06-14-2022, 10:00 AM
There was a ton of traffic getting to E lot. As I pulled in, I realized I just washed my car last week. Dumb.
It was good to be back at the dump. So many memories. I had a partner in crime, a padawan who has graduated to full jedi, Marcus - he was the only JNK who dodged Covid at Cali Roots.
Made it out to Shakedown which was hissing with nitrousssss. So much n2o. Didn't buy anything.
Caught a bit of the St. Stephan opening which was bold and sounded good. Then I wound up chatting with old deadhead friends (one of the former RM SLA supervisors was there - he paid $115 for lawn but was dealing with a diabetic foot issue and in a brace so he just sat in RM - still it was good to reconnect).
Grabbed some nachos (which were bad but I get an employee discount so for $5, it was dinner), and suddenly set 1 was done with Don't ease me in - and we had just walked out for a break. Seemed quick but others said Bobby was slow and muddled and the set was about the normal length. Dead time distortion used to go the other way but there were time-stretching psychedelics involved.
Two deadhead gals kidnapped me for set 2 (I think they were rollin in molly). Deal was good fun, then the journey into Dark Star which wasn't nearly trippy enough, at least what I heard. Then El Paso which is not a fav of mine but to Dark Star, which wasn't a solid jam through, more of a sharp turn, or maybe I got lost.
During Uncle John's Band, I was at RM table service where the vols were confessing they didn't know any dead songs, including a long time vol friend. I sang along but I was masked so only I knew.
Marcus & I danced through the concourse for Cumberland, which was fun, then moved to a sweet spot on the lawn for Death, a song I love and was Bobby's speed (he's sooooo sluggish now even with Mickey & Billy at his back). But Bobby got too hammy with his shouting growls and I wasn't into it.
The moonrise over the SLA canopy was spectacular.
I'm thinking tonight will be about moon songs - Picasso Moon (which I hate), Standing on the Moon (our wedding song but no one has done it right since Jerry), Terrapin (yeah, yeah, a crescent moon, but one of the greatest moon lyrics), Mountians of the Moon (they might be able to handle this one).
It was all about Chimenti - his keys were fire. I've not really got into him until last night.
They finished with a slow Sugar Mag, then encored with Ripple. Sing alongs.
As the audience was leaving, we had 3 psych calls in a row on the lawn. The shrooms are good right now. Two had good circles around them including DDs. One had a marginal friend who claimed to barely know and bailed because he lived nearby. That dude we had to roll. It was okay because Marcus and I felt we earned our keep.
Didn't get home until late and went straight to bed.
I'm going to try to get there earlier today and enjoy Shakedown.
It was good to be back at the dump. So many memories. I had a partner in crime, a padawan who has graduated to full jedi, Marcus - he was the only JNK who dodged Covid at Cali Roots.
Made it out to Shakedown which was hissing with nitrousssss. So much n2o. Didn't buy anything.
Caught a bit of the St. Stephan opening which was bold and sounded good. Then I wound up chatting with old deadhead friends (one of the former RM SLA supervisors was there - he paid $115 for lawn but was dealing with a diabetic foot issue and in a brace so he just sat in RM - still it was good to reconnect).
Grabbed some nachos (which were bad but I get an employee discount so for $5, it was dinner), and suddenly set 1 was done with Don't ease me in - and we had just walked out for a break. Seemed quick but others said Bobby was slow and muddled and the set was about the normal length. Dead time distortion used to go the other way but there were time-stretching psychedelics involved.
Two deadhead gals kidnapped me for set 2 (I think they were rollin in molly). Deal was good fun, then the journey into Dark Star which wasn't nearly trippy enough, at least what I heard. Then El Paso which is not a fav of mine but to Dark Star, which wasn't a solid jam through, more of a sharp turn, or maybe I got lost.
During Uncle John's Band, I was at RM table service where the vols were confessing they didn't know any dead songs, including a long time vol friend. I sang along but I was masked so only I knew.
Marcus & I danced through the concourse for Cumberland, which was fun, then moved to a sweet spot on the lawn for Death, a song I love and was Bobby's speed (he's sooooo sluggish now even with Mickey & Billy at his back). But Bobby got too hammy with his shouting growls and I wasn't into it.
The moonrise over the SLA canopy was spectacular.
I'm thinking tonight will be about moon songs - Picasso Moon (which I hate), Standing on the Moon (our wedding song but no one has done it right since Jerry), Terrapin (yeah, yeah, a crescent moon, but one of the greatest moon lyrics), Mountians of the Moon (they might be able to handle this one).
It was all about Chimenti - his keys were fire. I've not really got into him until last night.
They finished with a slow Sugar Mag, then encored with Ripple. Sing alongs.
As the audience was leaving, we had 3 psych calls in a row on the lawn. The shrooms are good right now. Two had good circles around them including DDs. One had a marginal friend who claimed to barely know and bailed because he lived nearby. That dude we had to roll. It was okay because Marcus and I felt we earned our keep.
Didn't get home until late and went straight to bed.
I'm going to try to get there earlier today and enjoy Shakedown.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse