If by ‘dead’ you mean lo longer inhabiting the physical body and material plane and now inhabiting his spirit body on the astral plane, well yes, I agree.
I’d thought the punchline was – ‘what is this shit?’
I mistakenly believed I’d got into the Dead after enjoying ‘American Beauty’, but having subsequently shelled out loads of moolah on assorted live albums, I discovered that I hadn’t after all. Too weedy, too noodling, weak vocals, no punch, no drive.
I only have vaguely unsettling memories of Ted from OGWT. Fairly sound politically, of course, though a trifle wishy-washy, but I don’t think his ‘music’ does it for me.
Liquid is exactly the right word. The first time I heard the Dead, I was surprised at just how airy it was. I was expecting some churning dense psychedelic boogie, but this light, effortless, golden music came rippling (SWIDT) out of the speakers instead. Perfect summer music, he typed while looking out the window at the August rain.
I think the thing about Jerry was that he didn’t ever really embrace the guitar solo from a rockist point of view, tending to apply elements of his beloved bluegrass, a whole lot of jazz and quite a lot of folk, so he has none of the screaming and gurning of yer blues backgrounds so beloved elsewhere. If you try and replay some of his tunes in your head, substituting trumpet or mandolin and they work just as well.
I’ve just tried this on the particularly fine 1974 Eyes Of The World I am grooving to (the one on the So Many Roads set), and it works! I suspect it is also the primacy of the folk and bluegrass influences over the blues ones that give the music that light liquid quality Artery was eulogising above.
And if anyone knows of an eel market that stocks the self titled JGB album from the early nineties, point me in their direction please.
Same here.
Just listening to the Dead this week. Gee he was head and shoulders above em
The man was a channel for divine mystic rapture riff boogie. A kundalini charming surfer of universal consciousness expanding vibe-ration.
I can’t think of one song to post, far too much brilliance, I’ll just blast The Dead this afternoon. He’s jamming mighty fine in the Summerlands x
Nah – it HAS to be done:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAD GUY!
If by ‘dead’ you mean lo longer inhabiting the physical body and material plane and now inhabiting his spirit body on the astral plane, well yes, I agree.
No, I mean as a member of the popular beat combo The Dead.
Cool. Etheric Fist Bump.
If they ever stop warming up and start playing properly, I’m sure it’ll sound fantastic.
It’s a cosmic wavelength thing dude.
Mark Knoplfler (snore) Chris Rea (snort!)
😉 X
Let’s have The Other Grateful Dead joke while we’re here:
What did the Grateful Dead fan say when he got off drugs?
“What’s that horrible music?”
I’d thought the punchline was – ‘what is this shit?’
I mistakenly believed I’d got into the Dead after enjoying ‘American Beauty’, but having subsequently shelled out loads of moolah on assorted live albums, I discovered that I hadn’t after all. Too weedy, too noodling, weak vocals, no punch, no drive.
May I recommend some Ted Nugent albums?
Too weedy, too noodling, weak vocals, no punch, no drive
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Your chakras need de-fuzzing.
Nice one GCU. Love it!
I only have vaguely unsettling memories of Ted from OGWT. Fairly sound politically, of course, though a trifle wishy-washy, but I don’t think his ‘music’ does it for me.
He was alright as part of Amboy Jukes before his solo twiddly nonsense.
Dukes for chrissake although Jukes sounds gig.
Wavelength signal weak in your synapses.
“Stranglehold” is a track for which I have great affection, after nights at the Electric Circus idiot dancing to it off my head on cider and Piriton.
It’s a higher wavelength thing.
Up there with Jasper Carrot /\
Exactly.
Jerry Garcia sounded like no other guitarist. Also, Jerry has proved impossible to imitate.
In his prime (1969-1981 IMO) that man could really fly.
Fluent, fluid, liquid, bubbling, eloquent, imaginative, surprising, articulate, driving and yet instantly recognisable.
No drugs required, chaps, just ears to listen and a body to dance with.
Liquid is exactly the right word. The first time I heard the Dead, I was surprised at just how airy it was. I was expecting some churning dense psychedelic boogie, but this light, effortless, golden music came rippling (SWIDT) out of the speakers instead. Perfect summer music, he typed while looking out the window at the August rain.
Impossible to imititate ?
Hasn’t that bloke from that band who subbed for him on their farewell tour done just that ?
I think the thing about Jerry was that he didn’t ever really embrace the guitar solo from a rockist point of view, tending to apply elements of his beloved bluegrass, a whole lot of jazz and quite a lot of folk, so he has none of the screaming and gurning of yer blues backgrounds so beloved elsewhere. If you try and replay some of his tunes in your head, substituting trumpet or mandolin and they work just as well.
I’ve just tried this on the particularly fine 1974 Eyes Of The World I am grooving to (the one on the So Many Roads set), and it works! I suspect it is also the primacy of the folk and bluegrass influences over the blues ones that give the music that light liquid quality Artery was eulogising above.
What Kid Dynamite and Rob C have said.