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I can't get these lyrics outta my head: "If you're ever in Memphis Best stop by Minglewood... looking like another night on Beale Street

Set Type JGB Style Set List Set One: How Sweet It Is ; Catfish John ; That's What Love Will Do For You ; I'll Take A Melody; I Second That Emotion ; Mystery Train ; Tough Mama ; Box Of Rain Set Two: Cats Under The Stars ; The Way You Do The Things You Do ; Hard To Handle ; Mission In The Rain ; Midnight Moonlight ; The Harder They Come ; I Want To Tell You > Don't Let Go > Tangled Up In Blue Encore: My Sisters And Brothers Show Notes Band was Jeff Mattson, Rob Barraco, Skip Vangelas, Dino English.

Bill wrote it down. I thought it was a fools errand as it was obviously a jgb show from prob 76-78. It was just dead on that era until the 1st set encore of Box. Some dude in the bathroom was like I want a terrapin. I said bro you have a 0 percent shot of that. This is a Jerry band stow. That was right before Box so the chances became higher than 0%. 1 guitar terrapin would be different for sure. Besides hard to handle and box everything played was played b/t 76-78 live. They gave barraco and skip a chance to sing. Can’t wait until Dino busts out vocals on a The Band song and has Levon dead on!! Levon was actually on a top 10 boy name list. The issue was everyone was like oh Elton John. I’m like no. Levon helm!!!! So that name got nixed

Sorry bro. We got lucky last night that we had Jeff, skip, barraco and Dino to drum. Anything less and there wouldn’t have been a show.

Koritz Lisa and Eaton and several members of the crew have come into contact with the dreaded Covid. The novid band made the best of it. Another successful night in the Cave.

By author Tom Robbins Commencement speech at the Off Campus School in Oak Harbor on June 7, 1974. The Off Campus School was an alternative for students who previously dropped out of regular high school. “I am often asked whether there is life after death. Certainly, there is. There is also death after life, and life before death, and death after life. It goes on forever. There’s no stopping it. You will live forever and die forever. In fact, you already have.” “As for heaven and hell, they are right here on Earth, and it is up to each of you in which one you choose to reside. To put it simply, heaven is living in your hopes and hell is living in your fears. “One problem with the notion of Heaven and Hell,” Robbins continued, “is that although they are exact opposites, an astonishing number of people seem to be confused about which is which. For example, all over the United States on this very evening, commencement speakers are standing before audiences not greatly unlike yourselves describing hell as if they were talking about heaven. “Their speakers are saying things such as, ‘Graduating seniors, you have reached the golden age of maturity; it is time now to go out into the world and take up the challenge of life, time to face your hallowed responsibility.’ “And if that isn’t one hell of a note, it’s certainly one note of hell. “When I hear the word maturity spoken with such solemn awe, I don’t know whether to laugh or get sick. There circulates a common myth that once one becomes an adult, one suddenly and magically gets it all together. And, if I may use the vernacular, discovers where it’s at. Ha ha. The sad funny truth is adults are nothing but tall children who have forgotten how to play. “When people tell you to grow up, they mean approximately the same thing they mean when they tell you to shut up. By shut up they mean stop talking. By grow up, they mean stop growing. “Because as long as you keep growing, you keep changing, and the person who is changing is unpredictable, impossible to pigeonhole and difficult to control. The growing person is not an easy target for those guys in slick suits who want you to turn over your soul to Christ, your heart to America, your butt to Seattle First National Bank and your armpits to the new extra crispy Right Guard. “No, the growing person is not an ideal consumer, which means, in more realistic terms, he or she is not an easy slave. Worse yet, if he or she continues to grow, grows far enough and long enough, he or she may get too close to the universal mysteries, the nature of which the Navy and the Dutch Reformed Church do not encourage us to ponder. The growing person is an uncomfortable reminder of the greater human potential that each of us might realize if we had the guts. “So, society wants you to grow up to reach a safe, predictable plateau and root there. To muzzle your throb. To lower the volume on the singing in your blood. Capers all cut, sky finally larked, surprises known: SETTLE DOWN — settle like the sand in the bottom of an hourglass, like a coffin six months in the ground. Act your age, which means act their age, and that has, from the moment they stopped growing, always been old.” Growing up is a trap. “As for responsibility, I am forced to ask, responsibility to what? To our fellow man? Two weeks ago, the newspapers reported that a federal court had ruled that when a person’s brain stops functioning, that person is legally dead, even though his or her heart may continue to beat. That means that 80% of the population of the Earth is legally dead. Must we be responsible to corpses? “No, you have no responsibility except to be yourself to the fullest limit of yourself. And to find out who you are. Or perhaps I should say to remember who you are. Because deep down in the secret velvet of your heart, far beyond your name and address, each of you knows who you really are. And that being who is true cannot help but behave graciously to all other beings – because it is all other beings. “Ah, but we must be responsible, and if we are, then we are rewarded with the white man’s legal equivalent of looting: a steady job, a secure income, easy credit, free access to all the local emporiums and a home of your own to pile the merchandise in. And so what if there is no magic in your life, no wonder, no amazement, no playfulness, no peace of mind, no sense of unity with the universe, no giggling joy, no burning passion, no deep understanding, no overwhelming love? At least your ego has the satisfaction of knowing you are a responsible citizen. “The only advice I have for you tonight is not to actively resist or fight the system, because active protest and resistance merely entangles you in the system. Instead, ignore it, walk away from it. Turn your backs on it, laugh at it. Don’t be outraged, be outrageous! Never be stupid enough to respect authority unless that authority proves itself respectable. “So be your own authority, lead yourselves. Learn the ways and means of the ancient yogi masters, pied pipers, cloud walkers and medicine men. Get in harmony with nature. Listen to the loony rhythms of your blood. Look for beauty and poetry in everything in life. Let there be no moon that does not know you, no spring that does not lick you with its tongues. Refuse to play it safe, for it is from the wavering edge of risk that the sweetest honey of freedom drips and drips. Live dangerously, live lovingly. Believe in magic. Nourish your imagination. Use your head, even if it means going out of your mind. Learn, like the lemon and the tomato learned, the laws of the sun. Become aware, like the jungle became aware, of your own perfume. Remember that life is much too serious to take seriously – so never forget how to play. Looking at you tonight, I know you are going to do just fine.”

