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Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Driven by the wind...
Like the dust that blows around....
Rain fallin' down, rain fallin' down....
HOLES IN WHAT'S LEFT OF MY REASON!
HOLES IN THE KNEES OF MY BLUES!
ODDS AGAINST ME BEEN INCREASIN', BUT I'LL PULL THROUGH!
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drljefe
climber
Old Pueblo, AZ
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 7, 2009 - 01:24am PT
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At what other rock concert would you ever see fans actually cleaning up the parking lot???
Once,in the midwest, I was doing my part cleaning up the trash in my immediate vicinty, when up putts Bill Graham on his bapper and hands me a ticket to the next show. Pretty cool.
In my later years seeing the Dead, I saw a dude get struck by lightning. That's Vegas for ya.
"If the thunder don't get you then the lightning will."
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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That's the vibe, drljefe!
In the next incarnation of the armbar ranch, I'm plunking down a vintage wooden wagon wheel, and having american beauty roses twine through it. Wherever I, go, the people All, complain...
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drljefe
climber
Old Pueblo, AZ
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 7, 2009 - 01:55am PT
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I once walked from Shoreline to El Camino Real.
How far is that anyway?
Passin' me by
the buses and semis
plungin' like stones
from a slingshot on mars.
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k-man
Gym climber
SCruz
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"Shadow boxing the apocalypse"
Now there's a tune that just kinda disappeared! Not even on any of the box sets, My Bro.
After High School, I moved up to the Santa Rosa area for some schoolin'. A bunch of really great luthiers lived up there, including Doug Irwin. We used to go over to his studio to check out his stuff, totally incredible. That man could do inlays like a Japanese ninja. He showed us Pete Sears' bass, complete with a dragon snaking up the neck and red LEDs for the eyes. He said he was trying to figure out a way to make smoke come out of the dragon's nostrils, which was at the headstock.
I asked him how much it would cost to build me a guitar. He looked around and picked up a gutted out ax from his "in" rack and said "one like this would cost you about $1500." The thing had no strings or electronics, and I held it there for a second and looked down at the amazing inlay of The Wolf. Holy fcuk. I ran my hand up and down the neck, kinda wowed. Doug chuckled. He'd taken off the sticker ("it was pealing off") and inlaid a replica, it was absolute and beautiful. He said Jerry was gonna sh#t when he saw the work. I'm like .... a broke college student who couldn't find the scratch to have Doug build me one. Shucks. Alembic studios was up there too, as well as some other very talented builders.
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drljefe
climber
Old Pueblo, AZ
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 8, 2009 - 12:57am PT
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Thanks K Man.
Doug Irwin"s personal story is really cool, as was his relationship with Jerry. After the Wolf Jerry wanted another guitar and told Irwin "don't hold back". The result was Tiger. Those were a couple of amazing guitars.
I named my dog Rosebud....
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Rudyj2
Trad climber
UT
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Yeah, My Brother Esau definitely fell out of favor sometime in the late 80's. Great song, love the lyrics. IMO one of the best of the first set Weir songs.
My brother Esau killed a hunter
Back in 1969
And before the killing was done,
His inheritance was mine.
But his birthright was a wand to wave
Before a weary band.
Esau gave me sleeplessness
And a piece of moral land.
My father favored Esau,
Who was eager to obey
All the bloody wild commandments
The Old Man shot his way.
But all this favor ended
When my brother failed at war.
He staggered home
And found me in the door.
[Chorus:]
Esau skates on mirrors anymore...
He meets his pale reflection at the door.
Yet sometimes at night I dream
He's still that hairy man,
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Esau holds a blessing;
Brother Esau bears a curse.
I would say that the blame is mine
But I suspect it's something worse.
The more my brother looks like me,
The less I understand
The silent war that bloodied both our hands.
Sometimes at night, I think I understand.
It's brother to brother and it's man to man
And it's face to face and it's hand to hand...
We shadowdance the silent war within.
The shadowdance, it never ends...
Never ends, never ends.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse, yet again...
Yet again.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse,
And wandering the land.
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k-man
Gym climber
SCruz
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My Brother Esau is also the B-side of the Touch of Grey single. The Studio version, of course. That's where I know it from.
Silly me, I didn't even realize they did it live much. I'll have to check my DPs for some satisfaction!
