“Certain kinds of people require adventure in their lives…”

“…and therefore require a bit of adventure in their music. We were happy to supply that.”- Bob Weir of The Grateful Dead in Rolling Stone


“Anyone who sweats like that must be all right…”

Just some photos I took from the Melvin Seals & The JGB show last week in Philly. Check out my article on Tri State Indie if you’d like: http://www.tristateindie.com/2013/the-block-is-hot-melvin-seals-and-jgb-at-the-blockley-in-philly/

Jack Kerouac: I’m still riding on the dream you left…

Preserve the Dead: Jack Kerouac (March 12, 1922 – October 21, 1969)

Listen to Jack’s vocal dance as he reads about The History of Bop.

“Thelonious, he was so weird, he wandered the twilight streets of Harlem in winter with no hat on his hair—sweating, blowing fog. In his head, he heard it all ringing. Often he heard whole choruses by Lester or Bird or Dizzy or Bags…”

No, you didn’t see Jim Morrison’s penis…

…well, unless you were one of many random groupies—or Pam Courson or Patricia Kennealy. But if you were in Miami on March 1st, 1969, there was no penis to be seen.

March 1st is the anniversary of the fateful Miami concert at the Dinner Key Auditorium. You can read Ray Manzarek’s thoughts about it in my interview with him last year, as well as a nice story on the Houston Chronicle.

“I love June Carter, I do.”- Johnny Cash

Preserve the Dead: Johnny Cash (Feb 26, 1932 – Sep 12, 2003)

Happy birthday to the man in black who loved hard. From Letters of Note: I love June Carter, I do:

Letters of Note: I love June Carter, I do

“but the train’s got its brakes on and the whistle is screaming…”

Preserve the Dead: 57 Irish Railroad Workers of Duffy’s Cut

…often I think of going up to some of ’em like say blonde ones with wild hair and torn shirts and say, “You oughta apply for the railroad it’s much easier work you don’t stand around the street all day and you get much more pay…”- Jack Kerouac, October in the Railroad Earth

What Kerouac’s story doesn’t tell, is the risk of death when you’re working in cholera-ridden, hostile-to-Irish territory. There’s a patch of land that silently holds a mass grave of Irish railroad workers—I pass it everyday on the Amtrak Keystone in between the Paoli and Exton train stations. It’s only just now—today—that I’ve learned some of the history behind this railway burial site. And I learned of it because a few good people bothered to preserve the dead.

One such person is Dan Leyden, who not only preserves the dead by singing in a Grateful Dead tribute band, Splintered Sunlight, but also preserves the dead by passing along the stories of the dead through song.

Learn more from the Smithsonian Channel and the Duffy’s Cut Project.

“Won’t you please, oh, won’t you…Give me love…”

Image source: George’s Journal

Preserve the Dead: George Harrison (Feb 25, 1943 – Nov 29, 2001)

I was going to post “Give Me Love (Give Me Peace on Earth) but I’ve decided, instead, that My Sweet Lord is one of the few songs that completely opens my heart. No matter what injustices rage beyond the borders of my home and country—no matter how empty and hollow I feel about living on Earth…

This song fills me.