PoetryGirl

I caught Brown Eyed Women at the Salvage Station in Asheville. They rocked it out. Seriously great band. Jill Phone Simmons has a fantastic voice! And how many drummers do you hear sing? This band has one. Go see them and you will thank yourself. If I didn't have such a demanding job, I'd be up in the mountains tonight to see Mikaela Davis.

I was moving up I-85 through traffic 12 hours in car for 4 hour show. That’s hardcore and totally worthwhile.

Ugh. I wish I hadn’t turn the page. expressway!! I LOVE dancing to that one.I would have used the whole bottom GA area to dance that one out.

For anyone wondering…. Original set list including Lisa singing “Oh Darlin” encore. Dang I love to hear her sing. When so close, the FOMO is ROMO. Excited to have a day in Richmond and a show tonight.

Perhaps Halloween 85 when crowd threw glow sticks at the stage- 2 songs post drums space.

Miss your face!

My daughter’s best friend attending school in Chicago is hitting the Vic tomorrow night. Her parents are longtime deadheads. 💫 legacy….

I’m leaving out Thursday night for Richmond Friday night show! Should get there at the midnight hour💫. Bringing a friend I visited in 2014 in California. Looking forward to shaking these bones! It’s been too long…. Been tied down to my business. Two kids in college is tough! Who will be there??

Sounds like you are soaking it up and shining it out! I know it’s been quite a download of good vibes and music. Prost!

Stoked I’ll be in Charleston that weekend. Better anyway than a drive to Greenville!

Haha. Truth. How to make a Tomato sandwich John Holt tells how to make it: "Do this. Get a tomato. Not just any tomato. One from Johns Island or elsewhere along the Southern South Carolina coast. Make sure the tomato is firecracker-red and softer than the hindcheeks of a two-month-old. Find a serrated knife. Cut said tomato into thick slices about the width of Margaret Mitchell’s “Gone With the Wind.” Tomatoes from the South Carolina Lowcountry are different from common varieties. They are superior tomatoes. In fact, top archaeology scholars at Columbia University now believe that the original Garden of Eden was located east of I-95 in South Carolina. And most experts agree that the forbidden fruit consumed by Adam and Eve was possibly purchased from a roadside stand in that area. Next, find two slices of Sunbeam bread. In a pinch, you can use Bunny Bread, Wonderbread, or Colonial bread. But stay away from any bread with packaging labels that read something like, “59 whole grains and seeds!” or “3,234 grams of dietary fiber!” This isn’t real bread but an abrasive material meant for sanding boat hulls. Consequently, if all you have in your pantry is “gluten-free” or “keto” bread, please stop reading here. Once you have your white, floppy, flaccid, tasteless bread ready, open a jar of Duke’s mayonnaise. Duke’s is the brand with the canary-yellow lid, manufactured and packaged by real evangelical seminary graduates so you know it’s sacred, mostly. If you don’t have any Duke’s, you’re not totally out of luck. Blue Plate mayonnaise will also work if it’s all that’s available. Hellmann’s, however, isn’t fit for consumption by a Yankee. Similarly, Miracle Whip is neither a “miracle,” nor a “whip,” but the brainchild of communists sympathizers who don’t love the Lord. And Kraft mayo is industrial doorknob lubricant. It bears mentioning, if all you have in your refrigerator is a kind of mayonnaise labeled “light” or “low fat”, please forfeit your tomato to someone who will use it correctly and resume doing Crossfit until your buttocks turn into tiny shriveled prunes. Next, use a No. 8 masonry trowel to apply approximately one gallon of approved mayonnaise onto your limp, lifeless, nutrition-free bread. If the bread is still visible after mayonnaise application, you did it wrong. Step Four. Carefully place slices of tomato onto your prepared bread. If, by chance, your bread has already absorbed too much mayonnaise and tomato juices and is now disintegrating into a papier-mache-like puddle on your kitchen counter, and it no longer resembles bread, congratulations, you’re on the right track. Salt and pepper to taste. If you discover that you are tempted to add cheese or onions or lettuce or something else weird to your sandwich, thereby violating the Holy Trinity of tomatoes, mayo, and bread, please step away from the cutting board. Take deep breaths, open a can of Natural Light, and start sipping until the urge passes. Next, place both segments of your sandwich together slowly and softly. Warning: Do not compress sandwich. Do not cut sandwich in half. Do not even blink or your sandwich will fall apart. Now, gently lift your sandwich—very gently—as though you are assisting in a heart transplant operation. Walk across the kitchen and stand over the sink. Say grace silently. Go ahead, we’ll wait. To eat sandwich, open mouth wide, place one corner into mouth and bite firmly. Your tomato wedges should slip from between the pieces of bread, shooting forward, falling directly into your sink, leaving you with two naked pieces of bread. If this does not happen you did not use enough mayonnaise. Retrieve tomato hunks from the basin of your nasty, crud-covered, salmonella-encrusted sink while cussing liberally. Replace mangled remains of tomato onto sandwich and attempt to eat sandwich a second time, making sure to mash your soggy, glutenous, snot-like bread pieces together until they are indistinguishable from lumps of Elmer’s Glue. After the third or fourth bite, the front of your shirt should be stained red, covered in tiny seeds and your kitchen should look like a hog killing has recently been performed on the linoleum. When your sandwich expenditure is finished, you can slap yourself heartily on the shoulder because you have just eaten a proper tomato sandwich. You may now recite the ceremonial benediction uttered by South Carolinians statewide every summer: “Thank you, Lord, for chicken and ‘taters, “For grits, white rice, and baby limas. “But most of all, thank you for all the ‘maters, “From God’s country of South Carolina. “Amen.” – John Holt (via Tom Collins)