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Norwegian
Trad climber
Placerville, California
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Dec 13, 2009 - 01:56pm PT
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"well, I say... my dog has got no nose!"
"oh, yea, well how does he smell?"
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"bloomin awwwful."
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drljefe
climber
Old Pueblo, AZ
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 16, 2009 - 04:20pm PT
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Nice, Norweege.
"From now on we're gonna call ourselves "The Just Exactly Perfect Brothers Band"
Hey, let's not forget Brent.
Man, I loved that guys songs, voice, and the energy he brought.
It always seemed Jer felt the same.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
SoCal
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Dec 17, 2009 - 01:34am PT
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... And a Grateful New Year!
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Dec 17, 2009 - 01:43am PT
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I have a red T-shirt with the Image that Pate posted that says "be good for goodness sake!"
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Norwegian
Trad climber
Placerville, California
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Dec 17, 2009 - 09:27am PT
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those yungin's teaching me once again HOW to live,
they understand dance from the get go. they understand what jerry softly lays down under their feet:
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Dec 17, 2009 - 01:58pm PT
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The front hood medallion on my 20 yr old Saab is hopelessly faded. I would like to cover it with a tasteful, understated, Lightning bolt Skull It is just over1.75' across, I just measured it it. any phots of where to get a decal that size, and how coat it to survive the weather (report)? suite!
I think I asked this before, and Drljefe did send me a really cool tour decal that I'm hanging on to. but this is a fairly narrow, specialized, search. RI've been to Rasputin's and Annapurna, on telegraph without finding exactly what I need.
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Dec 17, 2009 - 02:37pm PT
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There is even a Clash (or is it Black 47?) Stagger Lee song.
Hmm, the 1.6" would probably be perfect, thanks for the link! and the thread.
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cintune
climber
the Moon and Antarctica
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Dec 17, 2009 - 02:40pm PT
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It's an old blues standard, but Hunter gave it new life for sure; the version on Jack of Roses beats all.
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drljefe
climber
Old Pueblo, AZ
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 03:08pm PT
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Wiki spray-
Lee Shelton (March 16, 1865 - March 11, 1912) was an African American cab driver and pimp[1] convicted of murdering William "Billy" Lyons on Christmas Eve, 1895 in St. Louis, Missouri. The crime was immortalized in a popular song that has been recorded by numerous artists.
William Lyons, 25, a levee hand, was shot in the abdomen yesterday evening at 10 o'clock in the saloon of Bill Curtis, at Eleventh and Morgan Streets, by Lee Sheldon, a carriage driver. Lyons and Sheldon were friends and were talking together. Both parties, it seems, had been drinking and were feeling in exuberant spirits. The discussion drifted to politics, and an argument was started, the conclusion of which was that Lyons snatched Sheldon's hat from his head. The latter indignantly demanded its return. Lyons refused, and Sheldon withdrew his revolver and shot Lyons in the abdomen. When his victim fell to the floor Sheldon took his hat from the hand of the wounded man and coolly walked away. He was subsequently arrested and locked up at the Chestnut Street Station. Lyons was taken to the Dispensary, where his wounds were pronounced serious. Lee Sheldon is also known as 'Stag' Lee.[3]
Hunters take-
1940 Xmas evening with a full moon over town
Staggerlee met Billy DeLyon
and he blew that poor boy down
Do you know what he shot him for?
What do you make of that?
'Cause Billy DeLyon threw lucky dice,
won Staggelee's Stetson hat
Baio, Baio, tell me how can this be?
You arrest the girls for turning tricks
but you're scared of Staggerlee
Staggerlee is a madman and he shot my Billy dead
Baio you go get him or give the job to me
Delia DeLyon, dear sweet Delia-D
How the hell can I arrest him when he's twice as big as me?
Don't ask me to go downtown - I wouldn't come back alive
Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45
Baio Delia said just give me a gun
He shot my Billy dead now I'm gonna see him hung
She waded to DeLyon's Club through Billy DeLyon's blood
Stepped up to Staggerlee at the bar
Said Buy me a gin fizz, love
As Staggerlee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls
Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall
Baio, Baio, see you hang him high
He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die
Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street
A three-piece band on the corner played "Nearer, My God, to Thee"
but Delia whistled a different tune...what tune could it be?
The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that woman sung was Look out Staggerlee
The song that Delia sung was Look out Staggerlee
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