Get over it and move onto what? Where are the musical journeys out there that rival how the Grateful Dead, and now the spin-offs (Ratdog, Phil & Friends, etc.) make us feel? This band was unique... the approach to music taken by the musicians was, and still is one of a kind. I can pull out a tape, listen to a killer jam, and still get goose-bumps no matter how many times I may have heard it, and I haven't found any other artists or acts out there who can consistently deliver that kind of high. So until I do, I guess I'll still consider myself "on the bus." As the saying goes (supposedly attributable to the late Bill Graham), "It's not that they're the best at what they do... they're the only ones who do what they do."
all we had to do was let it grow. The first note I heard was the planting the rest have been fertilizer - organic of course.If you go see Bobby or Phil or the Dark Star Orchestra or your local groove band it is quite evident that the garden is growing. I've willed my collection to my nephew, now 5 yrs. old, so he can hear 'em as we did - raw and unencumbered.
I am going to see my first post- GD since March 1993 ; - show in Atlanta this July 7th . Ratdog. Don't buy the tag its over. Keep the faith .
Grateful Dead. Never the same twice.
I listen and I listen. Countless hours. thousands upon thousands of hours. No two versions of any song are the same. Seriously, think about that. Not only that, they are recorded.
The crazy thing is that even when the recordings finally disappear (like 700 years from now, maybe) the music won't even stop then. Too many people will be playing these songs for future generations. Real music, I mean real human being generated music doesn't die, ever.
People who think that one "should get on with their lives" should understand that those of here are doing just that. The great thing is that we are here together doing it. For crap's sake, I was at shows with some of you and I am only meeting you now! How about that??
Here is one last thought:
When I went to shows (all 9 of them) our group of friends would scatter when the band started playing and then we always met up at the appropriate rendezvous locations during intermission and after the show.
That is how I see dead.net, one big rendezvous location. Glad we made it here, too!
| I'm just a, well...porpoise. |
In my personal opinion the Greatful dead were one of the most significant developments of my lifetime. Dead Heads is the ONLY fan club I EVER joined, and I am proud to be a member today.
I will "get over it" when I am laying dead and cold in the ground, but not until then. Having been a professional performing musician, artist manager, concert promoter and recording/audio engineer, I was deeply touched by the depth of GD music in an age when 3 chord, 12-bar blues seemed to be the extent of the reportoire of most bands. The band was a technically proficient as they were musically adept, and I always appreciated that.
To me, being a Dead head is akin to being a member of the Mafia or Skull and Bones - there just ain't no getting out! I was born to be a Dead Head, I am proudly a Dead head today, and I will die a Dead Head. How could it possibly be any other way?
I suppose we are also supposed to get over Beethoven, Brahms, Mozart, Gershwin, etc. They don't "tour" anymore either! Getting over history is part of how we get ourselves into messes. When it comes to music, the lessons are sweeter. Keep on truckin'.
OK, you are right, the Grateful Dead are no more. Ratdog and Phil, DSO for that matter, fill a bit of the void. The old tapes, the "Tapers section" (here), they fill a bit. My books - "Living with the Dead", "Searching for the Sound" - they fill a spot, too. Even the "new" bands - SCI, Widespread, moe, Rusted Root, and old guys like Jorma and Hot Tuna, et al, they fill a in a little piece.
What I know we lost, what maybe we are looking for here, is that space where everything you do that makes you happy makes me happy, and visa versa - the state of consensual bliss. There were shows where that was missing, but there were more, so many more, where that was NORMAL. Where you could smile like a goofball, and someone would see you, and they would just break up, give you a hug and everyone was HOME.
I never was one to have no life but the Dead, but I really do like that space. I NEED that place. This place provides a piece of that place, and that is why I come back.
I think that whatever it is that makes certain music timeless, was captured by the Grateful Dead. Of all the bands I listened to back in the 70's and 80's, well, not many would now make it onto my stereo system for another play. But there is something timeless in the GD's music that breaks through all things. Yeah, you might take a break and listen to other things for a while, but when you put a good Mississippi Half Step back on, from a good 70's show (on the stereo), it just continues to send chills up your spine.
How crappy it is to listen to these "Classic Rock" stations, which continue to play the same old garbage over and over and over (and over); is makes me want to puke. How may times can a person listen to "Sweet home Alabama"? Or Boston's, "It's Been Such a Long Time"? Just back up the garbage truck, and load it up. Keep the Dead, and listen to some College radio when you get sick of it.
I only wish the Dead 2003-2004 tour had continued on. They really did some good shows. I purchased about 12 of the shows before they stopped selling them. I think Bobby is wasting his time with RatDog. Phil on the other hand, puts an occasional Friends together that is just excellent. I think he ought to get Chris Robinson back on vocals; it fits so well with the sound.
I will admit, however, that if Rhino continues at their current pace, people will lose interest, and the Grateful Dead will indeed die, at least in terms of getting enough sales to elicit more concert vault releases.
By the way, a good CD to spin right now is Springsteen's Live in Dublin. That is some excellent stuff from Bruce!
It's like every morning, roll over and get up again and roll over and get up again.
For me it has been like the tide or phases of the moon, sometimes stronger and brighter than at other times.
But how can something that is ingrained in my DNA like the sound of the Dead die?
This spirit it moves me. And makes me smile, smile, smile.
I can't explain it. It is the soundtrack of my life
The scene evolve's into the next formation - Phil, Ratdog, all of the jam bands. If you take them for what they are and not expect a Dead rehash you should be able to twirl in ecstacy.
Evolution is revolution.
and all those memories, and all of the friends I made and still have and all of the sounds from 35 years of a collection of records, tapes and CDs....and the trips and the wonder.. to infinity and beyond
bliss is bliss - I touch it when I can-did then, do now, I plan on keep on keepin on
The bus came by and I got on - sometimes in the front seat, sometimes in the backseat, sometimes on the roof, sometimes breathing the exhaust and sometimes working on the engine.
today's cliche king or master folklorist?
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
Walt Whitman-Song of Myself
Things that touch your life stay with you forever...you cannot discard them like an old T shirt. First love, first trip, watching the whales whatever. For me first hearing of Live Dead is part of that. My attachment waxes and wanes but the chain is unbroken and never will be. No blame for those who loved it and have left it all behind, but please don't deny it..just say
"thank you........for a real good time"