What a tasty Playim sandwich

Wow! That’s throwing it around like tossed salad. I like it! Randy. Loose Lucy Lucy I need a Miracle -> Bertha.

Brian Blade fellowship at the Jazz Kitchen Second Show. Stoner Hill Landmarks Shenandoah Her friends call her Dot Farewell Bluebird dang. Wowzah. Beauty. Ecstasy. Higher ground. Over the moon. so happy I had the luxury of experiencing THAT!! the first shownwas a poignant introduction live.

This was where Tea got on the bus! I had a feeling it was so.

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

🥰, Doc!! Not my pass but I did bail for Jubilee instead and needing to be close this weekend. My son is out of knee surgery and will snowboard again! I will be hauling VW a$$ to OH on Friday after daughter graduates and we celebrate. try cash or trade Gr8tfulpair.

STOKED!!! I'm 100% committed. Gonna be good....don't ya know....

42!!! some he played like a harp

Pat Metheny Side Eye Project! Thomas Wolfe Auditorium with James Francies on keys of Houston and Joe Dyson on Drums and of course the orchestrion. Wow truly inspired playing by his bandmates. Monstrous! What I've got is...... Have you heard? Antonio Message to a Friend It Starts When We Disappear Timeline When We were Free A dissonant crazy Ornette Coleman song Acoustic melody with This is Not America and Last Train Home included. I think the final exam for a new crew member is can you tune the Picasso guitar? 😉 I did get run over by a spotlight during "It Starts When We Disappear". jeez. It was strong and came right at me. 🤪

Last I remember Bobby Weir playing with them was 2/11/14 at Great American Music hall. what a thrill! I’m glad to see Viola in the mix . I miss her. I had talked of coming to visit and my friend Rose but I’ve been setting up a new office. Playing my cards as they are dealt.

.....Omni (Hotel) ......The former Omni Coliseum is now Phillips Arena, I miss the old Omni interior. Attended some fantastic drum circles in the outside corner niches , too! First show at 16 was there. Got an outstanding Terrapin and Wharf Rat.

Hey Now! Happy Thanksgiving you turkeys!! I'm catching the Friday show with the energizer bunny. Gonna be at the Omni. Can't wait to see our boys and one spectacular gal crush it! Peace Love and Thanksgiving!

I have no expectations of commiserating or return on my expression. Do with what is your hand. coronaviruses mutate and a COVID-19 “vaccine” for lack of a better word doesn’t promise eradication like a polio vaccine.

Yeah, tell that to the ladies here who lost their almost full term babies that my father autopsied with placentas riddled with clots and hemorrhage due to Covid infection. 💔💙