Fire Dancers !

Amazing dance troupe from Hawaii, during drums.

Snippets

Home again. Maybe a few pictures tomorrow, after sleep.

New Potato Caboose!


Born Cross Eyed!


Dear Mr. Fantasy!

Priming The Pump

Twenty-Day Countdown...

He's Gone

Grateful Dead promo shots for a teen mag/1967
(Click for optimal viewing)

My pal Aiko Jim sent me this gem. Mickey Hart was on the news last evening, discussing The Dead's recent invitation. They're playing an inaugural ball on Tuesday. Not surprising, since they did play two benefit concerts for Obama. And yet, if you were a Dead fan way back when some were embarrassed to admit to it... this is news.

I can't help thinking how Jerry would feel about all of this, if he were here now. But nothin's gonna bring him back...


Jimmy and I were THERE for this 'He's Gone.' Recorded on December 26th, 1979 at the Oakland Auditorium. Opening night of the New Year's run, and a benefit for SEVA. What a night that was. Right Jimmy?

Hes Gone - Grateful Dead

Another Time's Forgotten Space

Happy Fucking New Year, Kids. It's bound to be better. Unless it gets worse. Anyway, Much Love to All.

I think this was the New Year's Eve Show that we saw Larry Bird and Kevin McHale backstage with Bill Walton. (C.B.? Was it the 1987 show?) Of course it was. That year marked the end of my marriage and the beginning of an excruciatingly harsh lesson I had yet to grasp. I learned it alright. Major collateral damage came with it. Damage that will not be denied it's right to stick around. A pricey lesson.


New Year's Eve is my favorite holiday. The whole out with the old, in with the new ritual just works for me. A yearly purge. Even if N.Y.E. Shows ceased long ago. We've adapted and grown (somewhat) accustomed to hanging around the shack, celebrating in a more subdued manner. Settled? Check. Boring? Check again. Well on our way to old. Our New Year's Eve supper: Black-Eyed Pea and Spinach Salad & Curried Red Snapper. Later on, we'll sip Lambic and bid good riddance to a fairly shitty year. Cheers!

I'm An Ape Man

I woke today with that Kinks song playing in my head. Which reminded me of the glorious gorilla photo my buddy J.R. emailed me last week. (Taken by him, at the S.F Zoo.)





Oh, and on this date in history...
Shoreline Ampitheatre June 16, 1990

Consumption, Volcanoes, & Loud Music

Check THIS out. Truly powerful images of our impact on the earth, by Chris Jordan.


... speaking of impact on the earth, Happy Anniversary to Mt. St. Helens. Twenty-five years ago I lived on Laurel Place in downtown San Rafael. There were shows happening (of course!) in the great Northwest. I was in an attempting-to-be-responsible-phase. So my pals went adventuring without me. There were still eruptions happening for months, following the initial eruption of the mountain. The day of the Portland show there was more falling ash, and they found their car completely covered in ashes after the show. Here's a link to that show, in streaming format. Listen to the screaming version of Fire on the Mountain, if nothing else.

Oh, one more thing~sending a shout out to my son, who is playing with his band tonight, at Gilman Street. Rock on, dude!