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Peter Rowan and Sam Grisman quintet were wonderful! Nobody does that high lonesome sound like Rowan. Barraco sat in. Instrumental the Hobo Song Cold Rain and Snow Panama Red- rains harder- Rowan “I can tell the gods are pleased” 😂 Wild Horses Rosalee Mcfall Midnight Moonlight

FOMO is really MO here. Bleh. good for you!! 💎

FOMO is really MO here. Bleh. good for you!! 💎

Yeah, I thought the Promise Land ended Set 1. Dead.net is different. Reversed Playin-> He’s Gone. There was a NFA reprise after GDTRFB

Oh And Eaton played through an amp without rest of rig this show. I guess bc the era of show? Sounded great. Cotter does his thing.

i can’t make CLT. Hugs to you Tea. 😘🥰 Step on, Tiger Rose. My baby girl Fiona can’t have me gone for 2 weekends. She had a rough week this week but is back in good form after TLC. Making it to Asheville was dicey until she turned the corner Thursday pm/ Friday. Sweet thing. My ancient BRT turns 16 May 31st!! 11-12 is ave lifespan.

They sounded good last night! Vocally solid, and I swear Lisa just nails it like a steel jack hammer. 🦁 Skip laid down a nice bass solo in “He’s Gone”( I believe that was where it struck me as esp. outstanding.). Dino solo drums in Truckin smoked. Playing in the Band space took me to other places 😇. GDTRFB was meaty in that NFA sandwich. Full Other One busted outta Truckin in good fashion. Mattson and Barraco traded a little Beatles lick in Playing before emerging out of the jazzy portion ~ Eleanor Rigby. 😉 def Meili smuggled in the Mitchner’s - yum. Ole Rude with the small batch KY whiskey. Makes me think of spending time in IN casino after KY shows 2021- we drank whiskey and gambled until almost the breakfast buffet emerged. I kept up just fine- funny how that can happen and other times alcohol hits all wrong. I am still mad / sad at the SOB. 🤨Gone are the days…

All the cowboy songs! Some two stepping was in order and cutting a rug on a Friday night to speed the welcome of the weekend. Wowzah. BIODTL was a welcome listen and toe tapping. Solid respite and vibes from the brunt of the world. I danced my heart out and hugged and met beautiful people. 🥰😍💃🏻

BERKELEY COMMUNITY THEATRE - AUGUST 22, 1972 Setlist Bertha Greatest Story Ever Told Loser Black Throated Wind Friend of the Devil Big River Bird Song Beat it on Down the Line Tennessee Jed Me and My Uncle Playing in the Band He’s Gona Promised Land Brown Eyed Women Mexicali Blues Truckin' drums The Other One Stella Blue El Paso Ramble On Rose Not Fade Away Goin' Down the Road Feeling Bad Hey Bo Diddley Not Fade Away Filler: Piece of My Heart Koritz replacing Dini on drums. This show is part of a 4 night run at the Berkeley Community Center. The venue held 3500 people and all 14000 tickets were sold. Graham estimated 20% of ticket purchases were repeat patrons.

Wild stuff! good times Portland

Sam Grisman Quintet with Peter Rowan. Newberry Opera House Central Cackalackie. Gosh I love Peter Rowan to death and I hardly know him! He is one gem of a funny dude. Beautiful venue. Exquisite sound, Exquisite music. Originals by SGQ….. She belomgs to Me Panama red->Freight train - >Panama red Lonesome La Cowboy Wild Horses One Kind Favor Red Rocking Chair Black’s fork Midnight moonlight Land of the Navajo Hartford Reel Grand Old Opry GDTRFB E: band original

This setlist is just my size, perfect fit!! 🥲but I’m stuck inside of Mobile.

