Punk for Pups and Pussies

Are you in the tri-state area? (NY-NJ-CT . . . is there any other that actually matters? NO!) Are you out on Long Island? You gotta car, right? A Schwinn? One of them idiotic Segway dealies? Can ya drive a train, Casey? Charge a fuckin' plane ticket on your Diner's Club card, I don't fuckin' care, just go get yer ass to this show. A'ight? Jeez, what do I gotta do, kick yer ass all the way to Amityville myself? Yeah, it's where that movie and those murders took place, so fuckin' what? Go anyway. You'll be supportin' a great fuckin' cause, ya fuckin' hear me? GO!!

Out of the Shelter into the Pit
Come check out a great punk show and support our shelter

Saturday, October 17, 2009
4:00pm - 10:00pm
Broadway Bar, 198 Broadway, Amityville, New York
$10 cover goes to our Shelter

My friend Nazz from Bleedin' Out is in Dirty Pillows
so tell 'em Zoooma sent ya.

Have you left yet???? GO!!!!!

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Oils for Waves

Midnight Oil 9/29/03
DNA Lounge, San Francisco

benefit for the Surfrider Foundation

Surfing With A Spoon
Feeding Frenzy
Brave Faces
Wharf Rat
Wedding Cake Island
Back On The Borderline
Burnie

Sound quality kinda sucks -- definitely below average, unfortunately. Vocals are often lost in the mix but it's still listenable. My highlight, besides hearing songs from way back in the earliest days of the Midnight Oil (there's like nothing between 80 and 93!), is the UBER-rare performance of Wharf Rat. The Oils recorded this for inclusion on the 1991 Grateful Dead tribute album: Deadicated. Even though they made that recording, the tune has been incredibly absent from their lives shows I guess here in San Francisco, home of the Good Ol' Grateful Dead, Peter Garrett wanted to pay tribute to the city's most famous band and they break it out for the fans. Of course I have no idea how many in attendance may have been a Deadhead and gave a crap about Wharf Rat, but this Deadhead typing this loves that it was played. I wonder if Garrett even listens to the GD but even if not I'm sure he appreciated what they've done as a band in their career. He makes a half-joke about the Grateful Dead saying, "They're all kind of overweight now but they're still very decent people," and goes on to say about the Deadicated album, "If you haven't got it in your collection, you should pick it up 'cause it's pretty neat."

Have a listen to the live version of Wharf Rat from this show...

At around 8 minutes in length, the Oils' version here almost approaches Grateful Dead-like territory as the band gets into a bit a dreamy jam through the last few minutes. Very cool and it's a shame they didn't keep it going for another awhile longer. Oh well.

Overall, a cool little show from this amazing Aussie band. I may have hopped on the bandwagon when they got popular here in the U.S. with Beds Are Burning but exploring all their albums and shows is a music treat and being a Deadhead, this one's gotta be the tastiest of all!

9-29-93 a.k.a. 09-29-93 a.k.a. 9/29/93 a.k.a. 09/29/93 a.k.a. 93-09-29

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Weirday

i just noticed it's Robert Hall Weir's birthday.

Happy Birthday, Bob!



Yeah, Fuck you, too, Bob! The Grateful Dead suck ass, biotche!!!

Who's Your Papa?

Papa Mali and Seven Walkers

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Saxon Pub, Austin, Texas

Papa Mali - guitar and vocals
Bill Kreutzmann - drums
Reed Mathis - bass
Matt Hubbard - keys

SaveKUTAustin benefit

Do Your Thing
Death Don't Have No Mercy
New Orleans Crawl
Bertha
Wharf Rat
Mr. Charlie

This is my first time listening to Papa Mali and I'm impressed. My only complaints are I wish the show was longer and I kind of wish he mixed in another one or two of his songs to make this feel like less of a cover band. Aside from that this is a cool set of music. Do Your Thing is a Papa Mali original, I believe. It's kinda mellow to start but momentum builds nicely. Billy K is playing great, a marvelous backup to the guitar stylings of Papa Mali. This almost feels Doors-esque at times... or maybe a little Allmansy?

Death Don't Have No Mercy has a jazzy feel through some of it, I think because of the keys and the way Billy's playin' the skins, but there's a good amount of Delta blues in there, as well.

Much more of a jazzy feel throughout a new Robert Hunter tune, New Orleans Crawl. Yeah, this is straight off Bourbon Street... I can picture Louis Armstrong singin' this and blowin' that trumpet of his in place of Papa's guitar, or perhaps a Bing Crosby-Satchmo duet. Oh yeah, Robert must have been down in the Quarter when he got his inspiration for this one. Then again, he may have only written the lyrics and had no input on the music.

Have a listen to New Orleans Crawl. Lyrics by Robert Hunter.

Wow -- Bertha really gets goin' and Papa Mali's guitar work is excellent... not perfect but a couple times for little while I'm thinkin' he just nails it... but without sounding like Jerry. The bass could be crankin' a little more but what we get fits in really nicely. You can tell Billy loves playin' this one, especially at the end.

