Saturday, September 28, 2019

"LYRICS THAT NEVER STUCK IN GARCIA'S THROAT": A REQUIEM FOR ROBERT HUNTER

OPENING

David Saddler - originally posted to Flickr as Promontory Rider

THERE IS ONLY ONE STORY LINE THIS WEEK FOR ANY DEADHEAD: THE DEATH OF 
Grateful Dead lyricist Robert Hunter.The announcement Monday night cast a pall over the entire week. Not since the death of Jerry Garcia did it truly feel like the proverbial end of an era. This loss was as incalculable. 

Which is not to slight the recent death of John Perry Barlow, who was one of my favorite figures associated with The Dead. A true "Cosmic Cowboy" and Renaissance Man, Barlow's lyrical association with his lifelong friend Bob Weir was not as numerically prolific as the Garcia/Hunter pairing. Barlow/Weir songs were a deserved staple of a Grateful Dead show("Weather Report," "Mexicali Blues," "Lost Sailor">"Saint of Circumstance," etc), but the duo didn't seem to achieve the same community status with which Garcia/Hunter had become revered. 

Barlow didn't draw from the same erudite well as Hunter's which may also explain this lack of  critical intensity. Hunter, a poet, was deeply and widely read. He could evoke the work of Rilke as well as use layers upon layers of symbolism. He could cite astronomy as well as astrology. The vernacular could be Elizabethan or "down home American." It isn't any coincidence that Hunter and Bob Dylan began collaborating on lyrics beginning in 1988 with the song"Silvio," a relationship which continued for decades until Hunter's death. Who else but Dylan had been mining the same subterranean terrains and for nearly as long?

ESSENTIAL READING

The finest exposition on Robert Hunter's lyrical style and concerns as well as the nature and history of his groundbreaking collaborations with Garica was written by Hunter himself, which serves as the foreward to David Dodd's The Complete Anotated Grateful Dead Lyrics. More than a dozen pages it is a lengthy but illuminating preamble to an invaluable volume. Wordy, thoughtful and ultimately elegant and resourceful, this primary recollection is something more than just a behind-the-scenes of how Song X was written. It's a stunning remembrance, warts and all.

THE "DILEMMA"

The easiest thing for any Dead blogger or social media user  it to simply proceed with a list of your favorite Hunter lyrics. What better way to honor his memory--and craft? Such a decision is both practical yet impersonal. Yet how else should you proceed? Few of us can give some personal testimony of interactions with the man. Truthfully for many of us he existed less as a human being and more as a "Storyteller." Garcia's partner. A more rock 'n' roll counter to the similar duo of Elton John and Bernie Taupin.

I acknowledge Robert Hunter as a human being. I express condolences to his friends and family. And I posthumously thank him for his work and for what it has meant to me. There is no more to be said on that front.

A PLAYLIST

Subjective. Restrictive. Not definitive.

I'll limit myself to 14 songs. Originally I was aiming for 10. Ten is a reasonable number. A holy one, in fact. But I didn't have the will power.

Jerry Garcia didn't seem to hand out very compliments to anyone, just wasn't his style. Even Robert Hunter, who knew him longer and better than most, could be made insecure by this facet of his character. Even though their collaborations were long and prolific, he reveals in the preface to David Dodd's book, Garcia's silence--as well as the band collectively--was unnerving. Everyone has a need for reassurance.

But one day in 1987 Garcia called Hunter and told him, "Your lyrics never once stuck in my throat." Hunter's response, at least to us readers, is understated, if you don't read between the lines.

Without further ado here are ten essential Hunter lyrics in chronological order;

1."DARK STAR"(1967).--Only three verses and two choruses, but maybe the most "poetic" Hunter ever committed to record. Despite the cosmological pretext to the song there is a real bluesy ache to the existentialist question it postulates, which notches the end like a note feedbacking from a guitar amp.



2."BLACK PETER"(1969)--A haunting ballad about dying with grace and gratitude. Hunter was only 25 years old when he penned this, yet it shares the elegiac observations of Samuel Beckett when he was writing about dying old men.



