Category: Music
I Know I Need a Small Vacation
17 Miles of Bourbon
The Bibles were all closed and people danced in rows.
My friend and Bourbon-master Todd hooked me up with a nice secondary market buy. Some good Bourbon, some good Rye, and a few toss-ins for good measure.
Most things come down to money. Some things are about patience. Fishing, bird hunting, whiskey, and women.
And I Remember How It Was
When we were dancing that first time.
Surrounded by old photographs, and new ones. Mules, a porch, and three fledglings, in a reclaimed frame. There were colored lights, uncrossed arms, and exceptional uncertainty. Not fleeting or temporary.
Undebatable. Like an address, or a name.
Or the way an E tripped into an M. In 1965, and again in 1969.
Dancing, yes, but not on some dance floor- we postponed that business. In favor of umbrellas. Just in case. Gotta keep one eye on the horizon. Or something like that.
Only lately did it occur to me that there is more than one horizon. Seems important.
Let’s just build a fire,
You can drink your warm red wine.
I Ain’t Going Nowhere
There are some places I’ve never been.
Honest to the Point of Recklessness
It’s hard to pick my favorite Grateful Dead song. I named my first-born after one. I’ve listened to many others hundreds of times.
But if you make me pick one, it would be Althea.
If you haven’t seen it, binge watch Long Strange Trip (on Amazon Prime). A must-watch for anyone who likes music, and anyone who wants to understand the importance of the Dead in American music.
Bonus: It’s audio only, but many people, including me, believe that the best Althea ever was this one, from 1980.
Here’s my personal Dead playlist. All live.
No Sweeping Exit
Most non-Deadheads don’t know that Jerry Garcia started off as a banjo player. This is magical.