A lot of Hammond B-3 on this Wharf Rat gives it not a totally different sound but somewhat. While the organ sort of lifts the song to Heaven, the bass is the counterweight giving this a deeper, darker feel throughout. Billy being the sole drummer also gives this a noticeably different sound than a regular GD version. The way he drives all on his own is amazing and just hearkens back to the days before Mickey and when Mickey was absent from the Dead. The Rhythm Devils duo is an amazing sound but Billy can sure play on his own, even still all these years.

Having a very similar feel to Bertha (danceably energetic,) Mr. Charlie closes out the short set and it's an excellently fun version. Not quite Pigpen but better than Warren Haynes with The Dead. There's a nifty keyboard solo in there and Billy alone on drums just makes it so perfect.

Overall, a funky, jazzy, bluesy, jammy set of tunes that totally floats my boat! I'll be lookin' forward to more of this in the future. There's a Halloween show coming up so if you're in the Yosemite area, go check it out!

And here's Mr. Charlie for your listening pleasure

10-11-09 a.k.a. 10/11/09 a.k.a. 09-10-11

Download The Show Here (320 kbps) Papa Mali with Bill Kreutzmann - Austin 10/11/09 Lineage: Church Audio Cards-> CA-9100 pre amp -> Microtrak 24/48 ->R8brain->CD Wave->TLH

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The Jerk plays The Banjo

Steve Martin
with the Steep Canyon Rangers

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Speedway Meadow, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival

Hoedown at Alice's->
Freddie's Lilt->
The Crow
Daddy Played The Banjo*
Pitkin County Turnaround
Late For School
Nowhere To Law Low**
Be Still Moses**
Jubilation Day
Clawhammer Medley
Hide Behind A Rock
Words Unspoken
Tin Roof
Calico Train
Orange Blossom Special

* with Tim O'Brien; ** without Steve

Fun show. A really good time, definitely well worth it! Steve is crackin' jokes between nearly every song because, after all, he's Steve Martin! What do you expect him to do, just play music and humorlessly leave it at that? Heck no, dang it! He gives the crowd many truly laugh out loud moments not to mention some great banjo playin'. The Steep Canyon Rangers as Steve's backup band are just excellent. Is this world class bluegrass? Ya know what, I can't tell ya... I can only tell ya what I like and me likes this mucho, thank you very much. Late For School has gotta be my favorite here as it's just this totally nonsensical jolly meandering tale that could almost be something out of Saturday Night Live. And then at the end of Orange Blossom Special my feeling of elatedness for the greatness of the musical presentation sank to sadness for I simply did not want it to end. Ah well, this ain't no jam band, just a bluegrass band, and what they gave the crowd was, for my money, nothing less than splendid.

Have a listen to Orange Blossom Special

10-3-09 a.k.a. 10-03-09 a.k.a. 10/3/09 a.k.a. 10/03/09 a.k.a. 09-10-03

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Truly Needed Change

How come on a cloudless day when the sun is blaring down, people will say it's SUNNY . . . but on a cloudless night when the moonlight is bright, no one says it's MOONY?

Televangehypnotism?

Living Colour September 11, 2009 Mexicali Live Teaneck, New Jersey

Middle Man
Desperate People
Type
Flying
Bi
Elvis Is Dead
Drum Solo
Burned Bridges
The Chair
DecaDance
Young Man
Method
Behind The Sun
Bless Those
Hard Times
Taught Me
Out Of Mind
Not Tomorrow
Cult Of Personality

Encore: Time's Up
Love Rears Its Ugly Head
Should I Stay (Or Should I Go)

I'm not entirely sure why but when I found about this Living Colour show, I had to have it. I dug this band since their debut album and early videos on MTV (back when MTV actually used to feature music videos.) I have their debut, Vivid, as well as whatever their next album was. For about a decade, decade and a half or so, I didn't really listen to them more than once every couple years or so. Never knew a single note of other music they put out. But still I just had to have this show.

Maybe it has a little to do with the fact that the show took place in Teaneck, New Jersey. I used to go there when I was a kid, to 125 Galway Place. (Weird how more than two decades later I still remember that address so well.) My dad worked for many years in Teaneck when I was growin' up in northern New Jersey and I used to go to the office with him sometimes... maybe a few hundred times, actually.

And then there's the fact that this took place on 9/11. But if it was a show by Living Colour on 9/11 in Houston or Seattle or Champaign, Illinois, it wouldn't have the same appeal to me. But Teaneck, at the former Mexicali Blues Cafe, right in the NYC area..... yeah, this was something I wanted.

And so I got it and here it is. Pretty cool show. After some familiar songs, the show changes somewhat in the middle when they play their entire new album all the way through... good music, I just didn't know it. Who did?! It came out like a few days after this show! I'm now on my third listen and it's definitely energetic and well-written stuff.

One song in the show, a tribute to September 11, has brought me to tears during the second and third listen after I fetched the lyrics for it....

