Slipknot!
Franklin's Tower
Little Red Rooster
Althea
Masterpiece
So Many Roads
Music Never Stopped
Iko Iko
Wave to the Wind
Truckin'
Spoonful
He's Gone
drums
The Other One
The Days Between
Around and Around
Liberty
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I memorized THE ISLAND, may
Never liked the place...
Ken Nordine...
Ken Nordine
Liberty
Light show
My last show
Board source or MTX?
Ahhh Rosemont
The island you get is the Island you got.
I didn’t appreciate this show for all it’s worth at the time and I still can’t figure out why. Last night of a three-night stand on the 20th anniversary of Pigpen’s passing. “Help>Slip>Frank” kicked it off right. “Rooster” just seemed to slow momentum.
It was good to hear three solid versions of the four new Garcia-Hunter tunes—“So Many Roads” had been around for a year and they had it down. It stood up well against any of his other ballads. By this show, they’d played “Liberty” twice (including two nights before), and “Days Between” just once. A lot of people in that audience would've preferred the warhorses, but it was pretty clear that Garcia was energized by these new songs, and that was good for all of us. This material was alive; fresh and of the time. Phil’s collab with Hunter “Wave to the Wind” was also a song, and we’ll leave it at that.
Any show with “He’s Gone”, “Truckin’”, “The Other One” evokes some moody early-70s shows, and I was all in on that, but the real highlight was Ken Nordine’s contribution to “Space”, which got Garcia going, too. Mickey and Bill gathered round him with hand drums, while the others ambled onstage pre-Space. Nordine's mic wasn't quite live for the first minute or so before we got there, and he was fired up, booming “to me this is amazing, just being here with Jerry, you, and the greatest band anywhere in the universe.”
I've got me an island that I'm calling Me.
Each time I go there, you know who I see?
There's me, and me, more often than not,
And that's pretty often, it's my favorite spot!
There are lots of islands called ‘Other-Than-Me'
But they're someone else's, one look and you'll see.
You can try like a fool to be what you're not,
But the island ya get—is the island ya got!”
We'd later learn that it was during this run that Barbara Meier, with whom Garcia had just reconnected and spent a month in a Hawaii (and who he described as "the love of my life") would confront him about using again, and he'd send her packing. Tragic.
I didn’t appreciate this show for all it’s worth at the time and I still can’t figure out why. Last night of a three-night stand on the 20th anniversary of Pigpen’s passing. “Help>Slip>Frank” kicked it off right. “Rooster” just seemed to slow momentum.
It was good to hear three solid versions of the four new Garcia-Hunter tunes—“So Many Roads” had been around for a year and they had it down. It stood up well against any of his other ballads. By this show, they’d played “Liberty” twice (including two nights before), and “Days Between” just once. A lot of people in that audience would've preferred the warhorses, but it was pretty clear that Garcia was energized by these new songs, and that was good for all of us. This material was alive; fresh and of the time. Phil’s collab with Hunter “Wave to the Wind” was also a song, and we’ll leave it at that.
Any show with “He’s Gone”, “Truckin’”, “The Other One” evokes some moody early-70s shows, and I was all in on that, but the real highlight was Ken Nordine’s contribution to “Space”, which got Garcia going, too. Mickey and Bill gathered round him with hand drums, while the others ambled onstage pre-Space. Nordine's mic wasn't quite live for the first minute or so before we got there, and he was fired up, booming “to me this is amazing, just being here with Jerry, you, and the greatest band anywhere in the universe.”
I've got me an island that I'm calling Me.
Each time I go there, you know who I see?
There's me, and me, more often than not,
And that's pretty often, it's my favorite spot!
There are lots of islands called ‘Other-Than-Me'
But they're someone else's, one look and you'll see.
You can try like a fool to be what you're not,
But the island ya get—is the island ya got!”
We'd later learn that it was during this run that Barbara Meier, with whom Garcia had just reconnected and spent a month in a Hawaii (and who he described as "the love of my life") would confront him about using again, and he'd send her packing. Tragic.