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Uncle John August-2010 How Sweet It Is (To Be Loved By You) Brokedown Palace > Row Jimmy > Tangled Up in Blue > Goin' Down The Road > Tore Up Over You > Box Of Rain
Mystery Rivers Jam > Playin' In The Band > Standing On the Moon > Death Is Not The End > Midnight Moonlight > Johnny B. Goode Encore Your Eyes
31-7-10 City Of Gold > My Sisters & Brothers > River Of Light > Cumberland Blues > Sugar Magnolia > Sunshine Daydream
Me & Bobby McGee > Goin' Down The Road > Terrapin Station > Mission In The Rain > Attics Of My Life Midnight Moonlight Box Of Rain Encore Dear Prudence > Franklin's Tower > Mr. Tambourine Man
YOUR EYES Words and Music by Uncle John
Walking by the seashore Discover what you’re here for Come together as our hearts see We’re in the groove singing free I miss your voice I miss your music I miss you like I do I wish as I watch the stars at night For this dream of mine to come true I look into many eyes yet none shine like you Like the star you are With your secret songs Built-in guitar I wonder where you are Like the sun in you With wind and light On the shore under the moon tonight Like a circle come complete In the canyon your sound so bright Stars of inspiration help me write
Your eyes are full of life and light Of the universe every night Walking by the seashore Discover what you're here for You show me like you do On the day love is born All your heart can see No one’s ever loved anybody In the way God loves you and me
MY SISTERS AND BROTHERS Words and Music by Charles Johnson
I wanna say to my sisters and my brothers Keep the faith When the storm flies and the wind blows Go at a steady pace When the battle is fought and the victories won We can all shout together We have overcome We'll talk to the Father and the Son When we make it to the Promised Land
We walk together little children We don't ever have to worry Through this world of trouble We've got to love one another Then let's take a fellow man by the hand Try to help him to understand We can all be together forever and ever When we make it to the Promised land
Oh Bar-ba-rians thou shalt not be afraid Of the terror by night Or the arrow that flies by day Nor for the pestilence that walketh in the darkness Nor for the destruction That waits in the noon-day hour
We walk together little children We don't ever have to worry Through this world of trouble We've got to love one another Then let's take a fellow man by the hand Try to help him to understand We can all be together forever and ever When we make it to the Promised land
This world is not our home We're only passing through Our train is all made up Way beyond the blue Let us do the very best that we can While we're traveling through this land We can all be together shakin' our hand When we make it to the Promised Land
When we make it to the Promised Land Make it to the Promised Land We make it to the Promised Land Make it to the Promised Land When we make it to the Promised Land Make it to the Promised Land We can all be together forever and ever When we make it to the Promised Land
MIDNIGHT MOONLIGHT Words and Music by Peter Rowan
If you ever feel lonesome And you're down in San Antone Beg steal or borrow two nickels or a dime To call me on the phone I'll meet you at Alamo Mission Where we can say our prayers The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us As we kneel there
In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight
If you ever feel sorrow For the deeds you have done With no hope for tomorrow In the setting of the sun And the ocean is howling For the things that might have been And that last good morning sunrise will be The brightest you've ever seen
In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight
If you ever feel lonesome And you're down in San Antone Beg steal or borrow two nickels or a dime To call me on the phone I'll meet you at Alamo Mission Where we can say our prayers The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us As we kneel there
In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight
FROM THE HEART OF ME Lyrics & Music by Donna Jean Godchaux
Voices slide down off the mountain
To be safe and warm
All I have from the heart of you
Love calls echo in the valley And shining
Shining for you and me Is safe and warm
In your arms From the heart of me Is the heart of you
A heart of truth
From the heart of me From the heart of me
TERRAPIN LIGHT by Uncle John
Out of the darkness Into the light Taking a stroll In the day moonlight Feeling a change Lingering in the air Lets the light shine Shown you really care In the night time Get your rest with peace And sweet dream When the morning comes Your life is moving like a stream Let your past go Your memories you care about you share The wind moves with the air Let your rain bows And your sun glow As the frost governs what you wear But it ain't that way in Paradise By the way In the shadows and the shade And the great hideaway Stirs the transformation coming Yesterdays's gone Awake our hearts again are smiling Guardian angels on the bridge All along the watch and ridge Slowly breaks the night with the dawn The bird with a song Blowing of the horn of the ram Altogether gather in a terrapin jam Inspirations moves me bright The stars with light The songs with hope and color The joys of the season in the air Helping because we care There to share Be true and fair Cast out the sleet of despair When the horses run at night And the animals cry in fright Your rehearsal with full light Feeds back the sound bite Life is a balance Of freedom and locks Time is ringing Bells and clocks Mountains share The trees and rocks Water runs Upstream to docks Where there are terrapins dancing To the jams Past the slough of dams As the night breaks Slowly moving waits The dawn wakes The birds sing The bells ring The light rises In colorful streams From sweet peaceful dreams If I could sing you to sleep tonight In a rocking chair where you can hold on tight Safe and secure moving toward light Let the peace of love reign within you tonight