Flying

I jumped out the window to get to the parking lot
I'm writing this little song on my way down
Never in my life have I felt a heat so hot
I had to get out

Such a lovely day to go flying
The sky's so clear, the sun is shining
Fate has given me wings
Such a terrible funny thing

I was gathering up my nerve to ask out Carmen
She glanced out the window
Oh my God
The room It went away, now we're holding hands
Just not the way I planed

Such a lovely day to go flying
The sky's so clear, the sun is shining
Fate has given me wings
Such a terrible funny thing
Funny thing

I jumped out the window to get to the parking lot
I'm writing this little song on my way down

Such a lovely day to go flying
The sky's so clear, the sun is shining
Fate has given me wings
Such a terrible funny thing
Funny thing
Such a funny thing
Funny thing
Funny thing
Such a terrible funny thing

9/11 is something that has affected me immensely. Eight years later and I can't watch a single second of footage from that day; I've simply gotta change the channel or turn away or both. It's too much for me and these lyrics are... I don't know exactly but the song brings me to an incredibly staid state of being. The feeling of that horrible day is matched by the music here. The two musical forces behind Living Colour (no offense to Doug Wimbish on bass) -- Vernon Reid on guitar and Will Calhoun on drums -- are... very respectful of the nearly 3,000 who were murdered as well as the countless who have been affected. All of this together courses through me and makes me loathe everything in the world... or at least not understand it. But then who does? What an incredible song.

The audio ain't the greatest
but here's the performance of Flying from this show...

While that part of the show was something to behold, fun surely follows, particularly with Elvis Is Dead which features some sweet sax by guest musician Jeff Smith. And then holy freakin' Drum Solo, Batman. Will Calhoun is an unbelievable genius!

After the playing of the new album, the crowd gets to hear Living Colour's most famous song, Cult Of Personality. Check it out...

Three songs for the encore including a cover of The Clash's Should I Stay (Or Should I Go?) That one's not exactly played as 72 billion people know it and it might take some getting used to but it's pretty cool. Again, have a listen...

Unfortunately, the sound quality is just average. To me, that's not good enough. Well, wait... it is good enough but average is almost disappointing, actually, especially in this day and age of great recording gear. Also, just last night I listened to a show from Buckeye Lake Music Center (not quite a small indoor club) from 19-freakin'-88 and the quality of the Audience recording was a-freakin'-mazing. So why in 2009 is something a little muddy and distant like this is? Oh well. Still it's listenable and better than most of the Youtube vids of this show that I've checked out. And despite it not bein' the crispest Audience source, I've dug three listens of it and I'm sure I'll pull it out again someday to Press Play on once again.

Here's a pretty good "report" on the show....

from Kweevak.com: The Chair In The Doorway is the new hard-hitting album from Living Colour available on September 15 from Megaforce Records. The recording is a colorful pallet of passionate and pointed prose with pulsing rhythms. The eleven tracks are divided between metal tinged tunes with hypnotic hooks and more vibrantly visual pieces that are molded with the band's trademarked melody and multi-part harmonies. Heralding from New York City, Living Colour (Corey Glover-vocals, Vernon Reid-guitar, Doug Wimbish-bass and Will Calhoun-drums) formed in the 80's. Living Colour's unique urban rock blended free-form jazz, funk, hip-hop, metal and punk and their lyrics were often caustic and cautionary in pointing out injustice and racism in America. Mick Jagger of the Rolling Stones saw their potential and produced their early demo tapes with two songs appearing on their smash debut album Vivid. Their anthemic "Cult of Personality" won a Grammy for Best Hard Rock Performance in 1989. Today, Living Colour is back with a vengeance touring in support of The Chair In The Doorway with a stop at Mexicali Live in Teaneck, New Jersey on September 11, 2009. The venue's compact stage was packed with gear as both Vernon and Doug made full use of effect pedals and digitally driven enhancements. Calhoun's yellow drum kit was impressive and at one point Reid joked that Will has the Cadillac of drums. Behind the stage was a screen with visual displays that recorded shots of the band in bleeding colors, capturing their movements, and adding to what was already a very vivid stage presence. Living Colour opened with the massive sounding "Middle Man". Vernon was cool and collected as he pulled concise, colorful chords from his black guitar. Wimbish was technical, too, using a variety of techniques such as tapping and thumping his fingers over the bass strings while mixing in rapid pulls on the neck in a dragging motion. Will, a graduate of the Berklee College of Music, was the driving force behind the band with his bold beats and tricky time-keeping. "Desperate People" was daunting with demanding drumming, soulful stirring singing and intense instrumental exchanges. The song flowed into "Type" that blended rapid fire rhymes, roaring riffs and a dash of reggae effects. Reid acknowledged the date (9/11) and dedicated "Flying" to those who died and were impacted by that fateful day. The song soared on Glover's silky vocals and the instrumentation went from spacious to haunting. The tune took a quick turn into David Bowie's "Heroes" bringing it to an even higher level. Living Colour was edgy and engaging. Corey easily coerced the crowd to sing the refrain "everybody" and "Elvis is Dead", which included a sassy sax solo from guest player V Jeffrey Smith of The Family Stand. The sax was countered by Calhoun who was ever commanding on the kit. "Elvis is Dead" segued into Will's solo that was daunting and included the use of an electronic drum pad to produce strange sounds and beats that were befuddling but beguiling. Returning to the kit Will used LED lighted sticks that emphasized his speed and motion. The band took a quick break and returned to the stage announcing that they would be doing something different at this show by playing their new album in its entirety and sequence. "Burned Bridges" was bold with brash build ups and edgy effects. "The Chair" melded metal with menacing meandering. "DecaDance" was caustic with crashing chord structures. "Young Man" was a rocking rant with racing rhythms followed by "Method" - a methodical and moody piece. "Behind The Sun" was feisty and funky and featured some harmonies. "Bless Those" - a personal favorite off the new disc - was reflective and robust with a catchy repeating refrain. From our perspective, the crowd quickly connected to this tuneful track. "Hard Times" started off pretty but quickly turned to power packed pulsing prose. "Taught Me" was a mid-tempo melodic muse followed by "Out of Mind" with its thunderous time-keeping twinged with metal guitar tones and threatening bass lines and lyrics. "Not Tomorrow" had a slightly swamp feel to it with soulful singing, saucy string work from Vernon and smoky rhythms. Living Colour closed their set with an animated version of their anthem "Cult Of Personality" which is still a passionate and powerful piece. "Time's Up" started with the sound of clocks that quickly collided into fast and furious fret work filled with frightening rhythms. "Love Rears Its Ugly Head" blended funk and metal and moved through a number of moods. The third song of the encore was the classic "Should I Stay (Or Should I Go) by The Clash - a cover that was featured on Vivid. Living Colour's interpretation was creative and crazed and left the crowd craving more. Opening for Living Colour was Phantasm a young three-piece from Philadelphia. Phantasm was eager and energetic. Their set was a mix of high speeds and styles. Their songs melded metal with a punchy punk attitude with lots of changes. The guitarist who handled lead vocals had a wide range and could hit high notes. The trio was very animated in their movements and music. At one point, the bass player was jamming and standing on the bass drum. Their thunderous tunes had theatrical moments and generally they were able to engage the crowd who were eager to see Living Colour. by Rich and Laura Lynch, Kweevak.com

