I've been meaning to post the link since seeing the Weege's post from 1/1/13 showing the collection of Dead tapes he inherited.
Seeing my buddy's Dead cover band, Reckoning (acoustic bluegrass) last weekend reminded me that I needed to post up. The article is a well written piece about the whole archival scene.
EDIT Walleye has some cool photos of the original bus moldering in the back forty from when he hung out at Kesey's. Maybe he'll post 'em up here.
Paradise waits, on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames.
She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame.
Poised for flight, wings spread bright, spring from night into the sun.
Dont stop to run, she can fly like a lie, she cant be outdone.
Tell me the cost; I can pay, let me go, tell me love is not lost.
Sell everything; without love day to day insanitys king.
I will pay day by day, anyway, lock, bolt and key.
Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.
Help on the way, well, I know only this, Ive got you today.
Dont fly away, cause I love what I love and I want it that way.
I will stay one more day, like I say, honey its you.
Making it too, without love in a dream it will never come true.
In another time's forgotten space . . . your eyes looked from your mother's face, wall flower seed on the sand and stone . . . may the four winds blow you safely home.
Do you remember the first Grateful Dead song you ever heard?
Tough one, I know, but not for me.
When I was just a kid I loved looking through my siblings' albums, hundreds of them. Album art was an endless source of amazement for me and I also started to really like music early as well.
So when my sister gave me a gift certificate to my neighborhood record store, Loco Records, I was amped!
I already knew I liked Elton John, my brother was into him, so I chose Honkey Tonk Chateau.
I had enough for another album so I flipped through hundreds, just like at my siblings' homes, looking for a cool album cover.
When I came across one with a frizzy haired skeleton wearing sunglasses and playing a violin, I had to have it!
I ran home and called my sister to tell her about my choices.
I remember I could barely even read, or pronounce the name of the album. My sister laughed and helped me along.
Grateful Dead Blues For Allah.
When the needle touched vinyl, there it came.
Help on the Way.
At eight years old, little did I know what I was in for!
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong.
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Long distance runner, what you holdin out for?
Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door.
The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
You gave all you had. why you wanna give more?
The more that you give, the more it will take
To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake.
Do you remember the first Grateful Dead song you ever heard?
Tough one, I know, but not for me.
Ah yeah, kinda sorta, I think. But it was Bob Weir whom I lusted after. I mean really.
Also my favorite bike race, California Death Ride ... Heavily borrows from...
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