Greatest Stories Ever Told - "Ripple"
By David Dodd
Is it possible that “Ripple” might be in every Deadhead’s top five favorite Dead songs list? It is definitely on mine, when push comes to shove.
Garcia was quoted once, when talking about “American Beauty,” as saying something approximating: “Yep—every song on that album is a winner.” Side two (and I will always think of albums as having two sides) starts with “Ripple.” Side one starts with “Box of Rain.” What a nice pair of opening songs for album sides those two are!
Robert Hunter wrote the lyric for “Ripple” in London in 1970—a prolific period for him. The Dead first performed it in an acoustic set at the Fillmore West on August 19, 1970, along with first performances of “Brokedown Palace,” “ Operator,” and “Truckin’.” (Yes, “Truckin’” was played in the acoustic set.) Following an initial period of not too frequent performances in 1970 and 1971, “Ripple” disappeared from shows until the shows in 1980 commencing at the Warfield on September 25, and continuing for a run of 25 shows, during which it was played every show at the conclusion of the first (acoustic) set. After that, it was only played twice more in performance by the Dead, with the final “Ripple” played at the Capital Centre in Landover, Maryland, on September 3, 1988. “Ripple” closed the show, and was played electric for the first time since 1971. An interesting performance history, no?
After all these years of thinking about the song, even now, when I put my mind to it, new things surface. I realized, just now, that despite the song’s American folk song quality, I think of it as something from the Far East. Something inherently Asian, and I think that’s because of a couple of things. Early on, I read somewhere a description of “Ripple” as having a gentle, Taoist bent. And then there’s the fact that the chorus is a haiku. Vaguely Buddhist / Asian imagery is conjured by Hunter in a number of his early songs, especially. Think of “China Cat Sunflower,” with its copperdome bodhi. That simple reference to Taoism long ago sent me looking for information about the Tao, and it has proven to be a very rich vein indeed. Same with haiku—I have written dozens of haiku over the years, and without “Ripple,” my experience with the form might have remained at the third-grade level.
But the poetic allusions in the song are not entirely from the East. Perhaps the primary source for the song comes from the 23rd Psalm, with its reference to “still water,” and to a cup that may be full or empty. The deceptively simple language of the song leads us to contemplate sources beyond our immediate knowing—whether human or “not made by the hands of men”—as well as the interplay of life and death. This song has comforted me through the death of both my parents, with its lines about the road between dawn and dark being no simple highway. Each of us has our individual path, for our steps alone. That might seem like a frightening thought, but I find the universality of it a comfort: we’re all in the same boat.
There are lessons about leadership in this song that I wish everyone who aspires to that role would take to heart: “You who choose to lead must follow, and if you fall, you fall alone.”
I had the honor and pleasure of being in the backing chorus for the First Fusion concerts Bob Weir collaborated on with the Marin Symphony Orchestra a couple of years ago, and got to sing “Ripple” with him in a small group as part of the encore set, followed by “Attics of My Life.” I love to play the melody and changes on the piano, and on banjo. It’s part of my small repertoire of songs I think I could play in my sleep.
What place has “Ripple” had in your life? Has it helped you through anything? Have you sung it to your children as a lullaby? Have you played it around a campfire? These are just a few ways the song has lived in my life.
There are mysteries in the song. I’ve had emails from many people over the years, proposing ideas about the ripple of the title—where does it come from? How can a song be played on a harp without strings? (And I don’t think it was actually a harmonica…) What is the fountain? Who made it? (A girlfriend once joked with me that clearly, since it wasn’t made by the hands of men, it must have been made by women.)
Your thoughts? Feel free to offer some interpretative speculation! It doesn’t matter if your thoughts are broken—let there be stories to fill the air!
I read Siddhartha in high school, right when I was turning on to the Dead. I've always associated Ripple and Siddhartha - gentle, peaceful, searching...(I also associate J.J. Cale's "The Old Man and Me" with both of these - God I love that song).
Of course, this is one of the songs that is played to parents and Dead rejectors when attempting to explain one's Dead obsession - better than say, Caution or Barbed Wire Whipping party, right? My mom for so long wanted no part in this band, thought they amounted to a bad influence. When Jerry died, she was a captive audience to the outpouring of grief and love for the man, and the band, and listened to the various NPR pieces throughout the week. She called me during that period and was really kind about the way she spoke about Jerry, his spirit, and spirituality, musical diversity that she'd heard pouring from the radio, and she said "they played this one song, Ripple I think it was called, and it really gave me the shivers it was so beautiful...I never knew."
On a side note and to pile on, I love Bob Dylan (right OR left handed), but the thought of him singing Ripple with the Dead backing him is excruciating! Tell me this never happened during their various shared performances! Silvio I can handle, but sheesh!
This song made me a Deadhead for life.
My license plate says it all:
...many years ago hiking up a mountain in the Presidential range in NH, my friends and I finally reached the AMC hut we were going to bunk in( after trying to out race a fierce thunder and lightning storm sweeping over the mountains from the west and being forced to hunker down in rock crevices to present a less vulnerable target) to be greeted by the refrains of an acoustic Ripple played and sung by some of the AMC hut staff who were spending the season working in the hut system for the Appalachian Mountain Club. After what we had just been through it was the perfect song to hear at that moment.
Ripple in still water
when there is no pebble tossed
No wind to blow...
word and note
Thanks, Cryptical70, for the correction! And that is an odd picture to go with this post, anyway, even if it were right-handed...trying to figure it out myself. Hmmm. I will ask.
If you watch the movie WOODSTOCK (1970) about the famout festival, you might find the possible inspiration of the song. In the footage montage before the Richie Havens segment, there is a shot of the crowd, and you can see a red "peace symbol" flag with the word "Ripple" on it! Take a look at the scene on your DVD or vhs tape, and see for yourself. I've always wondered what that flag meant.
Possibly Robert Hunter noticed the image when he saw the movie and eventually used it as the title. I know I am just speculating but who knows.
Actually the first recording of "Ripple" is August 18, 1970 Fillmore West, not the 19th.
However my guess is that it made its live debut on August 17, 1970, the first show of the run.
Unfortunately, no recording of the show on the 17th exists, so we will never know for sure.
maybe it's cause i was just skimming the article, but why is that photo reversed, like everyone is a lefty???