'Fillmore West 1969: The Complete Recordings' is a 10 CD box set of every note played at the four Fillmore West shows from February 27th to March 2nd, 1969.
But wait, there's More!
If you pre-ordered (which I did) you received a bonus CD of previously unreleased live recordings from shows at the Carousel
Ballroom/Fillmore West between 1968 and 1970.
The 'Fillmore West, 1969: The Complete Recordings' was a limited edition release of 10,000 copies. It was mastered in HDCD. 51, and is around 10 hours of music. There's also a very nice, 76-page booklet (included in the freeload — natch)
For the freeload, post a verse from a few of your favorite Grateful Dead songs.
When I awoke, the dire wolf
ReplyDeleteSix hundred pounds of sin
Was grinning at my window
All I said was, "Come on in"
Gonna leave this broke down palace
On my hands and my knees, I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll
Such a long long time to be gone
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The bus came by, and I got on, that's when it all began
There was cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land
This must be heaven
'Cause here's where the rainbow ends
At last it's the real thing
Or close enough to pretend
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride
I remember breezes
From winds inside your body
Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart.
You just gotta poke around
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land
Inside you're burning
I can see clear through
Your eyes tell more than you mean them to
Lit up and flashing
Like the reds and blues
Out there on the neon avenue
Set out runnin' but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
Just might get some sleep tonight
For Bob:
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This box was (and still is) the holy dead grail for me (with the possible exception of Workingman's Dead), a peak that they never really equaled.
Lay down, my dear brother
Lay down and take your rest
ANON RF:
ReplyDeleteSaint Stephen with a rose / In and out of the garden he goes
Country garden [or garland?] in the wind and rain / Wherever he goes the people all complain
West Texas cowboys, they was all around / Wheat, liquor and money, they loaded down
So soon after payday, no, it seemed a shame / You know my uncle, he starts playin' the game
There's mosquitoes on the river / Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now / Too hot to even speak now
Did you hear what I just heard? / Say it might have been a fiddle
Or it could have been the wind / But there seems to be a beat now / I can feel it my feet now / Listen here it comes again!
And of course: What a long, strange trip it's been...
Here's a few
ReplyDeleteI wish I was a headlight on a north-bound train
I wish I was a headlight on a north-bound train
I'd shine my light through the cool Colorado rain
I know you rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings...
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in
Looking for a chateau
Twenty one rooms but one will do
I don't want to rent it
I just what to use it for a minute or two
Half step, Mississippi uptown toodleloo
Hello baby I'm gone goodbye
Half a cup of rock and rye
Farewell to you old southern skies
I'm on my way, on my way...
Across the Rio Grand-eo
Across the lazy river
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Thanks Babs & thanks Grateful Dead
So many too many, what a gift, but a few favs--thanks, Babs.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's just a box of rain
I don't know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
Or leave it if you dare
Test me, test me
Why don't you arrest me?
Throw me in the jail house
Until the sun goes down
Till it go down
Busted, down on Bourbon Street
Set up, like a bowlin' pin
Knocked down
It get's to wearin' thin
They just won't let you be
You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel
Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down
I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin'
Get out of the door and light out and look all around
Jack Straw from Wichita
Cut his buddy down
Dug for him a shallow grave
And laid his body down
Half a mile from Tucson
By the morning light
One man gone and another to go
My old buddy, you're moving much
Too slow
Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night:
The first one's named sweet Anne Marie, and she's my heart's delight
The second one is prison, babe, and the sheriff's on my trail
And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail
Bobby gets the last word today, though:
Fare-thee-well now
Let your life proceed by its own design
Nothing to tell now
Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
My time coming any day, don't worry 'bout me, no
ReplyDeleteGonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
Seems so long I felt this way, and time sure passin' slow
My time coming any day, don't worry 'bout me, no
Ever hear Burning Spear's version?
DeleteYah - love that version
DeleteWater bright as the sky from which it came
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We will not speak but stand inside the rain
And listen to the thunder shout "I am! I am! I am! I am!"
Tumble-down shack in Bigfoot County
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Delilah Jones went to meet her god
And the old man never was the same again
Daddy made whisky and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
I cut hick'ry just to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and you're ready to kill
D in California
this has the makings of a damn fine guitar pull, y'all...
ReplyDeleteBeen there, done that. Don't know how many times we played Truckin', Friend of the Devil & Mama Tried around various campfires & back porches!
DeleteLinks
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https://workupload.com/file/dB3LUf6yMkX
Part 2
https://workupload.com/file/s4vBbawzSre
Part 3
https://workupload.com/file/D8ZgP9mZy8Y
Gonna plant a weeping willow
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Sing a lullaby beside the water
Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll
Fare you well, fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul