Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Haiku are you?

Hopscotch addict
hop hop hop hop hop hop hop
hop hop hop hop hop

Axis one through five
There is nowhere to hideout 
Embrace your pathway

Run around rabbit
Filthy bathroom stalls at night
Refined and obscene

Chasing the dragon
You know it runs much faster
Dungeons and dragons

Going to the show
A tune in your heart and soul
Melody lovin'


I don't need no arms around me.
And I don't need no drugs to calm me.
I have seen the writing on the wall.
Don't think I need anything at all.
No! Don't think I'll need anything at all.
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.





JG





 


Monday, October 22, 2012

Melody Monday


As I went and witnessed the Aussie Floyd this past Saturday, this song stuck out the most.

JG

Friday, October 19, 2012

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Just Another Whimsical Wednesday

   Around and around and around.  I want to see the plan.  I wonder what the shadow of the dancing candlelight on the wall in the dark is really thinking.  Probably too caught up in the moment. Swaying with the air to that tune only heard and played for it exclusively.  To look at and beyond all logical and naturalism of this world.  That is where it starts to get interesting.  Cartoon network.  The solace of my surroundings.  Wandering thoughts on a starlit night.  Such company to keep.  Invited and uninvited.  The days have grown colder and I must be really careful to not let my heart do the same.  It's so easy to internalize situations and let them take the wheel.  Free rides in the circus midway in my mind.  Make sure you stay for the matinee and don't bother to pick up your garbage.  I've got it.  Really, it's under control...every little kernel.  Reprieving the day away on a white sandy beach with turquoise waters that fade into a deep dark blue.  Unlock the prison door, go free and you will reprieve no more.  Some days make sense and other days are bit opaque.  I'm an analytical creature of habit with quite the standard deviation in my data.  Decisions will make or break you without a doubt.  It's never too late though!  Thinking about the two year flu.  The walking dead.  Winter never goes away in that moment.  Living smack dab in the middle of Antarctica.  Fear, anxiety, desperation divided by uncertainty...also known as loss of control.  Borrowed time eclipsing into getting better or getting worse.  Decisions will make or break you!  I was one of those birds that fell out of the nest and bumped my head, repeatedly.  Fortunately, the cat never came along to pick me up.  I'm not cured nor will I ever be.  I'm just like you, however my alleles are a little different.  Bradley, would you and Lou Dog take us up out of here with some west coast lovin'?



To be continued...

JG

Monday, October 15, 2012

Melody Monday

 Ramble On Rose 
[Live at JFK Stadium, Philadelphia, PA July 7, 1989] 

Just like Jack the Ripper
Just like Mojo Hand
Just like Billy Sunday
In a shotgun ragtime band
Just like New York City
Just like Jericho
Pace the halls and climb the walls
Get out when they blow

Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose

Just like Jack and Jill
Mama told the sailor
One heat up and one cool down
Leave nothin' for the tailor
Just like Jack and Jill
My Papa told the jailer
One go up and one come down
Do yourself a favor

Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose

I'm gonna sing you a hundred verses in ragtime
I know this song it ain't ever gonna end
I'm gonna march you up and down the local county line
Take you to the leader of the band

Just like Crazy Otto
Just like Wolfman Jack
Sittin' plush with a royal flush
Aces back to back
Just like Mary Shelley
Just like Frankenstein
Clank your chains and count your change
Try to walk the line

Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose

I'm gonna sing you a hundred verses in ragtime
I know this song it ain't ever gonna end
I'm gonna march you up and down the local county line
Take you to the leader of the band

Goodbye, Mama and Papa
Goodbye, Jack and Jill
The grass ain't greener, the wine ain't sweeter
either side of the hill.

Did you say your name was
Ramblin' Rose?
Ramble on, baby
Settle down easy
Ramble on, Rose
Ramble on Rose



It was introduced on Tuesday, October 19, 1971 at the Northrop Auditorium at the University of Minnesota in Minneapolis. The show is noteworthy for a number of reasons. First performances at the show, besides "Ramble on Rose," included "Comes a time," "Mexicali Blues," "Saturday Night," (on a Tuesday!), and "Tennessee Jed." It was also Keith Godchaux's first show. "Ramble On Rose" occupied the #2 spot in the second set, following "Truckin'," and preceding "Me and Bobby McGee." Since then, it has remained in the repertoire, placing 38th in frequency of performance as of 1986.  

INTERPRETATION

Perhaps the main point made by this song is that a lyric doesn't need a firm interpretation in order to be evocative. Depending on the listener, this song could be about American music itself, or about a card game, or about a man saying so long to an immature lover. At least three Jacks are invoked: Jack the Ripper, Jack (of Jack and Jill), and Wolfman Jack, which could easily be construed as constituting a poker hand. Tin Pan Alley, the Blues, Ragtime, Spirituals, Folk, Nursery rhymes, Country & Western, and Rock and Roll are all brought into the song, as noted in subsequent links, below. And the narrator seems to be addressing a lover who is determined to leave him on the subject of growing up, of settling down, of not always trying to find greener grass elsewhere.

How could one person be "just like" so many varied characters and situations? Look at any one person's life, and you will find the answer. There is no black and white answer to this song, just as there is no black and white answer to the questions of life itself. Hunter's hyperbolic use of the "just like" simile is a way of granting us the freedom to find our metaphors where we may, depending on the situation.

Most of my information and lyrics come from The Annotated Grateful Dead Lyrics website (http://artsites.ucsc.edu/GDead/agdl/gdhome.html) and The Complete Annotated Grateful Dead Lyrics by David Dodd.

"I can't figure out if it's the end or beginning..."

JG

Monday, October 8, 2012

Melody Monday

The Band - The Shape I'm In

Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

Has anybody seen my lady?
This living alone will drive me crazy
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

I'm gonna go down by the water
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no
I'll just be looking for my neighbor
And I hear that's where she's been? Oh!

Out of nine lives, I spent seven
Now, how in the world do you get to Heaven?
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse
For the crime of having no dough
Now here I am back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go

Save your neck or save your brother
Looks like it's one or the other
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in

Now two young kids might start a ruckus
You know they feel you trying to shuck us
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in



I would have loved to spent some time at Big Pink

RIP Richard Manuel and Levon Helm...
 


Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train
'Till Stoneman's cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again

In the winter of '65
We were hungry, just barely alive
By May the 10th, Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember, oh so well

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"

Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
"Virgil, quick, come see,
There goes Robert E. Lee!"

Now, I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money's no good
You take what you need
And you leave the rest
But they should never
Have taken the very best

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"

Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand

He was just 18, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
You can't raise a Kane back up
When he's in defeat

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la"

The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la" 

JG

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

July 14th, 2012







Further was at MCU Park.  Just a few quick snapshots from around Coney Island.

Have a weird and strange day folks!

JG


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

¿Cómo se llama Usted?


He said his name was Jeff Goldblum from 1986.  I'm pretty sure I smelt the hard cider...

Have a wild day today!

JG


Monday, October 1, 2012

Melody Monday

 Birds Of A Feather / Back On The Train / Heavy Things
Bader Field in Atlantic City, NJ
6/15/2012




A little morsel from their summer tour this year.  Walk on the wild side this week and do some things that you have never done before or things that you keep saying that you are going to do.  Life is but a whisper with a sense of wonder...

JG