WARP WAIFS
WHEN THE MUSIC’S PLAYING
AND MY EYES ARE CLOSED
I SEE MY ANCESTORS
DANCING QUITE BOLDLY
THE MUSIC REVIVES THEM,
JUST AS IT MOVES WE
A COMMINGLING OF ERAS,
A SPACE TIME WARP FRATERNITY
ENCHANTED SPIRITS, WANDERING GHOSTS
HELLRAISING SPECTRES, LUMBERING OAFS
OVER SNOWY MOUNTAIN PEAKS,
TWENTY THOUSAND FEET HIGH
I SAW THEM ONCE,
BUT NOT THROUGH MY EYES
WITH THE EXACTNESS OF MATH
& THE PASSION OF FAITH
SANG WANDERING CHIEFS
DISGUISED AS MUSICAL WAIFS
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excerpt from Tightrope (see webpage)
PABLO
I think music not only has the ability to alter our perception of time,
but also to carry us to other dimensions,
to move us physically from one place to another..
SAL
I can believe that.
One time I was at a Dylan concert at Madison Square Garden
and I felt the entire concert hall lift up a meter.
PABLO
Well, I’ve got you beat on that one.
SAL
What happened to you?
PABLO
Well, when all the factors were working together,
I’d be listening to the Grateful Dead listening to the Other One,
and I’d be transported. First, I feel like I’m in a rocket ship.
Then it would accelerate with the booster rockets.
And after we picked up some speed,
we’d arrive in orbit around the earth.
I’d see meteors buzzing past
and then after a beautiful spin around the planet
we’d reenter the atmosphere and return home.
It was incredibly refreshing — like being reborn
from the fountain of youth or something!
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JERRY GARCIA REMEMBERED
YOUR SPIRIT SWIRLS
THROUGH GLASS BLOWN TURQUOISE
A LICKETY SPIRIT RIDING
ON A LIQUID PLUME OF MAGIC OIL
A CARPET WOVEN OF SKULLS & ROSES
ON WAVES FLOATING & SLIPPING
THROUGH THE GAUZY VEILS
OF PARADISE
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Two lead guitars Phil on bass and Jerry on electric guitar
Bob playing rhythm difficult to duplicate
and the drummers playing off each other
Hart & Kreutzmann driving the engine
of wodan’s wild ride
through the night sky
