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The planet Mercury, closest to the sun,  is retrograde three times a year. This means at certain points on Mercury’s surface, an observer would be able to see the Sun rise part way, then reverse and set before rising again, all within the same day. This apparent retrograde motion of the Sun occurs because Mercury’s angular orbital speed exceeds its rotational velocity. Mercury’s elliptical orbit is further from circular than that of any other planet in our solar system, resulting in substantially higher orbital speed near perihelion (when it’s closest to the sun). This astronomic effect affects our magnetic fields. We notice with regularity how it impedes technological stuff: computer crashes, cell phone glitches, cable out,  irregularities, and especially, communications are all affected during this time.

This weakness in our magnetic field is reversed  when Mercury goes direct!

Next year´s election is Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Mercury retrograde October 16 - November 2, 2020



All you need is Love

All you need is love May heard
She was named for her grandmother
From a tree of love
She winks
and the brightness in her eyes

All we need is love, parents
Emerald eyes
She helps me
To overcome my weakness
With determination and patience
To overcome my lust that can be a distraction for us
Too slow I am she teaches me to be quick and fast
With inspiration to create
She motivates me
To overcome shyness by being independent in a very youthful mind
¨ Old man looks at my life, I look a lot like you were ¨

He wore a tiger eye ring on tiger island
She was from the emerald city
They were in her homeland of inspiration
Where we learn real values ​​are more important than popularity

I learn to sing and she starts listening
All we need is to love the mariachis sing
Hummingbird hum
Clouds discover the sun

If I wear a gold charro suit
and serenade the lady
On your balcony
Will she throw me flowers?
He asks

You know I need you
Read me as I read you
In the library of your heart book
Poems of love that make your look

The most abundant color in nature is green
More than any other color seen

Her green eyes are round, mysterious, rare, with a sense of clarity that renews my mind by exploring her soul rejuvenating my life where I never feel old

Extraordinary love
Looking at life through her emerald eyes ensure
All I feel is love
It's about pleasing her

All you need is Love
 The heart of a father

Father of creation speaks from above
Everything God gives us is good and shows us love
I see your heart when I look in your eyes
I like listening to you and watching the sun rise
Go to the Holy Spirit and pray
F-R-E-E he writes with his fingers and full of the Holy Spirit way
The word of the Lord comes upon you today
Call you to a greater purpose
The Lord says to the full extent
A deeper understanding, a richer vision
Heart that awakens hidden celestial treasure

Father you have the weather at your command
The keys in your hand
Threading through the eye of the needle
On camel rock
The book of life unlocks

God, I thank you for giving me the heart of a father
Lord, I thank you for the endless love that you begin
You give me air and inspiration in the burning light of your Spirit
Singing praises in my heart establishes love inside

May God be born like us
His mother had to be full of grace
She had to be filled with the Holy Spirit of God
As the light of the son shines in her face

The heart rejoices in the Lord and listens
The father's heart perseveres, protects and covers
Blessings in the way of life that raises love
It encourages us to change to renew the mind and wake up
Raising the expectation
The heart is full of attitudes and needs
The help of the Holy Spirit in the breeze
Who wakes us up and lights up ideas to complete
Dispelling illusions
The estimable girlfriend as a whole
In the mind of Christ
The only teacher in his class
Opening your eyes, take a look at the soul
The heart to be whole
Who looks for the heart knows it and hears it
What is the mind of the Spirit?

