Saturday, January 03, 2009

Heather Wood and Dashiell

Danced like a freak
had plenty to eat. . . and drink
and to think
it was New Years Eve

That afternoon Polly and I drove over the Golden Gate Bridge to Marin County. We were going to have lunch with an old friend. Someone who I had not seen or talked to in 22 years. She got in touch with me a few months back. Her name is Heather Wood and back in the day she was with my old partner in crime "Kirk". They had a son (in Cincinnati), his name is Dashiell and he came to lunch with us. It was great seeing them and catching up on over two decades of adventures. Dashiell a fine young man, impressively mature and together for a 22 year old. We met them at the motorcycle dealership that Heather and her husband own. We went to a deli for lunch and shot the shit. Ahhhhh the crazy memories of days gone by. Excess, crime, drugs, busking and period of my life that I will never forget.

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It was nice that we didn't spend too much time dwelling on the past. Heather and I have something current in common, were both serious about the gym, Polly and Aaron too for that matter. Everybody getting healthy, in their minds and bodies. It's a good life.

Friday, January 02, 2009

huh?

Got back last night from San Francisco. Polly and I had driven up for a couple nights of Grateful Dead Music. The shows were awesome and a good time was had by all. At the shows, we sat with Aaron Fisher and Alex.

I wanted to bring in the new year SCREAMING. . . and I did. I got a great girl who not only puts up with me, but tolerates my music as well.

Dancing like a freak
letting it all hang out
moving to the beat
shuffling feet
can't speak
bout to peak

eyes roll back as the bass line dominates
electric guitar and drums
FUN

It's a free form journey to the center of your brain
faster than a plane, it's my pain
leaving
kissing the year goodbye
and knowing why and how and who

Magician, originally uploaded by fruvous2.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

New Year 2008-2009


New Year 2008-2009, originally uploaded by naturemandala.

Happy New Year!


Happy New Year!, originally uploaded by Talley1144.

New Years Eve Set List

Phil Lesh & Friends

Golden Road>
The Wheel> Jam>
Eyes Of The World...>
Don't Let Me Down>
The Eleven> Jam>
Slipknot!>
Elevator>
Franklin's Tower

PBJ Trio
(Lesh, Weir, Molo)

Me And My Uncle
El Paso
Tomorrow Never Knows
Maggies Farm>
Dark Star (instrumental, 2nd half)>
Cassidy

Ratdog

Setlist:
Mississippi Half-Step>
Just Like Mama Said>
Playin' In The Band>
A Hard Rains Gonna Fall
Jam> The Other One>
Stuff>
Standing On The Moon...>
At A Siding>
Terrapin Flyer>
Terrapin Refrain>
I Know You Rider

New Years Band

Jeff and Steve(keys)
Kenny(horn)
Molo and Lane(drumz)
Bobby and Phil
Mark and Jackie(guitar)
Barry(pedal steel)

Setlist:
Countdown to New Years
Happy New Year
Sugar Magnolia>
Uncle John's Band> Jam>
Wharf Rat(no jeff, no kenny, no jay)>
Good Lovin'(no jay)> Jam>
Sugaree (no bobby, no molo)
Scarlet Begonias(no jeff, no molo, jackie on drumz)>
Jam...
Space(no jay, jackie on drumz)>
Come Together(no jay, no steve, jackie on drumz)> Jam>
Dark Star(full band, jackie on keys w/jeff and steve)>
Not Fade Away...

(audience chant nfa)

Donor Rap/Band Intros

enc:
US Blues
Ripple



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12/30/2008 Bill Graham Civic Auditorium, San Francisco, CA [Reviews]

Jam > Shakedown Street > Easy Answers, She Belongs to Me, Money for Gasoline, Lazy River Road > Jack Straw, She Says > Liberty, Friend of the Devil, The Weight, Two Djinn > Stuff, Dear Prudence, Touch of Grey

Bobby, Jay, and Phil played an acoustic set following RatDog's set: "Peggy-O, Black-Throated Wind, Dark Star (Instrumental), Easy to Slip"

Phil & Friends Set: Bertha
Direwolf, Birdsong> Althea
New Speedway Boogie> Jam>
Lady With A Fan>
Terrapin Station> Jam>
China Cat Sunflower>
Born Cross-Eyed>
St. Stephen>
Satisfaction

Donor Rap / Band Intros
E: Viola Lee Blues

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Like A Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street


And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Bob Dylan