Tuesday, April 08, 2008

let the music marinate your mind

Heckasac will now be switching to an all Grateful Dead format to get everyone prepared for the Halloween show. There are a lot of great videos to choose from, but I chose this one for today because Pigpen sings and because it illustrates how they can take a soul classic and render it into a toothless jam.

It's funny how many Deadheads will claim they were at the show at the Pyramids. I'm skeptical. Weren't there only a few hundred there?

If you're wondering what the right state of mind is for the show, here's a quote from a 1978 letter from a Deadhead to the band, as reprinted in the Grateful Dead handbook:

"The Atlanta concert was the first time I ever let the music make love to me, caress my body and stroke my soul; the first time the music let me crawl into and explore all its sides; dive in it, leap out of it, swim around in it; then use it as a catapult to a starlit sky where electric neon angelfish fly by night and the music marinates your mind till there is none of you left at all...and you're free to scamper the universe."

6 comments:

  1. Anonymous10:29 AM

    Scamper the Universe!

    oh lord!

    Ella

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  2. Anonymous4:00 PM

    Far out.I remember that letter, man. Bobby was diggin' it real hard, man, really felt the vibes comin off it.You know how he gets,too much brown, man, too much.

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  3. Anonymous4:03 PM

    Hey Jerry,

    Wow! How'd the fans know our jam after Truckin' was intended to marinate your mind? I guess its just another example of cosmic consciousness. Speaking of, heckasac, can you please bring some falafel for the parking lot?

    All who wander are not lost,
    heckabobbymax

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  4. Last chance to bid on some dude selling a Nar record:
    http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=140221056799

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  5. Anonymous4:46 PM

    Oh, shit, The Dead are covering Black Crowes! cool!

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  6. I will be selling vegan wraps in the parking lot. They cost a dollar, or two dollars if you want me to wash my hands before I make it. I'll also be selling nitrous balloons and acid. It's two dollars a hit for the bunk acid and three for the real stuff.

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