Posted May 20, 2016 Scrumptious Margaritas (I don't do acid lol), a Perfect Full Moon, a Relaxing Rooftop Patio... And... 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 20, 2016 Oh, jeeze, not another bunch of deadheads. Wanna get together and trade bootleg sound-board tapes? (Red Rocks 7/8/1978 alumni, camped in a VW microbus, no less - serious Dead cred.) 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 (edited) 16 hours ago, Badboy said: Oh, jeeze, not another bunch of deadheads. Wanna get together and trade bootleg sound-board tapes? (Red Rocks 7/8/1978 alumni, camped in a VW microbus, no less - serious Dead cred.) I'm not a Deadhead. I just have a seriously eclectic taste in music. I love ALL kinds of music except Celtic music and the band Phish lol. With music I need variety, and lots of it ;-)~ Edited May 21, 2016 by Scarlett Dayne 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 You realize, of course, that "deadhead" is a sincere compliment, don't you? 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 17 hours ago, Badboy said: Oh, jeeze, not another bunch of deadheads. Wanna get together and trade bootleg sound-board tapes? (Red Rocks 7/8/1978 alumni, camped in a VW microbus, no less - serious Dead cred.) What do you know? Me too. Was at both the 7/7 and 7/8 shows. By the way, 7/8/78 is considered by the Dead fanatics as one of their greatest shows ever. And you don't have to trade board tapes anymore. Both shows are available for streaming on the interweb anytime you want. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 Yeah, but you can't pop the interweb into the cassette player in your truck when you are goin dirtbiking! As to whether the 7/8/78 show was the greatest show ever, it's hard to recall, it's all kinda foggy, seemed nice at the time, but I gotta admit that the chemical additives have interfered with accurate memory. Do remember great music that seemed to go on forever, the blue sky and how nice the girlfriend in tie-die looked. Ah, those were the days. I don't think that the kids with their faces stuck in the interweb have any idea of what they are missing. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 21 minutes ago, Badboy said: You realize, of course, that "deadhead" is a sincere compliment, don't you? Yes I do lol, but I'm still not a Deadhead lol ;-)~ I'm just a Music Lover ;-D 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 (edited) 7 minutes ago, Badboy said: Yeah, but you can't pop the interweb into the cassette player in your truck when you are goin dirtbiking! As to whether the 7/8/78 show was the greatest show ever, it's hard to recall, it's all kinda foggy, seemed nice at the time, but I gotta admit that the chemical additives have interfered with accurate memory. Do remember great music that seemed to go on forever, the blue sky and how nice the girlfriend in tie-die looked. Ah, those were the days. I don't think that the kids with their faces stuck in the interweb have any idea of what they are missing. Folsom Field September 1972. Can you pick me out in this photo? I'm there!! Edited May 21, 2016 by gr8owl 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 3 minutes ago, Badboy said: Yeah, but you can't pop the interweb into the cassette player in your truck when you are goin dirtbiking! As to whether the 7/8/78 show was the greatest show ever, it's hard to recall, it's all kinda foggy, seemed nice at the time, but I gotta admit that the chemical additives have interfered with accurate memory Yeah, I have no memory of the the 7/7 show but I have the ticket stub and friends assure me that I was there. But the next nite...well here you go BB, maybe this will lift the fog a little - 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 19 minutes ago, gr8owl said: Folsom Field September 1972. Can you pick me out in this photo? I'm there!! Wow! You must be really old. That's before there were colors. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 21, 2016 1 minute ago, Raoul said: Wow! You must be really old. That's before there were colors. Indeed i am! But I did get a very early start on the party hardy concert going guy thing. Maybe that is my problem - Grateful Dead, Doors, Who, Alice Cooper in my formative years. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 23, 2016 This song takes a minute to begin, and gets really going at 3m45s. Not sure why, but it always makes me think of a dark, loner (but good) vampire who falls in lust for a girl that he can't have BUT must have, and then sings a song about it hee hee LOL. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 25, 2016 The Highwayman By Alfred Noyes The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas. The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door. He’d a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin. They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh. And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky. Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard. He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred. He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord’s daughter, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked. His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay, But he loved the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s red-lipped daughter. Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say— “One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.” He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand, But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, (O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!) Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west. He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon; And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon, When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor, A red-coat troop came marching— Marching—marching— King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door. They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead. But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed. Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side! There was death at every window; And hell at one dark window; For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride. They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest. They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast! “Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say— Look for me by moonlight; Watch for me by moonlight; I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way! She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good! She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood! They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, Cold, on the stroke of midnight, The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers! The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest. Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast. She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again; For the road lay bare in the moonlight; Blank and bare in the moonlight; And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain. Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear; Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear? Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill, The highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still. Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night! Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light. Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath, Then her finger moved in the moonlight, Her musket shattered the moonlight, Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death. He turned. He spurred to the west; he did not know who stood Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own blood! Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear How Bess, the landlord’s daughter, The landlord’s black-eyed daughter, Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there. Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky, With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high. Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat; When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 25, 2016 Aye, tis a sad song for a bonny Scots lassie. :-( 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted May 25, 2016 Too much free time. Thanks Microsoft Paint! 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 13, 2016 (edited) This Needs Good Speakers To Sound Jusssstttt Right ;-) Why aren't there any clubs here in Colorado that play stuff like this??? Edited June 13, 2016 by Scarlett Dayne 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 14, 2016 (edited) Here is my favorite ode to the married man. (Yes, I have placed this on here before) By the late Phobe Snow and Linda Ronstadt. You just gotta love the married man. Edited June 14, 2016 by Jez UaBriain 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 16, 2016 On 5/24/2016 at 9:37 PM, Scarlett Dayne said: FWIW Set your DVR/VCR The Highwaymen: American Masters Friday, June 17, 09:00 pm on RMPBS - HD Channel 6 in Denver Duration: 0:55:46 Description: Discover the story behind the pioneering outlaw country music supergroup that featured Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash and Kris Kristofferson, told through vintage performances and new interviews about life on the road and in the studio. Broadcast In: English Signature 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 16, 2016 1 minute ago, Johnboy#1 said: FWIW Set your DVR/VCR The Highwaymen: American Masters Friday, June 17, 09:00 pm on RMPBS - HD Channel 6 in Denver Duration: 0:55:46 Description: Discover the story behind the pioneering outlaw country music supergroup that featured Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash and Kris Kristofferson, told through vintage performances and new interviews about life on the road and in the studio. Broadcast In: English Signature Thank you for this information. I love country music a whole lot... especially old country. It sounds awesome ;-) 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 17, 2016 Just Jos, Scarlett and Guest, Looks like there's a couple heads here, well, plenty of that kind to for everyone one else. I'm talking about something else and the heady electronic with the techy-funky-groovines music lovers just know the good stuff. I maybe new to this scene but not to that scene. Scarlett, you get a special hat tip for Black Velveteen... great LK song and there certainly are plenty of shows that's being played at. The last 2 years I've hit 50+ show each year. Before that was 30+ or so. Two sets I found and are damn good, and none of that 'put your hands in the air' fluff. Matter of fact, you can actually download these both (safe site) and reposting as fans of both about another 1000+. PM if anyone ever needs good music. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 18, 2016 To all you lovely ladies out there, to one special one glad you made it home ok, lol. 0 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted June 19, 2016 On 13.6.2016 at 7:33 PM, Scarlett Dayne said: This Needs Good Speakers To Sound Jusssstttt Right ;-) Why aren't there any clubs here in Colorado that play stuff like this??? I love Boris Brechja! 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
