Philly LOVE Not Fade Away

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Chronicles of the Dead: I was buying coffee at Grateful Beans coffee truck on campus and there was a young man wearing a baseball cap with the Philly LOVE symbol–the O was a 13-point lightning bolt. There were also wings on the back. So, I smiled and said to him, “NFA.” He laughed and was like, “Cool! I don’t really know what that means. My friend makes these hats.” So I took him to school.  Anyway, I also learned about a small jamband festival in Coatesville called Spring Scape that is apparently happening soon. ‪#‎NFA‬

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The Other One: He’s Weird

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From the Rolling Stone Special Collectors Edition 2013 “Bob came from Atherton–he’s from that really upper class trip, his folks are really wealthy and all that, he was like the Atherton kid who was just too weird for anybody.”- Jerry Garcia

“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

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“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.

“The person who doesn’t scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.” – Hunter S. Thompson

Preserve the Dead: Hunter S. Thompson (July 18, 1937 – February 20, 2005)

Bret Mosely's Guitar Case

Bret Mosely’s Guitar Case

And while we’re on the subject of Morning Dew

“Dark angel, you’re making me blue. I guess it doesn’t matter…”

Image source: WIkipedia

Image source: WIkipedia

Just because I was curious, I decided to look further into the lyrics of John Perry Barlow, as I’d noticed a theme of darkness—either literally or figuratively—that manifests when he writes about women and love. In short, he’s a passionate dude and I like it. I’ll examine his astrology chart (along with Bob Weir’s—both Librans) at some point as well. Here are some excerpts that I found. Someone was kind enough to create a search function that puts all (or most of) his lyrics in one place.

Weather Report Suite Part 2: Let It Grow

She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter’s daughter
She’s brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water

Black Throated Wind

Ah, Mother American Night, I’m lost from the light
Oh I’m drowning in you

Devil I Know

The last time I saw the devil
She was smiling as she waved
She was taller than the Sutra tower
Staring down into my grave

Easy to Love You

Don’t leave me darkness, she is no lover
She hides the day

Hell in a Bucket

Now miss sweet little soft-core pretender,
Somehow baby got hard as it gets.
With her black leather chrome spiked suspenders,
Her chair and her whip and her pets.

Well we know you’re the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great.
And we know how you love your ovations
For the Z-rated scenes you create.
The Z-rated scenes you create.

I Need a Miracle

I need a woman ’bout twice my height
Statuesque, raven-tressed, a goddess of the night
A secret incantation, candle burning blue
We’ll consult the spirits, maybe they’ll know what to do

Mexicali Blues

She said her name was Billie Jean and she was fresh in town
I didn’t know her stage-line ran from hell
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold

More Barlow songs here: http://www3.clearlight.com/cgi-bin/cgiwrap/~acsa/findbarl.pl

Name That Show: 13min 20sec (approx) Eyes of the World Live

This is my FAVORITE Eyes of the World and I don’t know what show it’s from—though I’m thinking it’s from a Dick’s Picks. Anyone out there know which show it is? HELP A DEADHEAD OUT! 🙂

This all started with facebook—AGAIN—as I was hanging out in the “Just Grateful” facebook group and someone asked a simple question “What’s your favorite Dead show?” Of course, I’ve talked about this before, but mine is Fillmore East 2/11/69. Then, I remembered there was a version of Eyes of the World that I especially liked but had the hardest time trying to figure out which one it was. At first, I mistakenly thought it was a 15min long version from Dick’s Picks Volume 10 but no, that version was too fast. But thanks to technology, I at least found the mp3 file BUT I DON’T KNOW THE SHOW.

Image Source: Grateful Dead Hall of Fame

Image Source: Grateful Dead Hall of Fame

Gay Deadheads: Pg. 223 of The Grateful Dead Reader

Everyone has a story. Learn it. Share it. Create your own.

It may not be something you think about on the regular but as a Black deadhead, I like to think of the Deadhead community as being open-minded and welcoming to all types of people. It would also be foolish to keep silent on the gay community and how it relates to the Grateful Dead since the band originated in San Fran-friggin-cisco!
grateful dead reader coverI mentioned this book earlier as a way to learn about Grateful Deadiquette at shows. You can also read the stories of gay deadheads.

Excerpt:

“I carried the secret of being a Deadhead into the work world and the gay world, and I felt that I carried the secret of being gay into the Grateful Dead world.”