09-11-09 a.k.a. 9-11-09 a.k.a. 9/11/09 a.k.a. 09/11/09 a.k.a. 09-09-11 Mexicali Blues Cafe

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in the big hard world

Introspection... but not a thesis, not while buzzed. This song -- Hard Sun by Eddie Vedder -- has got me captivated this morning.

I put the Into The Wild Soundtrack on and when I got to Hard Sun I set the music player to repeat and play just that one song -- over and over and over, for a half hour, for an hour, I just can't get tired of it. At some point I went to Youtube and checked out the video and...... geez, man, the similarities between me and that idiot Chris McCandless, they're there. I guess I always knew this but there's a new component now. We both had a rich east coast upbringing that went buh bye to search for the wild of the west -> eventually Alaska. That's where young McCandless was a schmuck and Alaska was too big for him. It's too big and too wild for many... he went Into The Wild... but was unable to come out of it. "Lonely. Scared." he wrote. I know those feelings but they are not ones you can have in the wilderness.

We both also wanted little to do with Society. Yet I find myself sitting here smack dab in the middle of Society, wanting to very much be a part of American Society even more. But things go good -> things go bad, and what I could say about McCandless -- "What a waste of a life" -- could now be said about me, as well. Another striking similarity. At least I'd be smart enough not to get myself dead with the Parks Highway just a day or two walk to the east.

P.S. Before I ever even knew about the movie being made, I went looking for that bus once. Because of wicked high volume of melting glacial waters, I was unable to make it but I could take you there tomorrow. McCandless wasn't that far away from civilization (a major Alaskan road) and that's he's kind of a joke and why his demise is somewhat laughable to many Alaskans.

One day is fine, next is black

Bourbon and a bagel for breakfast? Why the heck not. 58° and raining and I've gotta walk to the local convenience store for a Coke so's I can properly wash down this bourbon. Me not a straight drinker of the spirit, no way... tequila, sure, but not bourbon. Good breakfast -- couple shots with a Coke, actually not a Coke, that's sort of a lie, I bought an RC Cola. Good to start the day with bourbon. Nothing better at 7:45 a.m. i always say. Well, maybe not always but now. I always wonder what the cashier at the grocery store thinks when I'm buyin' a 6 of Newcastle or Sam Adams at 7:15 a.m. I coulda sarted with the beer but the bourbon first is perfect. oh yeah. and a bagel, of course. not really of course 'cause i don't eat bagels often but bein' from northern New Jersey, they're in my blood. Didn't quite get good NY bagels, or even northern NJ bagels... but okay. Besides, when you're drinkin, what the dang heck does it matter? all's i know is i've gotta stop diong this. bad news, man. then walkin' back from the cinvenince ctore (wow... without correcting i am typing wayyyyyy badly but who gives a crap.) anyway, where was i? almost got creamed by a truck. well, i could've if i wanted to. thought aabout it. I did want to but I'm not completely ready. Besides, what if the driver of the truck swerved and hit something or someone else and the injury wasn't just to me? That wouldn't be good. That's not the right way to die. The right way is let the physical just be you but maybe let another or others see it happen so they have to live with what they've done. That always sounds good to me. Almost revenge but I know revenge is wrong. I dunno. Anyway, twas a Cheerwine truck, i noticed. he was barrelin' down, doin' a whole maybe 40 in a 35, maybe 45 he was doin. coulda killed me, sure, had i been hit the right way. believe me, i thought about it. all's i coulda done was not crossed at the second i did and waited a few seconds. Emeril doing color commenatary mighta gone, "BAM!" Yeah, man. That'd a-been a waste of an RC Cola (and a small bag of Fritos.) $2.65 that coulda gone into my will (recipient not yet chosen, thought it was but now not sure... I've really gotta get that done 'cause who the hell knows what can happen... what will happen, what might... what will.... but when? Hard to say.)

