Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Government Mule & Ratdog at the Greek

It's all fun and games, till someone gets poked in the eye.

Sunday night I attended the Ratdog concert with friends: Aaron, Ame, and another magic buddy, Josh. It was a cool evening at the Greek Theater, tucked into the Hollywood Hills up by Griffith Observatory. First time there and impressed with the six thousand seat, outdoor, venue.

Seeing Bob Weir perform was like a visit with an old friend. How I yearn for some of those early 90's Dead Shows. Coming out of an ugly divorce with Cricket I was hanging with Moira in our "not dating" phase. I was gun shy but falling in love and enjoying quite a party. All the Dead shows we saw with Harvey, Ras, Dave & Rob Taylor, Camel Face . . . quite a time and a lot a really good memories.

It was about celebrating joy and music and love. Twirling and dancing and singing and even some drug use if you can imagine such a thing. Crazy kids and their dope. They can do what ever they want as long as they stay off my lawn.

Listening to Bobby sing "Friend of the Devil" brought back memories of being with a woman who I loved very much. I married her, and did the best job I could to make her happy. I accept the fact and the blame of failing miserably. She broke my heart and stole my children.

On this night I felt at peace with the past. I thought of Moira and the happy times we shared. The babies we made. The good times, and there were many.


FRIEND OF THE DEVIL

I lit out from reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didnt get to sleep last night till the morning came around.

Set out runnin but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills
I spent the night in utah in a cave up in the hills.

Set out runnin but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air.

Set out runnin but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night,
The first ones named sweet anne marie, and shes my hearts delight.
The second one is prison, babe, the sheriffs on my trail,
And if he catches up with me, Ill spend my life in jail.

Got a wife in chino, babe, and one in cherokee
The first one says shes got my child, but it dont look like me.

Set out runnin but I take my time,
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.

1 comment:

Zooomabooma said...

Hey man, very cool you got to see Weir and Ratdog. I don't quite have the backstory but I long for those of seeing Dead shows, too. There's lots of out there who are wanting the past to be alive again... but all we've got is the memories. Still some good music to be heard, though!

peace.