3."FRIEND OF THE DEVIL"(1970)--One of the greatest "outlaw" songs of all time. It both romanticizes and deconstructs the romanticism of the Old West and the gunslinger. The chorus is a national treasure. One of the most covered Grateful Dead songs and all it takes is one listen to understand why.



4."CANDYMAN"(1970)--Both Hunter and Garcia were students of the blues, upon which this template is most certainly built. "Candy" was a Black Southern euphemism for both the fairer sex and cocaine, and the "candyman" a Black Southern euphemism for a Casanova rounder long before Hunter picked up a pen and Garcia a guitar. Reverend Gary Davis, who counted Bob Weir as one of his disciples, was celebrated for his "Candyman" (and "Cocaine Blues") folkloric version, which every aspiring white blues player studied in the 1960s. There's no "cultural appropriation" nonsense to the Dead version. If the Blues are truly an American tapestry and not just an African-American one then the form is open to all creative Americans to incorporate into their forms and mosaics. "Candyman" is proof of this--and it's a great pity that it was never discovered by the last wave of Black Delta musicians(of which Buddy Guy is the lone survivor). Imagine what Muddy Waters , B.B. King or John Lee Hooker could have done with this song!



5."BROKEDOWN PALACE"(1970)--The great American anthem of friendship. Before Garcia explicitly sang "I will survive" this song had already said it for him, with more humility, emotion and luminosity. A secular hymn Walt Whitman might have recognized.



6."WHARF RAT"(1971)--Hunter wrote often of "losers," the downtrodden among us, with great sympathy/empathy.And as with many of those songs, there is a visible sliver of transcendental aspiration which buttresses the human condition. This is the most powerful case study in the Grateful Dead songbook.



7."COMES A TIME"(1971)--Simply beautiful.



8."STELLA BLUE"(1974)--Normally I'm very ambivalent about rock stars writing songs about the road, their existential malaise, etc. But I'm a sucker for this well-constructed character study of such a type.



9."EYES OF THE WORLD"(1973)--A cheat. I probably love the song far more than I love the music. It's one of my Dead desert island essentials. I can forgive the hackneyed chorus because I love the music and performance so much.



10."SCARLET BEGONIAS"(1974)--Autobiographical or not, this is a riveting encounter of a fleeting unconsummated romantic encounter in London which always races my pulse. Thank God Hollywood never made a movie out of it.




11."IF I HAD THE WORLD TO GIVE"(1978)--To paraphrase George Harrison, isn't it a pity this was never used for a James Bond movie?





12."TERRAPIN STATION(SUITE)(1977)--In a more just world this epic which paces if not out rivals Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" would have been a FM radio smash just like it. Granted the studio version from the eponymous album is too stiff(whereas the numerous live versions soar like the wings of the phoenix--or dragons), yet lyrically it evokes the ancient world of European folk tales with an unmatched lucid clarity. Robert Plant and Jimmy Page were ardent readers of J.R.R. Tolkein. There's no "Middle Earth" to "Terrapin" that I detect, but it stretches as far back as the ancient Greeks and as forward as Rilke and T.S. Eliot. Hunter may be referencing himself as the "Storyteller." If so it's a richly deserved Hitchcockian cameo.




13."STANDING ON THE MOON"(1989)--Another Hunter/Garcia ballad which Garcia always sung beautifully.



14."SO MANY ROADS"(1992)--Layer upon layer of Americana folkoric references penned by one of her greatest Americian lyrical poets. Surely written about Garcia's failing constitution, never does it wallow in pity nor voyeuristic grotesqueness. Instead Hunter lit a candle of optimism no matter how faint for any wayward souls, a hope of transcendence no matter the bleakness of circumstances, elevating "So Many Roads" to an eloquent summation.






Saturday, September 21, 2019

NOT QUITE A MIRACLE, BUT A MOMENT OF REDEMPTION


GRATEFUL DEAD
4/9/89
LOUISVILLE
FREEDOM HALL
VIDEO



WHAT REDEEMS A SHITTY PERFORMANCE? WHAT CAN RESTORE YOUR FAITH IN your favorite band or artist? As a fan what can you logically as opposed to viscerally expect from the same? And what about when you encounter the art or the performance long after the fact? How do you keep the rational in check when you feel viscerally about art and entertainment?

