If you're a Deadhead in Asia, here's your new clubhouse... Welcome, and make yourselves at home!
Good morning rockers!!!!
As many of you may or may not know, I am a bit of a “1971 Dead fanatic”. I have taken on a slightly ambitious project, documenting all 1971 Dead shows, the end result of which I hope will combine numerous “facts/factoids” about shows with recollections of folks who actually attended Dead shows in 1971.
In order to accomplish this, I need the help of the Dead fan community.
ALL contributions will be properly and specifically credited.
If you attended ANY shows in 1971 and have ANY recollections to share, PLEASE consider participating. Please PM me for details.
While of course I’m happy to hear from anybody who attended “classic 71 shows” such as Port Chester, Fillmore East, Harding Theater, Felt Forum, etc., I’m particularly interested in hearing from folks who may have attended lesser known, “out of the way” shows, such as:
1/22/71 Lane Community College
6/21/71 Chateau d’Herouville
8/4/71 Terminal Island
10/19/71 Northrop Auditorium
In addition, if ANYBODY out there has “paper ephemera” related to 1971 shows, Please consider participating. I’m looking especially for:
Newspaper/print media articles
Thanks in advance to all who participate and contribute!
At the holiest shrine for Buddhists in Nepal, the Boudha Stupa in the Boudha district of Nepal, another Tibetan has self-immolated. Deadheads who are not Buddhists might recognize the Seeva foundation's symbol of the eyes.
Great to see you! I hope you can stream the shows where you are...
Walk me out in the morning dew my honey.....
Just want to say hello to everyone, I have not been on here in some time.
I am back in Shanghai for a couple of weeks and then heading back to South Florida.
Just want to say hello and wish everyone positive emotions and lovely memories....
Lets keep on making memories my brothers and sisters!!!
Sad to say that Yukotopia, a great bar and venue in Tokyo where I once had the pleasure of playing one night, has just closed down as of April 1st. Sorry to see you go, Yuko!
Actually I was there for about six weeks in 1990 and got the most incredible acupuncture treatments for my lower back. But other than that I found the place to be a loony bin. S$500 fines for not flushing (who doesn't!?) a public toilet. And the speech by Prime Minister Lee Kwan Yew when I was there in which he said,''We as Singaporeans have to take this idea of having fun very seriously.'' Yowza! That's when I knew it was time to move on.
Much happier here in Japan!
Greetings from Okayama, Japan! I have some land in the countryside of Okayama prefecture on which I have built a small stage, have a generator and can host large groups for camping and live music. Hope t o hear from some other heads in Japan!
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At the holiest shrine for Buddhists in Nepal, the Boudha Stupa in the Boudha district of Nepal, another Tibetan has self-immolated. Deadheads who are not Buddhists might recognize the Seeva foundation's symbol of the eyes. These eyes are actually representations of the Buddha's eyes that are painted on this famous monument of the Buddha's enlightenment in the 4 directions of the dome-shaped monument (with a square top) to the Buddha's enlightenment.
At this famous World Heritage Site on August 6th, the following was reported in The Himalayan Times:
"A 38-year old monk called Karma Ngedon Gyatso died after setting himself on fire at the Boudha stupa in Kathmandu, Nepal, yesterday (August 6). Karma Ngedon Gyatso, who was unable to walk due to a severe disability, had arrived in exile from Tibet in October, 2011. Tibetans who knew him describe him as deeply religious. It is the second fatal self-immolation by a Tibetan monk in Kathmandu this year after Drupchen Tsering set himself on fire in February, also at the Boudha stupa.
Although I was there in Boudha at the time I was busy moving from my hotel to my relative's home a few miles away. Many of my relatives own shops selling religious paintings around the stupa and I usually do my kora (circumambulation of the stupa) every morning around this time.
The Government of Nepal had announced a few days earlier that is had finished setting up surveillance cameras in the area aftere the first Tibetan self-immolation at the stupa. From what I could see two cameras were visible that only covered the main internal entrance to the monument. I'm sure that will change. The Nepali government is under tremendous pressure from the Chinese Government (who have ruled over and subjugated the Tibetan people since about 1950, driving the Dalai Lama into exile in 1959). It is not too strong a statement to say the Chinese are trying to assimilate the Tibetan culture and failing that will finish the job with genocide.
The afternoon of the fifth I found a Free Tibet sticker in my suitcase and stuck it in a window in one of the monasteries that form the circle surrounding the ancient monument. I came back a few hours later with some tape to make sure it stuck there. Somebody had already taken it down.
The Boudha monument has become a focal point for Freet Tibet demonstrations in Nepal. The shopkeepers want to keep it a tourist area and World Heritage Site so they can continue to profit from the many tourists who visit every year. The Nepali government wants to keep the aid roiling in from the Chinese who don't like Free Tibet demonstrations, never mind control the Nepali government to such a degree they don't even allow the The Dalai Lama to visit.
Well, it was a sad end to a beautiful visit and I yet again am reminded of places in this world where people will do anything to flee authoritarian governments where the oppression is unimaginable.
Unimaginable means that the people are willing to self-immolate in protest because they have no other method to reach the rest of the world with their message. This pathos is too much to bear. Will it end when there are no Tibetans left as a separate ethnic identity?
If yu've been to Asia then you know this story:
A poor person wants to do some menial service for you like shine your shoes for what amounts to a few cents. They speak English more or less and invite you to their home. Their home is down an alleyway and across a street and down another twisting road through a rice paddy until you reach a slum of such unbelievable proportion it makes you want to break down and cry right then and there. The whole slum is built from plastic and sticks laid out in squares like a former UN refugee camp. But these people have been living there for years.
Of course, you had to be courageous enough to believe nobody was going to waylay you. But all you encountered were smiling people greeting you warmly in the middle of this squalor.
So you pull what amounts to ten dollars out of your pocket and give it to the guy and his family and you cry for humanity all the way back to your air-conditioned hotel. His wife smiles tears of gratitude as she holds their baby.
Life is too real some times...
It is hot, and then it rain, and then there are rainbows. In an endless pattern as old as the earth itself and now being changed by global warming.