All you need is love and a yellow submarine

You can draw yourself inside a scene
In a yellow submarine
In a sea of ​​green
Where children have fun and nobody acting like a bully

I see the pond on the shore
froggy frog
the water lanterns
froggy frog
your green emerald body
froggy frog
With black silk spots

You can draw a cool and chill ride
With a smile that you can not hide
The road is narrow
But the bridge is wide
You do not have to do it because someone else does it

We are under the stars in a sea of ​​green
In the story and not the dream
In his eyes where his love shines
Rose purple and tangerine
Great clouds and a time machine
The lonely heart club band
All they need is love and a yellow submarine
Everything in the mind that you know we call it a running stream
She loves you, yes, yes, my sun, shine, reverie

The coolest place to be is inside a yellow submarine
Brought to a sea of ​​green
On a boat zoomed under a moonbeam
With my mom, queen
Sincere hot supreme
and her eye on me
Mine in her kitchen
She looks at the frog, little frog and mermaid in the middle
All you need is love and a yellow submarine

Todo lo que necesitas es amor y un submarino amarillo





¨You don´t know what you´re asking ¨ Jerry Garcia says to me.

It was like I was asking for my own parking space at Terrapin Crossroads.

Peter Coyote brings back this memory of Jerry.

He´s in the San Rafael Theatre watching a documentary about Ramblin´Jack Elliott , the cowboy poet and his life on the water, and love for sailing, and Peter is seated on the end of the row across the aisle close to where I was. Ramblin´Jack is sitting behind him.

Peter turns and offers advice to writers. He is wise in his words and ways. He says ¨Don´t discount obscuring your biography. When you have success and people read about you, then come up to you convinced they know you, or everything about you¨

It´s better to think ahead, he says.

 Do you have any idea what it would be like for me if I granted your request?¨ Jerry Garcia asks me.

¨People would be coming up to me everywhere for the rest of my life asking ....¨

The same with the parking spaces at Terrapin Crossroads. If they reserve one for one loyal fan, then they will have to reserve a space for all the loyal fans. And then there´s no parking space left for the people coming for dinner at the restaurant.


There´s a scene in the movie with Bob Weir and Ramblin´Jack on stage, and Bobby is so annoyed at a fan who keeps escalating his volume and is a major distraction to the show. Bobby always speaks freely about this. Why do people come to listen and then talk, talk, talk?



  Among Ramblin´Jack the Wizard´s pearls of wisdom , he says, ¨When I get to middle age, I going to take up fishing¨+


What was it you asked, somebody asks.

I asked Jerry if he would deadicate a song for me.

¨No!¨ Garcia says emphatically.

There are times around the Grateful Dead where it gets so quiet.


Peter Rowan is here at the theatre tonight watching the  Ramblin´Jack documentary. I saw him last Saturday night

playing with his band The Mexican Free Air force at Terrapin Crossroads It was one of the best shows I´ve seen in the past year, a Spanish serenade. He´s a troubadour playing with the heart of a mariachi courtship. I remember him younger play with Jerry Garcia in a bluegrass band Old and In The Way.  Peter had a big influence on me when  I went to Mexico and wrote songs for the play Raindance. His music and the musicians he played with influenced me to take up singing. I never really was a guitar player but I have a true fondness for singing. I love the borderland songs he does and his way with music.

Rambling on, Peter Rowan´s gilded charro suit reminds me of the Grateful Dead´s sequin jackets. I remember Stinson Beach because one day I´m in a grocery store there and I notice this bum. There weren´t homeless people back then, and we called them hobos or bums. He has long hair and his clothes are torn with holes and his sneakers have no shoelaces! I knew they loved wine and I bought a bottle and approached him.

¨No thanks, I´m working tonight.¨ he says to me. OMG, it´s Keith Godchaux of the Grateful Dead! I introduce myself and Keith asks me if I want to come to his home, just up the hill. There he shows me his sequin New Riders of the Purple Sage-like jacket. I told him I had sewn sequin art on my white sports coat. I was teaching high school poetry in San Francisco and one of my students showed me how to sew.

I was sitting on the couch with Keith, the Grateful Dead's keyboardist, while his wife Donna was putting their child, Zion,  to bed. This is a quiet time that is more peaceful than any other. Suddenly Donna starts singing "Sweet, sweet baby, light of my life, Angel, angel, shining bright, I'll sing a lullaby and goodnight to my sweet, sweet baby" The world stops and we listen. There wasn't any other sound in the whole seaside town that night. Her voice echoed everywhere, heavenly it is.

