Robert Hunter Honored With Lifetime Achievement Award
"Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were your own?"
Congratulations to the esteemed Robert Hunter on his Lifetime Achievement Award for Songwriting at last night's Americana Music Association awards ceremony. What's your favorite Hunter lyric?
Gave the best we had to give
How much we'll never know
We'll never know
Goosebumps each and every time I hear this song. A final masterpiece from Jerry and Hunter.
Don't lend your hand to raise no flag atop no ship of fools.
Meet and greet with the man 9-28-13.
SMILE. SMILE. SMILE.
Congratulations and well deserved Robert! My deepest gratitude and thanks to you and JP Barlow for writing the soundtrack to my life, as I've journeyed through it from teen to senior with your lyrics always in the forefront these past 46+ yrs. Your words have guided me through joy, sorrow, life, death, elation and depression. As I now face my senior years, "Ripple" and "Box Of Rain" speak to me about impending death, my life, my triumphs and failures and these songs give me comfort and guidance as I face the eventual conclusion of my life. Yes, Robert I have always heard your voice come through the music and have always held it near as it were my own. "Ripple" and "Box of Rain" turn me to mush every time. It's so touching that NRPS now sing "Ripple" as their frequent encore, which I never get enough of. The final lines in "Box Of Rain" and "Ripple" forever haunt me. But, it is "Box Of Rain" that always has this pronounced volume, ethereal echo & reverb as I hear:
"such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there"
Spooky shit. These were the final words sung by the Grateful Dead at their last concert & I can never forget that each time I hear the song. For me it summed up the past 30 years following the band. But now, I see these words applicable to my own life & death and where I fit into the scheme of things on this planet. Perhaps these were some of the same thoughts, emotions and feelings Phil experienced contributing his efforts to this masterpiece as his father lay dying.
Thank you for always having an answer for me Robert, when others in this world and myself haven't...
I lost my boots in transit babe
A pile of smoking leather
Nailed a retread to my feet
and prayed for better weather!
Goin to plant a weeping willow
On the banks green edge it will grow grow grow
Sing a lullaby beside the water
Lovers come and go - the river roll roll roll
Fare you well, fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
to rock my soul
Robert Hunter -- what can one say? He is the incredibly intelligent, prolific creator of lyrics interwoven with historical and literary references, a poet (the chorus of "Ripple" is a haiku.) No other lyricist can hold a candle to him.
Favorite lyrics? They are all so unique & wonderful. If I had to choose I'd say "Attics of My Life" in its entirety. Just breathtaking.
for the beautiful, beautiful words. You've been deserving of this recognition for years.
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really care
let there be songs to fill the air
........my designated funeral song
Top Ten in no special order
If you get confused, listen to the music play.
Without love in the dream it'll never come true.
It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago.
Hey now momma come on and take my hand, whole lotta shakin' all over this land.
Mr. Hunter's lyrics rival those of Leonard Cohen and Bob Dylan. He is the William Blake of our generation. Thank you for letting us into those conversations with the Muse, Mr. Hunter.
Well deserve, Hunter! My favorite lyric at this very moment:
William Tell has stretched his bow
'Till it won't stretch no furthermore
And/or it may require a change
That hasn't come before...
Thanks for the lyrics to all of the changes that had never come before.
And together, thanks to you and Jerry for the songs.
There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of man, and if you go, noone may follow, that path is for your steps alone.
Oh these lyrics hit the soundboard of my heart