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Review by John Patenaude Bob Dylan has a providential call to write, play music, sing and dance. In his best-selling book, CHRONICLES, Volume One, he shows he has the same creative spark, the wordsmith ability that no one can duplicate, that he had four decades ago. Every show he plays is distinct, with a different audience, diverse songs, unique to every experience. Rochester, New York is a new location for me, but Dylan is like the sun that comes peeking from a cloud after a rainstorm, a source of inspiration. Even the deaf have an ear to hear what the spirit says tonight. Adam Williams (manager for Uncle John) and I are in Rochester to see Bob Dylan and Adam’s girl, Marie. Rochester is on the border of Lake Ontario, the third largest city in New York state, home of the Kodak camera, and the singing Chickadee, a distinctive looking bird who communicates by its call, and relays a specific message in its own language. It can sound the alarm to the flock, relay information, and recognizes an individual or a particular flock. Rochester is home to one of the largest deaf populations in the country. There are street signs alerting drivers to where deaf children play. There are schools that teach in sign language, from kindergarten through college, and the only technical college for the deaf in the country is at Rochester Institute of Technology, and this is where Dylan's show is tonight. Joining the five band members on stage is someone to sign the show, a girl with headphones who interprets all of Dylan's lyrics tonight. The deaf people come to experience the vibrations of each song, and are treated to a passionate presentation of Dylan's lyrics live. It's a cold and clear autumn night, a new moon on a Saturday night. We're in Gordon Field House, a new gymnasium and comfortable setting for the concert. There are no pay phones, and there is no alcohol here. It’s a breath of fresh air. This is the first Dylan show I been to where people are allowed to bring cameras and take pictures. Adam and I discuss whether the girl signing can hear all of Dylan's words singing in her headphones, or if the lyrics are on a monitor she can see. I suggest she can hear him much better than we can and knows many if not all of the songs by heart. I don't think Dylan comes to the show with five hundred songs in his pocket, though some people might think that. The hatful he does carry he rehearses and plays well. Adam points out the sound arrangement for the show, how the speakers are arched and suspended in the air to deflect the warehouse ceiling and create a real good system and positive sound for a basketball gym. Adam wonders if those are beads of sweat on Dylan's face or a reflection from sequins on his shirt. "Visions of Johanna" is a real treat. Bob loves the song "Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum", based on characters from an old folk tale and story. I was listening to my parents’ radio station play songs from the thirties and forties, and one that caught my ear was a song about 'Tweedle Dee', and I heard the song with new ears tonight. Have you read the lyrics and listened for the phrase? The acoustic songs he did tonight ("Po' Boy", "Girl of the North Country" & "Ballad of Hollis Brown") are gems. The closers, "Standing In The Doorway", watching the interpreter give his lyrics a new meaning, and "Summer Days", brings out the best. When Dylan emerges from backstage, he's hatless for the first time I see tonight, and his pompadour is prominent. He puts his hat back on and launches into "Like a Rolling Stone", the original version. "All Along the Watchtower" is extraordinary. Adam and I listened to the Jimi Hendrix adaptation earlier on the radio, and Dylan's rendering is better. It's the distinctive reverberation of the music playing. This song is a favorite among musicians because it's easy to perform and works on sound intensity. We went to see Marie at her parents who are both deaf. Marie, her brother and sister can all hear. Marie never heard of Bob Dylan. She says she first listened to a radio at ten because there were none in her house, and there is a fresh and melodious charm about her. The deaf folks are deliberate, assertive, sensitive and intelligent. Marie tells us her parents read the Bible for two hours every night. As is written, "Eye has not seen nor ear heard, not entered into the heart or conceived by the mind, what has been prepared for those who love God." The girl who is signing/interpreting Bob's lyrics speaks with deliberate hands, Dylan in her ears. She is like the Chickadee, relaying information, communicating in a special language, identifying with each other, distinctive looking, and transcribing lyrical singing, which transforms into her acting out the message. Oh what a special night! We have the singer, the song and the interpretation/translation. As soon as Dylan leaves the stage, someone is literally at his ear, & walks with him towards the exit. Bob stops at a computer, & stands there a few minutes & then leaves, with his hat still on. 'Mr. Dylan has left the building' cues the lights on.
in the works: Painting Songs Space > Starlight Jam >Scarlet Begonias > Mystery Rivers > Jamboree Jam > Silver Mine Orange Sunshine Baby Blue Misty Grey Purple Sage Red Rocks Pink Tulips Green Apple Yellow Moon Brown Eyes Olive Tree Rainbow Sky Picture You SONGS BY UNCLE JOHN except "Scarlet Begonias" by Robert Hunter & Jerry Garcia "Yellow Moon" by Robert Hunter "Rainbow Sky" by Uncle John & Tobey Stein & City Of Gold written by Bob Dylan Arrangement by Jerry Garcia & Bob Dylan Vocals by Uncle John recorded Live @ Sweetwater, Mill Valley, California October 16, 2000
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