There's a sweetness here with Jack tonight. In the film we hear one of the best examples of yodeling ever. I loved Jack when he played in Bob Dylan's "Rolling Thunder Revue", and how the cowboy poet and singer who learned personally from Woody Guthrie, influences Bob Weir's style much like Merle Haggard.

I was on the streets of San Francisco when I heard the Grateful Dead's other keyboard player, Pigpen, had just passed away and was told Jerry Garcia would be in Berkeley that night. I was at a low point in my life too, recovering from extremes, doing way too much drugs. I went to Berkeley and Jerry was there with Peter Rowan and David Grisman and John Kahn and I stood right next to Jerry as he played the banjo. He stopped and took off his glasses and let me gaze into his eyes and I saw all the worlds he had been to, a vision like no other in my life, true stars and light years within, and he gazed into my lower darkness and illuminated my world. Everything changed that night and I realized he understood life with empathetic compassion, gentle true wisdom, his ability to love, his strength. His courage and inspiration helped me to move forward then and not look back. I was on my knees that night, grateful, sober, straight, in the dark but confident we are able to survive, and it's all a long story about love, ramblin´on.


Wolf Company


Related image¨I have a message for you from Jerry¨Rock Scully tells me.

We´re backstage at the Old Waldorf in San Francisco and we sit down in a booth with Warren Zevon. Warren is a small man, quiet, watchful, intense, and he is sober tonight. There is a large unattended bar next to us , kind of like a trophy, no bartender, no drinking, and Rock, the way he´s dressed  looks just like a wolf, reminding me that Warren is the author of ¨Werewolves of London¨, and across the room from us is  Wolfgang, that´s what his mom called him. We know him as Bill Graham, the premier impresario and theatrical producer. This is Bill´s classy nightclub holding about six hundred people, and his liason with creative artists and talented big name performers  enabled them to play in front of small audiences in an intimate atmosphere. Warren Zevon´s show tonight is spectacular.

I´ll send Jerry a letter, I tell Rock, and I´ll see Garcia at his show Saturday night. The first time I meet Rock, the road manager for the Grateful Dead, is in an elevator in New York City on his birthday and he agreed to act as a go between me and Jerry.

The wolf does more than howl to communicate. They whimper and whine, growl and bark, yelp and snarl, smell, about 100 times stronger than our ability , as is their hearing and sight. They are strong with sharp teeth, and they fear humans and tigers, but humans are not their enemies and they will not attack unless provoked or threatened. The wolves can be our brothers, protectors, workers and lovers as their mates and mothers feed their babies with milk.

I was working as a security guard at the Sheraton Hotel on Wolf Road in Albany, New York. The bar closed and patrons returned to their rooms. Soon after, the front desk was getting calls and complaints of a noisy disturbance in the pool area and the front desk clerk calls me and we both go down to investigate. We find professional wrestler Randy Savage drunk and loudly disturbing the guests. Randy looks at us in a menacing way. He´s a champion wrestler, the reigning WWF King of the Ring. ¨You´re not going to let him kill us, are you John?¨ He was genuinely terrified. Savage comes over and he´s not a big man but he has big arms and he lifts them over my head and stands real close to me as I calmly tell him he has to be quiet and go back to his room. The clerk behind me says, ¨He´s going to throw you in the pool¨ I knew Randy was a professional with a contract, and no matter how drunk he is, he´s not going to attack the guard in the hotel and I firmly stood my ground. He retreated quietly to his room.

These wolves come to play, prancing with their fingers, happily and causing others to dance merrily, rump in the air and bushy tail wagging.

Climbing stairs and listening to Warren Zevon, his piano and vocals blasting out ¨When Johnny Strikes Up The Band¨. The notes keep escalating on the stairway, his voice energizing as an angel´s lifting us as the crowd is eating, drinking, dancing and merrily living life like a dream.




