The mystery that is Mystery Box
I've had this CD in my ears a whole bunch of times in the past week. And it was my music of choice again earlier when I was out on the trail.
I've gotta kind of wonder -- if your birthday's September 11, what was that like in 2001? A day without your birthday, sort of? It's gotta be strange to share your bday with the worst day in modern American history.
In any case -- Happy Birthday, Mickey! Thanks!!!

Mickey Hart's
Mystery Box
1996
Where Love Goes (Sito)
Full Steam Ahead
Down The Road
The Sandman
The Next Step
Look Away
Only The Strange Remain
Sangre De Cristo
John Cage Is Dead
The Last Song
What an incredibly... odd, strange, different animal this album is. I can remember hearing it years ago and thinking along the lines of -- what the hell? Picking it up again recently I was more open to it but still I thought -- what is this exactly? Is this R&B? At times it's more like Madonna than the Grateful Dead. The inclusion of the female singers -- the Mint Juleps -- makes this severely different than what a Deadhead has come to know and love from Mickey Hart over the years. Debbie, Elizabeth, Marcia and Sandra Charles, along with Julie Isaac and Debbie Longworth, provide most of the vocals from start to finish. Backing them up is a host of musicians putting together primarily a lush percussion sound throughout. Included is Mickey and his friends Giovanni Hidalgo, Zakir Hussain, Sikiru Adepoju, Airto Moreira and Babatunde Olatunji. Nothing here is an instrumental with all lyrics by Robert Hunter.
Part of the album's Special Thanks say: "Robert Hunter, whose poetry feeds the heart and soul and brings joy to those who listen." Ahhh.
This was the first album from a member of the Dead after Jerry left us. One song in particular, is just the most beautiful ever, in a way. The music quiets at one point and Mickey so perfectly sings these lines:
"From the corner of my eye I saw the sun explode
I didn't look directly 'cause it would have burned my soul
When the smoke and thunder cleared enough to look around
I heard a sweet guitar lick, an old familiar sound
I heard a laugh I recognized come rolling from the earth.
Saw it rise into the skies like lightning giving birth
It sounded like Garcia but I couldn't see the face
Just the beard and the glasses and a smile on empty space"
Wow. That's from

Another cool one on this album, at it's pretty least interesting to me, is the next track --

So, all in all this is, well, an interesting piece of work. He must've had this idea in his mind, worked on it, talked to Robert, called his friends, and went Full Steam Ahead with it. These songs are light years away from a 25 minute Playin' or a Dark Star to blow your mind, but I've come to really like this collection of songs from Mickey & Company.

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In 2001, after the first plane had hit and the world wasn't completely freaked out yet, I called one of my best friends and wished him a happy birthday. While we were on the phone we both watched the second plane hit. I still remember that day like it just happened. And no, his birthday has never been the same.
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