Anyway, where was I? 2 minute walk back i thought of -- Should I Stay or Should I Go? Tough question to answer. Not much reason to stay, is there, Ame? Juliet doesn't think so either. I'd tell you both to go to hell but A) I can't because I'm not a mean, heartless bastard and B) maybe you're right. Too much hope to go but it sucks like the worst hell to stay.

Beer time, #2.

Gotta love an overcast rainy day. Practically black outside and it's 8-something a.m -- perfectly matches this feeling of despair. Tis weird 'cause it ain't all bad. Watched CSI: Miami earlier and it was a decent 44 minutes (On Demand, without commercials) of semi-relief. Dang thing is i don't wanna fill my life with TV. I didn't watch much that to begin with now I'm filling 44 minutes here, 60 minutes there with Monk and Psych and Trauma and CSI and NCIS and there's more I could try and might 'cause music only goes so far. Music? Music's good, too... but there are just do many frickin' hours in a day to fill.

This has gotta stop. Something's gotta give.

Love & Rockets

few yrs after their prime but still darn good

it's full

Some think that if the full moon is labeled on your calendar as, say, October 4, then the full moon occurs after the sun goes down on that day.

Wrong. Sometimes.

Today's full moon occurs:

OCT.  4  6 10

The 4 is the day. The 6 is the hour and the 10 is the minute. Full moon is at 6:10? A.m., yes, in London, not Ontario...

that's 1:10 a.m. East Coast time in America, land of the semi-free, home of the brave and way over-taxed with a government who is so freakin' full of themselves that they just don't truly give a crap and want to tax us even more, many of them do, freakin' nutjob dooshbags.

hey, genius, this was just about the moon, how'd it go political? beer. beer and a little bourbon before that. amazing how many correction i habve to make, see, but now i'm jut lookin at he ketboard and i'm not gonna correct 'em all. Still i ca type okay for many words but not all if i just keep going like so whatever ever ever ever blah blah bklah, hey, NCIS: LA -- best show ever with that hunky hunky studmuffin (if i was gay which i am not) what's his name? Callan a.k.a. Chris O'Donnell HOOOAHHHH---- Al Pacino would yell at him in that movie with the Ferrari anfd can't forget LL COOOL J not all caps but my thumb stuck on the key la di da di da, yeahso anyway, it's a great show, just watched 2 episodes, first two there've been not counting the semi-episode when they were on the regular NCIS at the end of last season? Something like that byut anyway, yada freakin' yada, hey..... full moon, ya know it can actually occur at like 3:o'freakin' clock in the afternoon! yeah, somewhere on the globe it does. really. weird, huh? 'cause, or as Juliet would write, "cuz" that's the way the world is.... yo.

hey. time for anuthah beer....... yo. full moon, oh, hey, 3 minutes from this sentence right here, actually about 2 minutes now, ready? on my mark............... ready? well? what the heck? are your ready or ain't'chya? Beer time.

freakin' 30 seconds to fridge and back didn't eat up much time, yo.
say, with a minutes to go, tell me, what the dang heck is wrong with the world? it's messed up, ain't it..... yo? Yo. Tis sure is, I tell ya what.

Full moon time. Ready?

Mark.

i said............ MARK!

not yet.

now.

TC

Tom Constanten September 8, 2009 Marinship Park Sausalito, California Sausalito Art Festival

Mountains of the Moon
Amazing Grace/House of the Rising Sun/Auld Lang Syne
Werewolves of London/All Along the Watchtower
Garden Party
Dark Star
Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Prepare yourself, this is a massive download -- a whole whopping 43MB! Well, maybe not that massive. Nope, it's not a mammoth set of music but I thought I'd give it a listen.

Nothing here is a wow moment by any means. Unfortunately, it's quite noticeable that Tom's bit of one-sided banter is obviously stuff he's said dozens of times before. Werewolves-Watchtower is a curiosity as he plays one while singing the other. Garden Party is kinda boring but kinda neat as Tom references "China-Rider," the Dead and Bob Dylan and he includes a few bits of lyrics from Desolation Row and White Rabbit. I guess Dark Star is the "highlight" -- all less than two instrumental minutes of it.

FYI -- Tom Constanten is at the Live Music Archive... but it doesn't seem like anyone's in any rush to get his music posted there as there's a whole 4 shows from the past 25 years including... one from a Best Western Inn lounge.

