You know how some songs, and not just Dead songs, transport you back to a certain time and place whenever you hear them? Maybe you didn't even like them at the time, but three notes and there you are driving back from the beach when you're 16, or whatever.
And some songs just come to embody a particular time and place forever after.
What are yours?
Not the only song that takes me back to a special time and place (Enya does that too), but hearing this takes me back to the first time I heard it, when I was just nailed to my chair and it felt as if someone were taking apart my brain and weaving it into a web around my head.
Well I know, you know better
Everything I say
Meet me in the country for a day
We'll be happy
And we'll dance
Oh, we're gonna dance our blues away
LISTEN TO THE MUSIC !!
anything, I guess
I listened to this song a lot while I was in San Diego (California) working in my Dad's tax office. Mostly I did nothing but sit around, listen to music, and read. It felt cool to get away from school and teachers and kick it in an office. I always dreamed about Beatles and Dead music reaching the ears of some rich office-working guy and maybe he smokes a joint and chills out . . . thinking about his life and common folks and stuff he may be missing in his life.
When I hear the song today (or "Penny Lane") . . . there I am in the office downtown with the door locked sneaking a few puffs from a joint. Sometimes I'm eating a steak sandwich I used to make for hiking and am chilling in a secret spot in the canyon near my old home that we would sneak away to. We sure had fun in all of that nature breathing some nitrous gas from whipped cream cans and smoking bowls.
Ahhhhh . . . memories.
Boy Scout camping trip in Vermont, 1967ish, wandering seemingly aimlessly through the woods for hours through a dreary, light mist, turning the forest into a dark, slightly sinister place.
I'd bought the Strawberry Fields/Penny Lane 45 the week before, and had played it obsessively up to the time we left on the trip. Strawberry Fields became my internal soundtrack for the entire weekend, couldn't shake it, "Let me take you down.." over and over.
So on this hike I began to suspect that we were lost, then began to fear that we were lost, then hit certainty and PANIC that we were definitely lost...when we stepped into a clearing that I recognized. The relief that washed over me was otherworldly. Our scoutmaster knew where he was going after all!
To this day I can't hear Strawberry Fields without flashing back to that moment we stepped into that clearing.
I will listen that album till I died. Was it another jam band who play in the same range as GD at that time? Hope you have the two CD set. Hooked on "In the memory of Elisabeth Reed" forever.
Every tune on that double LP brings back many childhood memories of my dad blasting from the garage, prolly and I was always with dad so just kinda fell into place, which to this day he still does, but so do I, its one of the greatest live albums ever sold, especially Whipping Post!!! I still get chills everytime i here it played. Thanks dad for listening to good music
i assume you meant the dave mason song. love that one.
nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
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Good to know you got shoes to wear when you find the floor.