Tuesday, April 12, 2011


It’s a three day ride from Bakersfield
And I don’t know why I came
I guess I came to keep from payin’ dues.

~ Bob Weir/John Perry Barlow

So much awful truth rolling ‘round my head, I finally got it about how the Grateful Dead actually can chase the blues away.

Mexicali Blues brought smiles then tears.



It’s all here in this corner. Too much ugly truth so early in the morning.

Come on, Baby.

Shine your light.

Mr. Pen screams like a wolf at a mad moon. Darkness gathers in the opposite corner, ready to spread like muddy backwash.

Thank you.
And LEAVE it on!

Hard to believe I only just got that. The light. Leave it on. The last thing Pig Pen shouts at the end of "Turn on Your Love Light."

This blues-busting moment brought to you by The Good Old Grateful Dead and a bowl of Blue Dream, a perky Sativa from Green Earth Farmacie in the San Fernando Valley, with special thanks to my Kind Bud Tender.

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Blogger Cynthia Johnston said...

Come to find out the version of "Turn On Your Love light" linked to above is different from the one I have on my iPod. Sorry you don't hear "And Leave It On." When I figure out how to upload an mp3 I'll get put up the right version.

In the meantime, I've been noodling around adding links to this post long enough. To quote Hunter Thompson in one of his books where he's in an airport with a friend and he looks down at his shoes and all sorts of pills are visibly escaping onto his socks for all the world to see. Dissolving into helpless giggles, he veers off to the men's room, saying, "I have business."

12:04 PM  

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