THEY ALREADY GOT ON WITH THERE LIFES THEY FORGOT WHAT WE WERE ALL HERE FOR, NOW THE TORCH HAS BEEN HANNDED DOWN , I DID MY TIME ON THE FRONT LINES,NOW THE NEW KIDZ CAN DO THERES, BUT ILL BE ON THE BUS FOREVER, JUST NOW ILL BE TOWARDS THE BACK OF THE BUS, KEEP IT GOING ALL-------KEEP IT GOING-------
JINGLE - FEW GOOD MEN MC - NEW YORK
Does that person really mean that? what no Mozart? Beatles? Hemingway. I look at as I have something new to discover and I can still see and enjoy great new music too. Life is to precious to put any limits on ones enjoyment and learning
nd the road goes on forever....
There's lots of good music out there these days, but the GD have a special place in my heart and soul. Great music is timeless, and the GD never sound dated or musically naive. Yes, the band as we knew it is no more, but Miles Davis and Hendrix are also "no more". So should I throw out all my Miles Davis and Hendrix recordings?
Whenever I listen to an especially good, spiritually deep GD concert with the boys running on all cylinders, I say to myself, "This is what great music-making is all about". "Communication" is the word that comes to mind. This is a band that never seems to say, "listen to how cool we are", or "listen to how well we play our instruments", or "gee, our lyrics are so poetic and hip, aren't they?" The brilliance of the GD is never forced, and as they draw the listener in, the band and the audience become one, and you gradually enter another world, another time. But this is the opposite of escapism, at least for me personally, for the music speaks to me of the joys and wonders of life.
Listening to different versions of the same music over and over again may seem odd to those who haven't been touched by the GD. I'm reminded of an Picasso anecdote. Some writer visited Picasso in his studio, where the artist was painting a picture of a wine bottle. Some weeks later the same writer returned to visit Picasso again, only to discover that he was working on what turned out to be another in a series of paintings of the exact same bottle. The writer asked, "doesn't it get boring to paint the same bottle over and over again?
Picasso replied: "when I wake in the morning, I'm a new man, and it's a new bottle of wine".
Jesus here … I have a message for all of you from beyond your realm. This is a Message from Jerry, Pigpen, Brent, Keith, and Bill. To all you who have taken this site and made it about personally attacking one another; who have made a point to forget about the music completely, who have disregarded what this web site is all about. You all have disappointed us greatly. Remember it’s about the music and what it means to each and every one of you. Stop the personal attacks against one another. There is a lot going on in this world right now. And not everyone is going to agree with each other on what should be done. The end of days is near. We need to come together and be united. No I’m not from the Chinese government. I have nothing to do with any government. Nothing we say on these forums about the world is going to change anything. Pray to who or what you believe in. At this point unless you are going to the different places or raising money to help fund these causes; all you can do is pray. So QUIT your bickering it’s time to get along and enjoy the music while we still have the freedom to listen to it. And Remember why we are here on this site in the first place!!!!
I'm not going to say anything here that everyone hasn't already said...
I am one of those who never saw the band live. My wife turned me on to them. She had tickets to see them when Jerry died. She told me the heartbreak she felt, as if an old friend had passed on. I knew, for a band to affect her that much, there had to be something to them. I listened...and listened...and listened some more, and I haven't stopped yet. I think I get it. I think I get what Phil means when he talks about the "collective mind." Whenever I listen to their run at Red Rocks in July of '82 or anything from '73, I feel as if I'm in the middle of that crowd, swaying, singing, and loving everyone in the room. It makes me sad I couldn't have been there in person. I always tell people, the Grateful Dead are best listened to with ones eyes closed and their heart open...
I don't know that anyone could say, "They are gone, get over it" and not feel like they were lying to themselves just a little bit. My Aunt Sharon died last year. Do you think for one second I considered moving on with my life, never to think of her or love her again? No way! There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her warmth and kindness. I talk about her to my wife. I brag about her cooking. I think the same can be said about the Grateful Dead. I can't stop loving something just because they aren't hear anymore. It's against my humanity to even consider it.
“Let there be songs to fill the air.”
"may god bless and keep you always
may your wishes all come true
may you always do for others and have others do for you"
god bless martin fierro
the music,philosophy of life and experiance make up the bus, jerryn'co were the unwtting drivers(thx u). just because the driver got out from behind the steering wheel the bus doesn't stop. it's like the storyteller in the song, he don't give no endding, it's up to you to figure it out.
namaste good folks; THE DEAD ARE A LIVING BREATHING SPIRITUAL FORCE.ITS OUR DUTY AND RESPONSABILTY TO CARRY INTO THE PRESENT AND FUTURE THE LESSONS AND ETHICAL AND MORAL PERCEPTIONS AS WELL AS POLITICAL PARADIGMS FORWARD.THE GIFT IS THE PRESENT.MADE RICHER BY THE PAST.MADE ALIVE IN THE PRESENT.BROUGHT INTO ACTIONS BY US ALL.A GREAT HONOR.AND I FEEL THAT WE MUST BECOME FIRST-WHAT WE ARE ASKING OF THE GREATER COMEUNITY.WE MUST SUPPORT AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER,AND DEAL WITH ISSUES IN A DIFFERENT,HIGHER WAY THEN THE REST OF OUR CULTURE DOES.WE MUST HELP THOSE WHO ARE LOST,GUIDE THE YOUNG,PROTECT WOMEN,CHILDREN AND EACH OTHER WITH MODALITIES OF LOVE.IF WE CANNOT DO THIS FOR ONE ANOTHER,FOR THE FREAKS,HOW CAN WE EXPECT THE STAUS QUO TO. I SPELL STATUS QUO..SAD ASS QUO OFTEN.THINK? CONSOCIATIONS.FREEWAY/FREE REDHILL/MICHAEL.
well, cousinkix, you my friend are certainly bitter. I, too, witynessed the gate crashings, the search for the "miracle ticket" without thought to purchasuing one. And as far as jerry being half-dead, well, jerry was a very sick man. Imagine the load he carried, having to countinue to tour to support countless deadheads and the corporation that the grateful dead had become.
I never went to the show unless I had a ticket and I never went for the party. I went for the music and the spaces and places the music took me--plain and simple. I choose to look back at the beauty that the grateful dead brought to the world. Bob Dylan wrote some thirty years ago that "negativity will not pull you through" don't know why you are so bitter but I miss Jerry everyday and I'm just thankful for the time I had with the Dead.
As far as the "scene" goes, its out there. I am fortune to have found a pretty cool scene going on here in Flint--motor capital of the world. Anyway, cousinkix, remember the goiod times that the dead provided you with---sometimes there is really nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile.
I caught the end of the Dead ( late 80s early 90s) And ive done my share of phish, wsp and countless festivals. And heres the deal....there is a serious lack of love and respect on the scene today. And a endless supply of bad drugs. When I toured with the Dead I had the feeling I was part of a group of people that were so much more enlightened than the world around us. Not a bunch of idiots on pharmies, disrespecting everyone around them.Without love in the dream......