A decade or so when I became an intense Deadhead I began to scour the Internet as it existed then for anything I could on the Grateful Dead. Anything which could be read, saved, downloaded. I began to check YouTube regularly for any clips, any documentaries, any concert footage. I had blown so many chances to see the Dead when I was still in college, before Garcia had died that I had to make up for lost time. With a vengeance.

I also became obsessed with anytime the band played Kentucky, as I am a proud native son, though no longer living in the Commonwealth. I live in Kansas City, but I still bleed red and blue: red for Louisville, blue for the Commonwealth.

Imagine my joy when I stumbled upon this full concert one day on YouTube. All the boxes for me were subjectively ticked off: Louisville, Freedom Hall arena, 1989 a good touring year for the band and pro-shot footage with soundboard audio! Earlier I had nabbed a 1978 Duke show which is BRILLIANT FUN, but it's in black-and-white and Cameron, North Carolina is not Louisville. (And will be the source for a future post.) I was expecting more magic. I could hardly wait for the download to be complete.

There's an old song by the Eurythmics which goes, "Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment...?"

Well, I heard and saw it  back then. I could not imagine a Grateful Dead show more lethargic, uninvolving and dare I say boring. The band's listlessness was contagious--to the audience. They stood there like hippies encased in amber. And not happy hippies but morose ones, even bitter. I don't know if something happened to the band before they went on, some inner turmoil which carried over to the performance. Or bad drugs. Something or someone fouled the mood.Particularly with Garcia,who was as unremarkable that night as he ever was before the devastating finale of 1993-95.  There's virtually no interaction among them. Nor any energy.

The musical irony is that they sounded...professional that night. Even the greatest Dead shows have botched lyrics, wobbly harmonies, lenghty equipment breakdown and tuning issues. Yet the overall excellence of those many nights transcended their quirky foibles. Louisville 4/9/89 is largely devoid of those gremlins. That night they were a well-oiled machine, as the cliche goes, yet it had the impact of a soundcheck. (And I have better GD soundchecks on my hard drives or burned to cds.)

So why the hell should I be recommending this videos?!?

Leave it to Jerry Garcia to provide one moment, which I do not want to give away, which makes it all forgivable. Or almost all forgivable. It's why you miss Garcia like crazy, and why the Dead are probably your favorite band of all time.

The Hermit of Mink Hollow




Setlist: Set 1 Hell in a Bucket Sugaree Walkin' Blues It Must Have Been the Roses Me and My Uncle Big River Ramble on Rose Desolation Row Foolish Heart Set 2 Louie Louie Man Smart/Woman Smarter Ship of Fools Estimated Prophet Uncle John's Band Drums Space The Other One Stella Blue Sugar Magnolia E:Knockin' on Heaven's Door Video assets courtesy of Lazy Cow SBD audio courtesy of the Wheel Audio synchronization, video patches, multiplexing, & DVD authoring by Kevin Tobin

Saturday, September 14, 2019

THE "ACOUSTIC" SET

DICK'S PICKS VOL. 8
HARPUR COLLEGE
5/2/70

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I KNOW, I KNOW. YOU'RE RIGHT. TECHNICALLY DP VOL. 8 is a 3 CD set. The first devoted to the acoustic portion of the concert followed by 2 electric sets. But I have always severed the acoustic program from the electric one, at least for this show. As did the tapers and traders before me.

It's just more fun that way, especially given the multi-faceted nature of the 1970 tour: marathon shows extending for four and five hours; an "Evening with the Grateful Dead & Friends" meaning that New Riders of the Purple Sage--their hippie spin-off country band--were the frequent opening act. With Weir pitching in on harmonies, Lesh bass and Garcia seemingly teaching himself pedal steel in front of a paying audience each night, they were fellow travellers both to the "Lost Highway" offered by Hank Williams and of Gram Parsons, another "long hair" who labelled his breed of country music as "American Cosmic." This was the beginnings of "alt-country" music and should never be forgotten.

