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President Failure

... one year later:





Hmmm... Fox News Channel but no Republican propaganda.
But . . . but . . . that's what some people think Fox News is.
If they'd actually just watch and have an open mind,
they'd see that's an irrational myth.

Playin' In The San Joaquin Valley

Your eyes do not deceive you, here is a show posted for your listening pleasure. Been awhile, eh? I've been wanting to post one for seemingly forever now, just have not been in the mood. I'm still not, really. Twasn't inspiration that moved me. I don't know what it was. But I decided to give a show a shot and see what happens.

32 years ago tonight...

Grateful Dead January 18, 1978 Stockton Civic Center Stockton, California

1st Set: Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo,
Mama Tried-» Me & My Uncle, Peggy-O, Jack Straw, Friend Of The Devil,
It's All Over Now, Row Jimmy, Lazy Lightnin'-» Supplication

Set 2: Terrapin Station-» Playing In The Band-» Passenger-» Space-»
Estimated Prophet-» Stella Blue, Sugar Magnolia

Encore: Around and Around

transcribed from: The Deadhead's Taping Compendium, Volume II: An In-Depth Guide To The Music of the Grateful Dead on Tape, 1975-1985 [out of print] The finale to the California tour occurred in the unlikely setting of Stockton, the second of two gigs the band played in this oft-maligned valley town. First set highlights include a nice, soaring "Half-Step" opener and a blazing mid-set "Jack Straw" that kicks things into high gear until the "Lazy Lightnin'" > "Supplication" closer. The nearly continuous second set is full of surprises, from the somewhat ragged "Terrapin" opener to the weird Bobby triplet of "Playing" "Passenger" (out of a long jam), and "Estimated," leading, just as surprisingly, straight into "Stella Blue." Things bog down at the end, with a sluggish "Sugar Magnolia" and a half-hearted "Around and Around" encore. MICHAEL PARRISH

Definitely in agreement on the 1st Set highlights. As Half-Step rolls forward it gains some nice momentum before an ultra-nice plateau that had me feelin' pretty darn good. After a nice Peggy-O, there's a false start for Jack Straw and if you listen closely, you can hear Mickey having a good time with it. The hottest part of the set is without a doubt the Jack Straw. Jerry turns it on for real here and Bob's rhythm work is crankin' at double time to try and keep up. Outstanding! Play this LOUD!!!!!

Another moment of beautiful perfection happens with the entirety of FOTD. It sadly cuts at the end but what a lovely version. Jerry hits some nice auto-pilot in Supplication, as well. What a great vehicle to spend some time in jamland to close out the set.

With the second set we finally get to hear Phil. I don't think he was that prominent in the 1st set but in set 2 he's an integral part of the proceedings, especially in Playin'. This version might actually be on the droll side without Phil in the mix as much as he is. The jamming might be a little disjointed here and there but still a great place to get lost in the music.

Estimated has me in a nice little bit of a trance. Keith's keys shine in a spot here and a spot there. There's an ethereal feel that is very relaxing and the way it slides into Stella is... oooooooooooo so yummy. Wow. The sweetness continues with Stella but I disagree with Parrish about Sugar Mag being sluggish. Jerry's cruisin' right on through it while Phil kicks it up a notch as do the drummers. This is a full-on dancin' good time tune right here!

Has tuning ever been a highlight of a show? It is for me here. Before the encore, Jerry plays around with a familiar song that won't be played by the GD or Weir for several years -- Blackbird. Kinda sluggish and has the longest Aud patch of the show by far, Around and Around is not the best way to end the show. Maybe if the SBD wasn't missing at the end it wouldn't be so bad. In any case, the Blackbird tuning surely makes up for it. So brief yet so very cool to hear!

The quality of the recording, for the most part, isn't too bad up through Terrapin; the worst problem is a little hiss, primarily noticeable during the quiet parts. But unfortunately towards the end of Playin' the sound problems really start. There are moments of slight muddyness and well over a handful of dropouts that have been patched with a questionable-quality Aud source. Except for two, each patch is a mere few seconds long, the longest (before the end of the encore) is maybe a minute or so. (Read the shnid text file linked below for more info.) Because the quality had a certain crispness to it, it's a shame these problems occur. This easily could have been given 3½ or 4 stars for quality but these problems knock it down, overall, to 3 in my humble opinion. But what are ya gonna do? Dig what ya can 'cause this is probably the best source there'll ever be for this show.

1-18-73 @ the Internet Archive: an Aud source for listening & downloading; the Soundboard for Listening Only

download it here if you'd like Source: shnid=13101 ♦ Audio Quality: Lineage: SBD>MR>?>D>CD>EAC>SHN patched with: AUD>MC>C>D>CD>EAC>SHN 1/18/78 - Part 1 ♦ Part 2 - 1/18/78 Stockton, Cali - 1/18/78 - Part Three

1-18-78 a.k.a. 01/18/78 a.k.a. 78-01-18 mp3 download 320 kbps no lossless flac, sorry

Post game wrap-up (post second listen of this show analysis): I know why I haven't listened to the GD for almost 5 months . . . and I hate it. I hate the why and I hate the fact that this music's been out of my life. Even with a show that isn't the most spectacular and with quality flaws like these, I'm left feeling . . . I'm left knowing that I've just listened to some of the best music on the planet. It hasn't healed me, it hasn't made anything better in my life . . . but I'm glad I listened to it. Like watching la di freakin' da, an hour here, an hour there, whatever dramas on TV as a distraction, I guess listening to great music is also a distraction . . . but a much, much, much better one.