Thanks and ditto to Tea. What app do you use now to compress pics

So they say it was 11,111 days since Jerry’s passing that Bobby passed. The angel number. ❤️‍🩹✨ also, no coda to Sugar Mag at his last show. I have read of a proposal to all to sing Sunshine Daydream on the year anniversary of this last show, Aug3rd. Isn’t that sweet? To take a page from Bill Graham’s passing where the band waited a week to finish Sugar Mag in honor of him. i’m sure most of you are familiar with that one week pause where Sug Mag was played the day Graham passed and Sunshine Daydream performed the day of his memorial. Bobby Weir. What a mystical intrepid cowboy spirit. I saw him front row center with Wolf Bros before Covid broke in 2020. I tell you I listened to his rendition of “ Tomorrow Never Knows” on repeat during that crazy time. It gave my soul solace. Just one of the ways he buoyed my life. Fly high Ace! And please intercede for all that is good for us here on this ball of blue we call our home. May the four winds blow you safely home.

Have a fabulous time! i haven’t been able to react to anything for months now.

Twas i would have brought a rug for you to dance on , Chuck. 💗

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Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! For it all!! . This trip for materialized on Monday!! Soaked up the time, the music and the chance to have a hug/ dance fest. It lifted me up! We all got lifted up, I could see it, the heads surfacing above water and maybe full whale breach, playing in the musical waters and that is the real juice . I have to agree with Glory that Brian was celebrating his graduation. Danced with everyone’s spirit in remembrance and in real time and it was selfishly rejuvenating. I needed the respite. I didn’t think I would have spaced a Mr Charlie or even the race is on! I walked in on Birdsong. so glad i made it! just wish i had met Greg. love you all not fade away and happy new year to you!

I will do my best to reconstruct what I can as I was in TSA line, the longest I’ve ever seen. Rivals none. i walked in missing the start. Dedicated to Brian Tenzin. Scarlet Birdsong Chinatown Shuffle Booby McGee You Aint Woman enough Cumberland Blues Dancing in the Streets (with the Super Mario super star charged interlude) Sittin On Top of the World Pride of Cucamonga Hard to Handle He’s Gone Saint Stephen Drums ( Dino single drummer show) Saint Stephen William Tell The Eleven Death Don’t Have No Mercy NFA-> GDTRFB-> NFA E: Woodstock (Barraco) greasy as promised 😉

Ditto

Welcome back Rob E!

It is with a heavy heart I share the death of Brian. One of the most joyous, loving, hearty people I have ever met. Your smile is emblazoned in my mind when I think of you, Brian. You painted life with bright, bold strokes. And to dance with you brought so much infectious energy and joy! Thank you for being you! Your bright spirit is not diminished but soaring. He defied gravity here on earth and wow, defied belief with the story of meeting the whale calf! What a trippy dude. 🫶💗 Gone From My Sight I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone." Gone where? Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me -- not in her. And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying...

My heart is heavy and I am still in disbelief and shock that he’s gone. Aaron was a close friend, instigator of the best kind and always ready to bugaloo which to know me was instantly endearing. I say Aaron because he admonished me after years of friendship that he had real name, lol. There was never a question to what was on his mind; when I first met him at Black Mountain shows in 2014, he told me he thought I’d be ugly and frumpy with a handle like Poetry Girl. This is hard to write because it makes it more real. We have had heart to hearts, pulled all nighters together, gambling or traipsing around NOLA, riding scooters around Indianapolis, laughing easily at his absurd assertions or funny ideas. He had such a big heart. I was so happy he made it to St Louis and texted him so, hoping the night filled him up, getting his head above water for a little while. The past year or so he had a heavy heart, lost zeal. I think of him every show really, always missing his dancing, competing with me for steps, which I won, haha, and missed him in Asheville during Music Never Stopped, watching the crowd really bust loose and get down, knowing he would be in heaven. When he hurt his foot and wore a brace, we maximized it in ADA in ATL; you know he would have had it no other way. Aaron lived life hard, harder than I ever could. Alas, desolation row. Starheads make the best community. I love you all very much. We lost a good one and damn, I wish I could have talked to him Sunday. I hate it for so many reasons, not the least being, for his son. Remember, it is a wonderful life. Bittersweet, but wondrous all the same. ❤️

Damn. I’m so torn up. Incomprehensible. Floored. Sad. Mad.

The song so celebratory a feel to dance, all goodness breaks loose.