Grateful Dead Dick’s Picks 8 AVAILABLE NOW!

'70 the Dead would play a very loose acoustic set following the Purple Sage, covering the same sonic terrain albeit with better original songs and far more verve and charisma. Some nights were shambolic. As if they had never even started out as jugband folkies. As if they had just discovered a Martin, or never practiced Everly Brothers harmonies.

But on nights like this one the alchemy turns into gold before your ears and you are transported into a realm they could never visit again. Exactly a decade later a similar parlor trick would be performed again in New York state, during their famous [[]]anniversary concert runs at Radio City Music Hall in the Big Apple. And while those shows have merits galore, none of those unplugged segments evoke the untamed skronk of 1970, which are devoid of any professional sheen. (By contrast the 1980 Grateful Dead might as well be quasi jazz musicians, their level of proficiency an universe away.)


Grateful Dead - Reckoning.jpg



Harpur '70 acoustic is a thoroughly enjoyable souvenir of a more primal if not primitive style. Wonderfully independent of what followed the rest of the night,, while remaining a dazzling warmup to those proceedings. The hippie banter between band and audience doesn't wear on you much even after repeated listening. Weir and Garcia were incapable of matching Crosby, Stills & Nash in or out of a recording studio(although all those layers and layers of vocal harmonies heard on Workingman's 
Dead and Ameirican Beauty ain't bad), but that night it was all "ragged but right." 

"Feel" is the key word here. The performance vibes with it from start to finish. You'll lament the cut version of "Canydman." Other acoustic versions from 1969-70 match or surpass the "Friend of the Devil," "Dire Wolf," "Uncle John's Band" and "Deep Elem Blues" offered here. But I can't recall a more cohesive set than this one, unified by the mystery of "feel." And the highlights are superlative. Rarely performed as a stand-alone number, "I Know You Rider" is such a convincing sensation that you wish that it could have been made into a staple. Meaning you won't miss "China Cat" at all.

Garcia sang a great "Black Peter" at every stage of his career. the 5/2/70 is so lyrical and so beautiful it has few rivals. It easily overtakes you. 

The "trickiness" of "Cumberland Blues" and my general unhappiness with the way they performed it  is a subject for another time. But the 5/2/70 has a satisfying bite and snarl, even before the unexpected intrusion of an electric guitar uplifts this rendition. Another all-time favorite.

And those and more are the reasons why the 5/2/70 acoustic hooks me so. And I hope you as well.











Saturday, September 7, 2019

"LAID BACK IN LOUISVILLE, FOR THE LAST TIME"










GRATEFUL DEAD 

6/16/93

FREEDOM HALL

LOUISVILLE KENTUCKY

NOT AS GOOD AS THE SHOW FROM THE PREVIOUS NIGHT BUT WORTH A LISTEN. The set list isn't uninspiring--a gazillion Dead shows since the mid-80s  tab the same songs and achieve a lift off that lingers in the listener's own archives of sonic memories. A band can't be "on" every night, of course. And the show is hardly in the disastrous column of their shows from 1993-95. Yet after a rough and ready opener of "Cold Rain and Snow" it peters back out and never truly recovers. "Lazy River Road" and the venerable "Stella Blue" flicker the show back to life. However the encore of "I Fought the Law" is perhaps the shortest cover version I have ever heard, and their most curious attempt at the 1950s classic. Whatever you do don't compare it to the righteous stomp offered by The Clash or you will be depressed for days.


OneCold Rain And Snow >
The Same Thing ;
Peggy-O ;
Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues ;
Ramble On Rose ;
Eternity ;
Brown Eyed Women ;
Easy Answers >
Don't Ease Me In
TwoFoolish Heart ;
Saint Of Circumstance >
Lazy River Road ;
Corrina >
Drums >
Space >
I Need A Miracle >
Stella Blue >
Good Lovin'
EncoreI Fought The Law


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