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PSA

hops

Great line from a Doors song goes "Woke up this morning anfd I got myself a beer." 6:08 a.m. and no, I haven't woken up but I'm surely polishing off this second 6-pack. Not good. I'm noyt a drunk, I swear. No, really, well,maybe I have a propensity to be one... but I don't want to be one.... ya know, it just happens, tis called SELF MEDICATION, I believe. Sure, I coulda just taken some sleeping pills and knocked myself out but ........ but qwhat? Why did i choose this path rather than sound sleep? LOUD PEARL JAM TEN blaring in my ears, maybe some Temple of the Dog next should I be able to stay awake for a couple more beers and then sleep. Why alcohol? Why not the sleeping pills to knock me out for 8 hours? I don't know. Crappy mood -- why sleep? Why not just stay awake and dwell on the hurt while maybe digging some gfreat music? before this was Nine Inch Nails and their debut from 1989: Pretty Hate Machine. GREAT f'in' album!! Another one now. But along with the great music comes Deep Thoughts and not of the Jack Handy kind that make you laugh, no, none of those, just Deep Thoughts and misspellings that make me wonder do I want to correct them or not? MNaybe. Not that time. Don't care. Just -- drink.

Drinka nd turn up the tunes. Jeremy spoke in class today. Lemon yellow sun -- wow, this a downer of a song... but it's soooooooo good!

Grateful Dead? Yeah, I hoid of 'em. Maybe soon. Seemed a harmless little fuck. Nashed his teeth and bit the recess ladies breast. Yada yada yada, Eddie Vedder.

Rambling........

Life sure is messed up, ain't it? What the hell are ya to do? Die? Sure. Maybe. Or try to see a better tomorrow....... HAAAA! Better next week or better next month but better in the next 24 hours is a tough demand to meet.

Rambling....... my ears are not going to make it to Age 70 assuming I live another week or two. LOUD PEARL JAM! (Is there any other way to play PJ?!?!)

What's most screwed up, and this won't apply to non-Christians, is I kjnow this ain't what God wants for me......... yet alcohol just seems so logical...... even though a lot of it gives me a headache. I'm not even sure what's it's doing for me. Anything psoitive? Nope. That's fior dang sure. Just making me think more.... maybe.... I dunno, probably considering without it I'd be crashed out asleep and not thinking a damn thing.

Onc.e....... don't know the lyrics so no sing along. Once, upon a time, i could control myself.

Wow, i could easily be an alcohlic. this is not good. did i mention that ? is any Pearl jam album after this worth it? really? Maybe a little but not as much as Ten. no way.

once, upon a time, i could love myself. once, upon a time, i could love you.

i still can. i still do.

anyway........... even flow -- my own mix of the album so it's next and now and yeah i
i've got two beers to go and i think i see the sun beginning to shine, well, not really shine but show some light outside.

no more. typing that is. Maybe i'll rip that second Furthur show and post it today. Or that dang Oxford Plains show that I've already written a review for.... but I wanna listen to it again -- SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alright well no commas needed anymore as I've finished this beer and whoa i need to correct my spelling here like every 5 seconfds or else i'mgonna loook like i can't type and usually i take pride in making suire i can spell everuthhing corectly but right now i ust don't care.

Hmm.... maybe some Living Colour next? 9/11/09 from Teaneck, New Jersey at a jopint called Mexicalu Blyues, yeah, like the GD song if it wasn't mispelled by me. Anyway......

done.

Furthur into '09 we go

I wish everyday I could be inspired to put up posts like the one below... but the excitement for this life just ain't all there. Okay, it's not really there at all and I kinda wish it could all be so simply over. Ya know? Crap, this sucks 'cause it's not the right way to feel, it's not how I am. I wanna live damnit, I wanna rejoice and really happily f'ing live!!

But life ain't quite that way nowadays. So in order to keep doing this (posting of shows thing) I need to find some Inspiration... somehow, from something, and be Moved Brightly to put up some music here. Unfortunately, while I love the Grateful Dead and almost anything at all within the family, it's not been doin' it for me. I hate to say that. But it is what it is.

Seems I was Inspired, though: the new Phil & Bob band really snuck up on me and when I realized on Friday that the first show was just hours away, I was Inspired to get that first of the three shows. I truly wish my Inspiration was Inspired by something other than music... by something real and tangible... not that music isn't real and tangible but... but anyway, music is what Inspired me so I'm gonna run with it... if I don't then I'll never get anything posted here.

So onward we go, Dead soldiers, furthur with another day and furthur with more music. I hope to get back to the Good Old Grateful Dead soon... hope to.... but for now what we've got is:

Furthur

Friday,
September 18, 2009

Fox Theater
Oakland, California

Phil Lesh ♦ Bob Weir
Jeff Chimenti - keys ♦ Jay Lane - drums
Joe Russo - drums
John Kadlecik - lead guitar

1st Set: Jam-» The Other One-» The Wheel,
Jack Straw-» The Music Never Stopped-» Bird Song-»
Born-Cross Eyed-» Let It Grow

Set 2: Lost Sailor-» Saint of Circumstance, Althea,
Scarlet Begonias-» Fire On The Mountain,
St. Stephen-» The Eleven-» Foxy Lady Jam-»
Terrapin Station-» Not Fade Away

Encore: Touch Of Grey

WOW! If the thunder don't get ya then Phil's bass will! Over eight minutes of a light and mellow tuning jam sets the tone for what might be a quiet and mellow night? HAA!! Sometimes Other One can be so smoothly slid into, a gorgeous transition from a jam right into the song, so seamless that you might hardly even notice until you recognize some proper TOO notes that are so familiar to us. But sometimes.......... yeah, baby..... you get PHIL!! Whew, here.... well, just listen and dig it for yourself! Man, he is FIRED UP and ready to go. The mellow tone does continue for another 5½ minutes before we get some severe electricity to send the song in a very frenetic Never Never Land. Is it Cowboy Neal at the wheel? Cowboy Bob? Cowboy Jerry??? Some combination of all of the above, I suspect. Holy Goof, nice stuff for the first 23 minutes so far. But hold the reigns there for a second, Santa -- Other One to open the show?! Hmm. Worked for me!