12/18/73 - no filler. It was a sight to behold! Best of times ❤️ Set 1 Tennessee Jed Me And My Uncle Don't Ease Me In Looks Like Rain They Love Each Other Me And Bobby McGee Brown Eyed Women Beat It On Down The Line Peggy-O El Paso Deal Jack Straw China Cat Sunflower -> Jam -> I Know You Rider Set 2 The Promised Land -> Bertha Greatest Story Ever Told Row Jimmy Weather Report Suite Prelude -> Weather Report Suite Part -> Let It Grow -> Dark Star -> Drums -> Eyes Of The World -> Wharf Rat -> Sugar Magnolia Encore Uncle John's Band

You will need to add all the entries above for entire list but order will take more work. This is because there is obvious “the night is coming back in itty bitty pieces” syndrome amongst us. The 6 or so show JGB run had some planning…this reminded more of show at Pagent in St. Lou….JK era where Eaton had last minute travel snafu that required the let’s wing it attitude…they played a fantastic JGB show that I am having equally trouble recalling. This was just as scintillating…sort of a JGB elective with Box and Hard 2 Handle thrown in. Was out of campground by 4:45…dry personally but wet gear from storms after the show…so I missed Doc’s escapade but fun times previous to that with all my usual suspects. Campground in its infancy…nice plot of land with some trees and flat grass field but not manicured fully yet. Shuttle service provided to venue entrance as it was not the 5 min walk but more like almost a mile. 3 shitters provided and I guess it was adequate for relatively sparse campers. Not the jubilee crowd by any stretch. Of course cave venue looks like about 1500 capacity so not surprising. My last memory is waiting for shuttle with Doc both having similar thoughts…completely spent form fun weekend. Home now, patching my bones….Jubilee adventure begins in 4 days.

in addition to the above, There was a Dont Let Go Tough Mama twist of fate box o rain hard to handle sisters and brothers Help us out BillK. He had about 10hr drive today, so prob won’t get that today. What a treat this show was. Hope everyone with the Covid is ok and sorry that had to happen to get this but the remaining members DID NOT DISAPPOINT. This band has solid JGB chops and they really seem to enjoy the departure. Super great weekend in TN with some dancers that inspire the shit outta me. Decent space in front of the soundboard, tho much tighter than Fri night. Love this community, love, love it!!

It was a full two set show. But I can’t remember all the songs. I thought Mattson was playing above and beyond his normal abilities- he looked like he was having lots of fun

Get Healthy for Jubilee! Made some serious lemonade outta those lemons. Overflowing cup ❤️

4/11/88 Detroit E: White Rabbit Hell in a Bucket Sugaree New Minglewood Blues It Must Have Been the Roses Stuck Inside of Mobile To Lay Me Down Music Never Stopped Touch of Grey Man Smart/Woman Smarter Ship of Fools Truckin' drums The Wheel Gimme Some Lovin' All Along the Watchtower Stella Blue Turn on Your Love Light Happy Birthday Brokedown Palace

Gotta love a 5-bar post drums.

DSO Capitol 5/14/22 Elective Show Set I Greatest Story Althea C C Rider Jack A Roe Keep on Growing Cumberland Blues She Belongs to Me Ramble On Rose Cassidy Let It Grow Set II Box of Rain Lost Sailor> Saint of Circumstance Eyes of The World> Funk Jam> Drumz> Space> Uncle John’s Band> The Days Between> Uncle John’s Band Reprise> Good Lovin E:Tangled Up In Blue Absolutely amazing sets! Lost ourselves in every song. We had pretty good dance space. Never like the slanted floor, but didn't even realize how slanted it was when we were lost. So glad we made this one! Thanks DSO and crew!

Wonderful time at the Caverns the last couple days but there was trouble at dawn this morning. I apologize to everyone for the noise this morning from my car horn going on at dawn while everyone was sleeping in their tents. I had trouble turning it off. Normally when that happens you can push the little red button on the key fob and the horn should turn off. But the horn would not turn off ! I found that the only way the horn would stop was when I started up the car. But if the car was turned back off after a minute or two the horn started beeping again, just starting all on its own. I remembered the second set of keys was clipped on the frame of the cot. That key fob was wet from the rain. But knowing that and drying the fob did not prevent the horn from starting again. So I decided I needed to get this car out of the campgrounds before everyone got woken up and kept up by my crazy car honking. I drove down the road a while and stopped at a Waffle House. I had both sets of keys and not in anyway that they could get pushed. Just as opening the door of Waffle House the horn set off again. Neither of the key fobs could turn it off. So I started the car again and the horn stopped. I then drove all the way home without stopping the car. Now sadly here at home the car has been quite since being turned off for a while. Peace and Love Doc

I wiped out hard in the gravel on the way in. 🤣😆 boys were inside already. Turned an ankle on a big rock I think. Spent the whole show physically feeling like I’d just had my ass kicked. Made way worse by sobriety this morning. 🤣 I’m sure it was a spectacle if anyone was outside. I was told I flew.