ohhhh i need it
1973-12-08 grateful dead at cameron indoor stadium, durham, nc
the sugaree is so sexy
(emerging from my finals hermitage to share this with y’all, so you’d best listen)
so i hadn’t listened to any studio dead for a long while and then did, and i don’t know if this is common knowledge, probably is, but! i never noticed that at the beginning of casey jones on workingman’s dead, there is an audible sniff
1976-06-03 grateful dead at paramount theatre
crazy fingers>wharf rat>let it grow, i’m a fan
dead at duke
1970-01-31 grateful dead at the warehouse
one of the few shows in new orleans, la and i think this might be the day some of the dead got arrested, so uhhh ‘celebrate’ this day in history or something!
happy thanksgiving y’all, be grateful
30 days of dead features let it grow today, one of my favorites and definitely appropriate for this here holiday season
she comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter’s daughter
she’s brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water
and she bears it away with a love that the river has taught her
let it flow, greatly flow, wide and clear
round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field
seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal
broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring; black dirt live again
the plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing
as he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
that the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing
let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield
grateful dead live at the felt forum picture disc
one out of a thousand; not sayin you should be jealous or anything, but
"i can’t figure out
if it’s an end or the beginning
but the train’s got its brakes on
and the whistle is screaming: TERRAPIN"
- grateful dead
"The music we played was of an intimacy that perhaps can only occur in a long, heavily improvisational relationship. We learned to intuit where each was headed, and then tried to be there with some kind of meaningful counterpoint. That required a lot of careful listening and feeling. After Jerry checked out, he didn’t exactly leave: when I’m playing, I can still feel him —-“Nah, nah, don’t go there…yeah,there, go there.” I can still hear the harmonics of what he’s up to and react as I always would. I can still feel his sense of character development as the song tells its story. Maybe I should be telling someone this in a quiet room while lying on a couch, but it’s real for me."
- Bob Weir (Acoustic Guitar, Aug. 2008)
round round robin run around
gotta get back where you belong
little bit harder, just a little bit more
little bit farther than you than you’ve gone before
the wheel is turning
and you can’t slow down
you can’t let go
and you can’t hold on
you can’t go back
and you can’t stand still
if the thunder don’t get you
then the lightning will