The band cruises in a lower gear during Wheel and it has quite a warm feel to it, at least for me. Rather than wrapping it up so quickly like so many Grateful Dead performances of the song, they work on a nice little extended jam at the end. Eventually the count-off for a new song stirs excitement and we get... Jack Straw? Phil takes a couple verses here and the crowd appreciates it... but Jack Straw for me is the quintessential show opener. Ahh well, this ain't the Dead now, is it?

I noticed it in Other One and here again we're getting a severe dose of Garcia. Jerry? 'Zat you, Jer? It is him. Seriously. I've never heard Dark Star Orchestra but apparently they play spot-on perfect Grateful Dead shows. Not my thing and while Garcia's doppelgänger (of sorts) seems to work for some people, I'm up in the air about it. This ain't the (Grateful) Dead and Jerry's gone so I kinda wanna hear his lines played similarly but not exactly. Ya know what I'm sayin'? At one point in Jack Straw Kadlecik steps up to play a Jerry solo and the crowd is noticeably quite happy with it. Kadlecik is smokin' here... I mean, yeah... wow, he's pourin' out Garcia as this song really escalates to some kick ass heights! If you don't crank it up at around the 6 minute mark, you're nuts.

Music rambles on quite nicely but the crowd reaction hits a high for the intro to Bird Song. Lots of Garcia, I mean Kadlecik noodling here as the song meanders along. Another nice thing I'm noticing about the sound of the band is the difference two drummers makes. That has really stood out for me several times. Jay Lane can kick some butt and has for many years with Ratdog but the addition of drummer Joe Russo really adds a nice dimension to this... very Mickey & Billy-esque. Bird Song doesn't hit monumental heights of gorgeousness but tis sure purty. I love this song so much and there's just no one other than Bob that I'd want to hear it from... post-8/9/95 that is.

Wow, pretty wild to hear that left turn straight into the late 60's with the explosion of Born-Cross Eyed. For the first show for this band, they are nailing EVERY single note. Holy cow, and then the first notes of Let It Grow so beautifully ring out and I'm left dumbfounded and wondering about that combo... fuckin'-A, man, that's... interesting. And what a Let It Grow it is! Unfortunately Jeff Chimenti on keys is too low in the mix to hear very well on this Aud source because it sounds like he's got some nice chops in here. First time I've really heard him tonight so far. Once again, the whole band is COMPLETELY on the same page. Unbelievable. Is this better than '09 The Dead? That would be a tough call but it sure is close!

Sailor to open Set 2 had me sailing away, drifting and dreaming, lost in Jerry's beautiful guitar work. Whoops, did I say Jerry? Yup, here he is again. That must've looked strange on stage, some dude playing Jerry note-for-note... but it wasn't Jerry at all. What the hell? There are advantages to having this guy play -- he knows the music oh so very well. But again my personal dilemma shows itself -- do I want Jerry duplicated musically? No. But it's still nice as is Saint from start to finish.

Fake Jerry takes up vocal duties for Althea and... and..... I'm troubled. Where the hell is Bruce Hornsby?! That's all I've got to say... oh wait, they turned Chimenti's piano on. His playing seemed next to non-existent in the first set but here he's got a nice solo that's standing out nicely. Fake Jerry sounds kinda like a younger Jerry and kinda like Hornsby but where the hell is Bruce? Now that's all I've got to say.

Uh oh, more Fake Jerry singing Scarlet. It's nicely rockin', though. Bobby's back-up vocals let you remember he's on stage, too, and this isn't just some cover band... oooo, but it is, isn't it? Ha, to some people, sure but, ya know, I'm not gonna get into that argument here. Just wanna dig the music for whatever it is. Too bad this isn't a soundboard 'cause I'd be diggin' this a whole lot more. Sounds like there's some sweet Phil dosage goin' on here but it's not the easiest to hear. Maybe, just maybe, he'll give us a Sbd or two as he's done quite frequently with Phil & Friends. Who knows. Would be nice to actually hear Phil's individual notes and what Bob's doing on rhythm. With an average or even nicer Aud source, such as this one, that great playing half gets lost in the overall sound. Ah well. Still good listening as Scarlet makes the billionth transition (give or take a few hundred) into Fire. Bob must be takin' the rest of the night off from lead vocals 'cause there's more of John Kadlecik here. I'm lovin' Phil's bass as the oh so familiar notes are just so wonderful to hear. Same is true for Bob's rhythm guitar. And Chimenti is spot on playing Brent's Hammond B-3. Sweet. They really begin to smoke this! Wow! (I wish I had the SBD!)

