RIP Jerry ...

[Baj]

[\/\/illy]

I've always liked this picture:

It's probably because I have the exact same guitar.

[Esau.]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=628ABMUs_xE

[Booche]

Edited August 9, 2006 by Guest
Apparently, my first pic wasnt working.

[scottieking]

One of a kind. Gone too soon.

Edited August 9, 2006 by Guest

[kc]

Surely there's a little Jerry reincarnate, 11 years old now, who's going to bring society back from the shit it's in now.

[Mr. Photogeek]

I can't believe it has already been 11 years...I remember his passing like it was yesterday. Jerry and his band of merry-makers had a profound effect on my life at the time and I will never really get over his death...thankfully his memory lives on through recordings...hooray for tapers!

[MarcO]

I still miss ya, Jerry. Thanks for the music and the inspiration. You'll never be forgotten.

Jerry, my friend,

you've done it again,

even in your silence

the familiar pressure

comes to bear, demanding

I pull words from the air

with only this morning

and part of the afternoon

to compose an ode worthy

of one so particular

about every turn of phrase,

demanding it hit home

in a thousand ways

before making it his own,

and this I can't do alone.

Now that the singer is gone,

where shall I go for the song?

Without your melody and taste

to lend an attitude of grace

a lyric is an orphan thing,

a hive with neither honey's taste

nor power to truly sting.

What choice have I but to dare and

call your muse who thought to rest

out of the thin blue air,

that out of the field of shared time,

a line or two might chance to shine --

As ever when we called,

in hope if not in words,

the muse descends.

How should she desert us now?

Scars of battle n her brow,

bedraggled feathers on her wings

and yet she sings, she sings!

May she bear thee to thy rest,

the ancient bower of flowers

beyond the solitude of days,

the tyranny of hours --

the wreath of shining laurel lie

upon your shaggy head,

bestowing power to play the lyre

to legions of the dead.

If some part of that music

is heard in deepest dream,

or on some breeze of Summer

a snatch of golden theme,

we'll know you live inside us

with love that never parts

our good old Jack O' Diamonds

become the King of Hearts.

I feel your silent laughter

at sentiments so bold

that dare to step across the line

to tell what must be told,

so I'll just say I love you

which I never said before

and let it go at that old friend,

the rest you may ignore.

-Robert Hunter

[ollie]

My favourite Jerry pic:

[The Chameleon]

Jerry's music and approach to it has meant so much to my life, every year seems unimaginabvle without him.

Jerry Garcia is the only person that made me openly cry when he died, without ever meeting him in person.

That says a lot.

The world needs a soul like Jerry Garcia these days..now more than ever....

Play on Jer!

[afro poppa]

I never knew you

But then who really did?

If you were at all like me

You managed to keep yourself hid

A patchwork quilt of a life

Memories embroidered

On your soul

So please forgive me

For putting you in my song

But the spirit she moves me

In fact she pushes me along

It's a patchwork quilt of a life

Can't stop the river

Just let it roll

We were at Jones Beach

When we got the word

Saddest sound that I ever heard

The bluest note that nobody could play

Ravens sang with us that night on the stage

Tears of sadness, tears of rage

But nobody spoke, we all felt old

And in the way

So walk beside me

Or above me, I don't know

These days it sure seems

I'm lost where ever I go

God, how could you, I heard someone say

And what do we do with our lives now anyway?

Now that our North Star can no longer be found

But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky

Hippies dance and babies cry

Church bells ring as a silver-haired angel look down

And the blood of his music runs through the veins of our guitars

Bright lights, Dark Star

I never knew you

But then who really did

If you were at all like me

You managed to keep yourself hid

- "Patchwork Quilt" Warren Haynes

[M.O.B.E]

Gone are the days we stopped to decide

Where we should go

We just ride

Gone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreams

Gone - both dream and lie

Life may be sweeter for this I don't know

Feels like it might be alright

While Lady Lullaby sings plainly for you

Love still rings true

I'm missin the man everyday, not just today.

[MarcO]

Haynes' "Patchwork Quilt" is surely a lovely tribute, but for me, nothing beats Ryan Adams' "Rosebud". It moved Phil Lesh to tears upon hearing it, and I admit it has done the same to me, alone, late at night, thinkin' about Jerry, wishing I could write a song to do good music justice. The mind boggles.

When I pick up my guitar

This is the song that always comes

Don't know what I'm singing 'bout and

Don't know what for

I think about you

And I think about Rosebud

Wish there was a song to sing

To bring you back

But you can't get here from nowhere I guess

Rosebud's shipwrecked up on the Ohio

Behind a wall of glass

Telling me to take care of myself

And my friends

You sing to a field of trees

And roses singing those melodies

Simple and easy where everything moves

Underneath you

And Rosebud too

I wish there was a song to sing

To get you back

But you can't get here from nowhere I guess

Rosebud's shipwrecked up on the Ohio

Behind a wall of glass

Telling me to take it easy

But I took a photograph

And she's just a wooden machine

But you and Rosebud, you're still singing to me

[ollie]

I did not make the (obvious) connection. Thanks for pointing that out MarcO.

[phorbesie]

[afro poppa]

what a great pic phorbsie!

[can-o-phish]

I remember this day well as I was living in St. Andrews at the time...my white rabbit had a gorgeous Steal Your Face on the roof and decked out with all my tour stickers from The Grateful Dead to JGB...Baj knows the car I speak of that made several photo pages in head mags...

Anyway, I was working at a boat shop on the outskirts of that seaside town and pulled on to Water Street early that evening to see what folks were up to...I heard my name being called from across the street and one of my friends was running full tilt at me shaking his head and asking me if I was alright..."Sure I am, Aces, thumbs up and all of that"...he looked at me in total disbelief and then realized I hadn't heard and he simply said "Jerry's Dead"...the words hung in the air for what seemed like hours...a very quiet moment...and then I replied, "well, I hope he left the world in peace"...I received calls that evening from friends all over the country asking if I was okay...yep, I was probably more dead-obsessed than Booche, if that's possible...

But I had the pleasure to see the Grateful Dead many times as well as JGB in Portland, Maine which was my favourite show of all...stellar...

Still lovin' the fat man!

[Baj]

Dave thats still the best steal your face ive ever seen ! what ever happened to rabbit?

you sure brought the st. andrews memories back...

[can-o-phish]

Dave thats still the best steal your face ive ever seen ! what ever happened to rabbit?

you sure brought the st. andrews memories back...

Sold the beast for $200 bones before heading down to work in the Caribbean...when I arrived in Tortola I was missing my family, friends and the Maritimes...so ventured off to Pussers to have some boatdrinks and take in the local nightlife...so I'm sitting at the bar with my first rum drink and what should come on the Juke Box but "Lost Sailor" from Go To Heaven...another one of those moments that even though is just a coincidence, it makes you stop "dead" in your tracks and think...

Yep Baj, St. Andrews holds some great memories, eh?...I did hear that the rabbit ran the local runs for a few more years...I always laughed as I must've crossed the border doing Calais runs at least four times a week and never, NEVER was hassled by the border guards on either side...in a car covered with Dead stickers and the massive SYF on the roof...they always just waved me through...good times...

[tigger]

Tear

[Baj]

hah

those were definately the "good times" that was the most lax border up until 911...i wish i wasnt so good back then

yep...i will always love st.andrews by the sea!

[guigsy]

yesterday when i was up in the Sears Tower i caught Soldier Field and had to take a goooooooood long look. it kinda hit me and i had to keep looking. said a little prayer for jerry before i dried my eyes. weird moment for me, really. i bought a soldier field t-shirt later that day.

RIP, Jerry. thanks.