So... what year is next? Don't ask for a specific date
but first one to ask for a year gets it.

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David Loves Phil

David Nelson Band -- Box Of Rain

The Sunday Morning Drunk

I'm in Hell. That's life. Who needs pants? I don't give a crap if it's 20 degrees, shorts will be fine on a 2/3 of a mile walk to the 24 hour convenience store for a 6 pack. Beer needed, pants be damned. Can't find my jacket so two long sleeve thermal shirts and a short sleeve over that's good. 3:45 a.m., barely any cars on the road. No cars for 5 or ten minutes, Evanescence in the ears, but how come when there's cars, two at the same time pass in opposite directions? What are the odds?!? Bizarre. Gloves were need but just pull the hands inside the sleeves and it's allg ood.

Beer bought, walk home. More Evanescence. Though I was walking on a road, that's some great hiking music for a cold morning under the stars. Warm on the the way home, no more freezing hands. Grateful Dead terrapin hemp baseball hat keeps me head warm. Somethin' like 45 minutes later, home I am to drink. Air temp was below freezing so beer was cold right away. Nice. Evanescence finishes so how about some Pearl Jam in the ears? Loud, fast, joyless. There's no joy in hopelessness.

8:12 a.m. now and I'm on my last beer. Thankfully the convenience store closer to me (not 24 hrs) uis now open. NBeed more beer, spelling erros now be damhed. Screw 'em.

INXS - Dekadance. Shoryt EP before I play me some Temple of the Dog.

Tis weally messed up, Elmer Fudd would say with a "w" instead of an "r" -- Sunday morning church? Or beer? Beer and hopelessness. Screw the world, screw everything. Just give me loud, fast, somewhat maybe angry music and endless CSI: Miami's and NCIS episodes. Leverage on TNT and Psych on USa start soon. Family Guy's good for a laugh now and then, Community and 30 Rock and Parks & Recreation also... but what good is a laugh without joy? It's so false? Temporary? All laughs are temporary but I guess it's just momentary, something to fill up a tiny little part of life before death. A mometary distraction from the hell.

Someone commented here recently along the lines of -- "Play some Dead." Yeah, right. I wish I could. I want to. Badly. It's so0 messed up, ya know, the desire is tremendously tjhere for the Gratefil Dead and Jerry HGarcia to provide again some joy in this life . . . but it just ain't a-happenin'. Just ain't. There's nothing in life to be happy about. Happiness makes the GD and JGB awesome, just dopwnright freakin' awesome, ya know, great, splendid, wicked great, bitchgin', gnarly, killer, orgasmic, wonderful, mmmm, so goooooood . . . i know this . . . but I can't press play because there's no joy to be the door to that added Grateness. Do I make sense. Probably not. Do i care? No. Whatever. I just wish I had a home. I'm fucking homeless, I've nowhere that I fit in. Home is where the heart is and where's my heart? Stolen and I hate it. I hate life. I hatre myself. I hate the world. I hate life and I just wish I could slice my wrists open and bleed to death. Yay. Now there'd be some joy. Whatever. Temple of the Dog's playing, last beer's being drunk and tis perhaps time for me to get me another 6 pack. I dunno why. Seriously -- I've been great with maybe a mere one six pack in like the last 3 or 4 weeks, constanly battloing the d4esire to drink, but the alcholic compulsion is there right now. Why? It just is. Nothing else to say. Ramble ramble ramble. Country's going to hell. Whatever. Music plays, nothing gives me joy. Want to die. Whatever. Maybe I'll sober up and find a good video to post after this to deflect. Why',m I even typing all this crap? Beats me. Whatever. Life sucls. Did i mnention that already or not? yeahh ... i thought i did.

The Sad, Sad Truth

clip from Red Eye with Greg Gutfeld on the Fox News Channel


Exemplifies (with some humor) the far left
who want to suppress all dissent while making sure everything
Republican and/or Conservative appears to be evil and wrong.

Sidenote: interestingly, more people in America identify themselves
as either Conservative or Moderate than Liberal. Hmmmm.

Don't get me wrong, liberal is okay . . . but the far left loons,
they won't get American anyplace good. Join the middle, folks!
(and stay away from Media Matters . . . they don't matter at all.)

Liar In Chief

President Barack Obama, our beloved liar.





Minister of Shut The Hell Up And Don't Question How We Do Things




Nancy Pelosi: it doesn't matter what's promised on the campaign trail,
ha ha, we'll say anything to get elected . . . stoopid citizens.

Broken Promises

National security, in the spotlight again, is way more important than health care but it's fascinating the way Congress wants to move forward with this fiasco. The nimrods on Capitol Hill are so pathetically self-serving. Absolutely disgusting.