping. Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the scene. Feel so mesmerized all that inside me. The sunshine bores the daylights out of me. Chasing shadows moonlight mystery. Headed for the overload, Splattered on the dirty road, Kick me like you've kicked before, I can't even feel the pain no more. But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming, I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.

hey rrrgrrr, get your mind out of the gutter.... Oh wait...mine's there too... You know, there’s two ol’ maids layin’ in the bed One picked herself up an’ the other one, she said: “Get your rocks off! Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get ’em off!)” Well, you know, there late one night up on Blueberry Hill One man turned to the other man and said, with a blood-curdlin’ chill, he said: “Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get ’em off!)” Well, you know, we was layin’ down around Mink Muscle Creek One man said to the other man, he began to speak, he said: “Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off-a me! (Get ’em off!)” Well, you know, we was cruisin’ down the highway in a Greyhound bus All kinds-a children in the side road, they was hollerin’ at us, sayin’: “Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off! (Get ’em off!) Get your rocks off-a me!”

Ride on Josephine...ride on.....I mean Holly...... What a long strange trip it has been.... My final post....life beckons.....all before this was but a dream.... Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet ? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin our best to deny it And Louise holds a handfull of rain, tempting you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing really nothing to turn of Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind. In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train We can hear the night watcman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane Louise she's all right she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place. Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall Oh, how can I explain ? It's so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn. Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze I can't find my knees" Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel. The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him Saying, "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "Ya can't look at much, can ya man " As she, herself prepares for him And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain. (I can be reached via text and email should you so choose)

it's been fun it's been real fun! There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall And the bells in the church too. And up in the bedroom, an absurd little bird Is popping up to say, "Cuckoo cuckoo!" Regretfully they tell us but firmly they compel us To say goodbye to you. So long, farewell,auch wiedersehen, good night. I hate to go and leave this pretty sight. So long, farewell auf wiedersehen, adieu Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you. So long, farewell, au revoir, auch wiedersehen. I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne Yes? "no." So long, farewell, auch wiedersehen, goodbye I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly The sun has gone to bed and so must I So long, farewell, auch wiedersehen, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye What am I going to do without my dus briver...sob.. sob... tears....

Holly, you are da briver.....Torch has been passed.... Make us proud..... You have been groomed and are ready to carry the load..... And let Stella sleep, she needs her sleep and her water..... were they ever here at all?.... but they kept on dancing.....

I am back and still recovering. Back to work yesterday. WHEW! I still can't believe what I experienced in Chicago (and Santa Clara). Sorry it took so long for my return. I have so much to say but it will have to come in increments. It was a daunting but exciting task to undertake alone, but of course I know oh so well that I was the furthest thing from being alone with all the dreamers and other kind folks I met along the way. Had the trip been for any other reason I might have really felt alone in Chicago. Meeting some of the dreamers in SC and then more (wish I could have met you all) in Chicago I felt a "strange" sense of belonging in this community (yes that's what we are a mini community inside the deadhead community) that is pure magic. I don't have any other explanation. The kindest friendliest people in the world are the deadheads and I saw this kindness and comfort throughout the entire trip. Thank you everyone in SD for the mayoral red carpet, and thank you to the entire deadhead community for the crazy kinship we all have and that was so evident in all these shows during my travels...

Got me through those early years - way to go out... Holly is right - I do not believe there is an exit on this thing, but maybe a window. We'll leave it open for all y'all who are saying "goodbye." "Never Say Good Bye" Twilight on the frozen lake A north wind about to break On the footprints in the snow Silence down below. You're beautiful beyond words You're beautiful to me You can make me cry Never say goodbye. Because my dreams are made Of iron and steel With a big boquet of roses hanging down From the heavens to the ground. The crashing waves roll over me As I stand upon the sand And wait for you to come Grab hold of my hand. Oh baby, baby, baby blue You'll change your last name too You turned your hair to brown Love to see it hanging down.

(I am not saying good-bye more of a "'til next time" from me.) From the moment I sat down at the airport bar in Sacramento, waiting to come to Chicago, it had already begun. A very nice fellow who saw my dead shirt came up and sat next to me and we chatted, talked about SC and the upcoming shows. The magic was just beginning for Chicago for me (SD meet, magical show and rainbow had really started the whole thing June 27). I guess the magic was just on hold for a few days. But boy did it really kick in. Got in to CHI on time from my non-stop flight, caught a shuttle,got to the hotel and checked in half hour early. Got to the gig in time no problem. Let me say if anyone had a doubt about the staff at Soldier Field, that idea was squashed immediately. They were honestly the nicest people I have ever patronized at any concert or stadium event. I was completely blown away by their professionalism and customer service. Had great customer service at my hotel as well. Everyone I met along the way was just awesome, I couldn't stop smiling, laughing and having a great time....

...I was bit hungover as I had a REAL GOOD time at Friday's show. Super energetic rock and roll show that was. Hung out with Chris and Jeff (Mortatone), had a fantastic time! Feeling not so special I made it to the picnic about 20-30 minutes late. What a great feeling it was to go around and meet the group. What a great group of people we are! It truly was an amazing time and what a highlight for me personally. I never did anything quite like this before, meet people I have chatted with on the internet. It felt like home and I had known these people all my adult life. It really was a special moment. The field museum with the Jazz and Colors was off the hook (right after picnic). One trio had a sax that sounded like Stan Getz I shit you not (a personal jazz favorite of mine)! I told him that and he was very humbled by my compliment. can't stop smiling. Huge museum, amazing! GD50 exhibit mindblowing also with the tiger guitar (tears) and the envelopes and memorabilia! Sensory overload...