Dead Therapy - Warlocks at the Spaceship

Morning, Freaks!!

I write today with a little bit of a heavy heart. We lost a very important person to my personal Dead community Thursday in Gerry Reid. Gerry was in a pile up on I-40 last week, went into the hospital, and unfortunately was unable to recover. Not only was Gerry a kind soul, but he had a tremendous impact (even if I never told him) on my lifestyle today. Gerry was the first person to ever introduce me to the music of the Grateful Dead….which turned into twenty years of sharing a love of this music, like he did with me, meeting wonderful people from around the world, and being part of a lifestyle that has made huge changes in the way I see the universe around me. Never a day passes that I don’t listen to the music of the Grateful Dead in some form. I owe that to him. Those that know me well, know that I view death a little different from most. Sure, I’m sad to lose someone that is important to me, but I have always believed that death is an important part of life, part of the circle of existence. Remembering the good times seems so much better. I guess what I’m trying to say is that death can really be a celebration of life.

Coincidentally, I wrote this about the Reid brothers a while back and it randomly showed up in the in The Butter Room que this week. Take some time to read it, if you want:

http://thebutterroom.com/post/422118722/dead-therapy-rfk-6-20-92

Today is one of those CELEBRATIONS OF LIFE, and so is this show, so today I leave you with the warlocks at the spaceship:

10-09-89 Hampton Coliseum, Hampton, Va. (Mon)

1: Stranger, Built To Last, Rooster, Ramble On, We Can Run, Jack A Roe, Memphis Blues, Row Jimmy, Music

2: Playin> Uncle John> Playin> Dark Star> Drumz> Death Don’t> Mr. Fantasy> Hey Jude Finale> Throwing Stones> Good Lovin E: Attics

“Stranger” appears on “Without A Net” - last “Dark Star”: 07-13-84 [359] - last “Attics”: 10-28-72 [1082] - Show billed as “Formerly The Warlocks”

All of my friends come to see me last night,
I was laying in my bed and dying.
Annie Bonneau from St. Angel say the weather down there so fine.

Just then the wind came squalling through the dark,
But who can the weather command?
Just want to have a little peace to die,
And a friend or two I love at hand.

Fever roll up to a hundred and five.
Roll on up, gonna roll back down.
One more day I find myself alive,
Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground.

See here how everything led up to this day,
And it’s just like any other day that’s ever been.
Sun going up and then the sun going down.
Shine through my window and my friends they come around,
Come around, come around.

The people might know, but the people don’t care,
That a man can be as poor as me.
Take a look at poor Peter, he’s lying in pain,
Now let’s come run and see, run and see,
Run and see, run, run and see, and see.

 

You guys mean everything to me. Wherever this weekend finds you, may it be safe and exactly what you were looking for.

Enjoy! And thanks for coming with me to therapy today.

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