St. Stephen is a musical masterpiece to a small degree. This guy Kadlecik is a freakin' Jerry jenius. Is it Furthur or is it Grateful Dead? As they roll into The Eleven, Lesh is on a roll, as well. He's non-stop and at times playin' so HUGE notes but because it's an AUD, you've gotta pay close attention. A soundboard would be soooooo sweet here but just close your dang eyes and enjoy it for what it is!

Bob's back on vocals for The Eleven and while I got used to hearing Kadlecik on vocals, Weir is definitely a relief from that. Mmm, nice to hear the Foxy Lady Jam in there. They did this on The Dead's Spring Tour... I wonder if that's been a Ratdog thing or just something they wanted to carry over despite it not being Warren Haynes on lead guitar this time. Very cool to hear and from what I read, this show marked an anniversary of James Marshall Hendrix's passing... I wonder if they even realized that? Maybe and that's why it was included. Whichever way, while it's not a long jam, it's inclusion is pretty cool.

Terrapin vocally disappoints me as again I'd rather hear Bob on lead vocals but musically it shines at times but struggles to be cohesive at others... but when it's spotty it finds its way back to perfection. Bob actually takes the last verse and coincidentally that's when Phil's playing really gets kicked up a notch. Mmm, a nice ending that's pure gold. Thanks, Bob!

To close the set is a good old fashioned smokin' NFA. It's so nice to hear one that's not a 5 minute Good Night, Folks. This has some room for everyone to play and rock and have fun. The Grateful Dead could surely rock an NFA to close the second set but this is much better than a quickie good night version. They leave the crowd to carry on a good old fashioned "Know our love will not fade away" clap and chant. That, coupled with the Touch Of Grey encore, is such a fitting end to this show. Here's Bob & Phil in September of 2009, not fading away and still getting by. Hell yeah!

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suhhhh-weet!

FURTHUR
Fri. Sept. 18, 2009
Fox Theater, Oakland, CA

Pedro!!!

As a New York Mets fan, I was conflicted beyond belief last night. Even when sucking monkey butt, to cheer against the Mets would be a sin punishable by being forced to swim in the East River, I think. Last night not only did I cheer against the Mets, I cheered for the Philadelphia Phillies. Mets fans are supposed to HATE the Phillies. I do hate them... generally... except when Pedro Martinez is pitching. And last night against the Mets he pitched a doozy! (Hmm, I don't think I've ever typed that word before. Cool.)

ANYWAY... at this point in September, just three weeks before the end of the season, it's a game that should have had importance or ideally no importance as hopefully the Mets would have been so far ahead in the division by now that they'd have 1st Place locked up. Not quite in '09... again. So an unimportant game it was, for the most part, but as a Mets fan not living in the NY-NJ area, I've got to watch when they're on national TV.

Dilemma, though, as my favorite football team -- Da Bearz -- was also on. Season opener and not only were they on Sunday Night Football, they were playin' the Packers. No Favre for the Pack anymore but still an important game. Too bad there was barely any offense and the game sucked. No worries 'cause Da Bearz'll get 'em at Soldier Field later in da season. And if they had Ditka, the score, easily, would be like 190 to negative 10.

Anyway... after baseball I got to see the end of that disappointment but for awhile there it was all Pedro dominating the Mets. He kicked the Mets' collective asses and how sweet it was -- seven strong innings, 6 strike outs, 0 runs. He was in command. That's pitchin', man! No one expected him to come out to pitch the 8th, especially after going beyond 100 pitches for his second outing in a row. Looked like he put in a great 7 and that was that. But since the Phils' bullpen can't be trusted with less than a ten run lead, they went with Pedro for another 3 outs. First batter for the Mets: hero David Wright. When he struck out, holy moly, that was the moment when I cheered the loudest. And that was the moment I realized what a traitor-for-a-night I was. Uhhhh... I hate the Phillies, remember?! Yes, I knew that. Total conflict of interest and it'll never happen again.

But when ya love baseball, last night was a dandy!

#2 now #1, #23 always #1

Way to go Derek Jeter, passing Lou Gehrig for most hits by a NY Yankee. As a diehard NY Mets fan, I'm not supposed to cheer for anything Yankees... but it's Jeter, man, come on! Way to go #2!

And as a former diehard Chicago Bulls fan -- what a great speech by MJ on his induction into the Basketball Hall of Fame. Michael Jordan #23 also #1. (Lebron who?)

And right on Jim Wilson!!!! Good stuff, man!!

And like the Grateful Dead who carried on despite some serious problems with Jerry, Inspiration Move Me Brightly shall carry on.

The other day -- maybe about a week ago (sheesh, I have no freakin' idea where the days go!) -- I listened to some SICK tunes from Summer '88, from Maine. I listened to the Matrix mix of a show that had two or three songs in particular just abo-freakin'-lutely blow me away. If you know this show and have the SBD, you simply MUST download the Matrix and give it a whirl 'cause it's sweet!

So hang in there, yo. That's what I'm doin'. We're not done here. Plenty of music still to get to.

Ciao.