All Along The Watchtower






Tribute to the sun and the sea
Tribute to the sand and the wind
Talking about you and me
Getting back together again
And again and again

Ten years to make them sailors
Twenty to bring them home
And all the time in between
Where they belong

Burning a trail to your door
You don't have ever have to worry no more no more no more enough no more
Let all your burdens fly on by
And come with me up on high
Like a star shining bright
In the night
With the light

Hoist a flag boy atop your ship
We'll take a trip beyond the Mississipp
With all that time
Invested in you
Like a dream coming through
Coming true
Awakening you
Arousing you
Awakening you

Tribute to the sun and the sea
Tribute to the sand and the wind
Talking about you and me
Getting back together again
And again and again



Call the day of the rainbow
Flame in the rainbow morning
Call in the morning of the rainbow rain
Flame in the morning of the great rainbow

Greetings with grace
Looking for God´s face
It is within sight of the eye
That puts a bow in the cloud band of colors in the sky

I am a rambler for the trade that travels around
Wind in my back circling south
Buried some words deep in the sand
River runs flowing over the land

How many times should we go through this again?
Know that our love will heal us again
And make us brave,
bold and new
Singing, with mariachi dinner gentlemen

Sit with the sunset next to the moon
With your favorite color of a flower in bloom
Count all the hours listening to tunes
& Image paradise built on a dune

The treasure of sierra
It is not on earth
Not in the cloud
Not in the crowd
It is not made of wall
The voice of the trumpets call
To a river of life
A celestial current
Of conscious awareness
For all the redeemed
The signs follow the vision

On the blue mountain
The treasure they saw
It is not stuck in time to be found
Then for a quick moment it will pass
But the immortal river within us will last

Faith in the future that you can not deny
There is something more here than you can explain
Back to the serenade, yes, you'll manage
And call in the rainbow morning
Flame in the rainbow morning
Call in the morning of the rainbow rain
Flame in the morning of the great rainbow



@ Saratoga Performing Arts Center, Saratoga Springs, New York

June 20, 2017

Rainbow during Dead & Company's performance of "Looks Like Rain"




Letras y Música por Uncle John
Traducción de Tania Carrasco

desde la obra de teatro "RAINDANCE"

escrito en Mexico

Born in the American hills
 Raised in a desert cave
It was not until he was twenty-one
He met Jesus and was saved
He can move like a mountain lion
 Smells like a bear for snakes
Sundance is so daring and strange
 As he is strong and brave

He has half a diamond for an eye
And an eagle to guide his way
And he lived ten years inside the city
And he learned the city way
He had a love for the game
A taste for whiskey
A weakness for pretty women
But he could not understand the cruelty
To lock up so many people inside prisons
He is a man who loves his freedom

He took a simple stone
And at night it would shine
Reflecting on the city
Illuminated the road in the sky
They say he has ten thousand brothers
And all of them believing men
And ten thousand sisters
And many children

He has vision for a river of time
Who can stop the rain at will?
When you find him, he can make it rhyme
And go even better still
Walk within the cities teaching ecology
He painted a rose for a masterpiece
And helps the blind to see

He had a love for the game
A taste for whiskey
A weakness for pretty women
But he could not understand the cruelty
To lock up so many people inside prisons
He is a man who loves his freedom

Sundance is smart
And a man with many faces
But he did not risk holding
Aces on aces
Now some say he is a prophet
And some only one man
But I know him as a friend of Jesus
And a child from the desert sand
 How can the most advanced
Civilization of all times
be so far behind
to be so far behind?

Now Sundance is among you
Who helps the four-winged beast to fly?
Those who live to see
Half diamond for an eye
They have seen golden rain fall from the sky
Golden shower of the sky
Gold from the sky
Gold of heaven!





"they Love Each Other
Lord, You can see it's true"

Para Maria y Jeramy

Una pareja romantica especial

When we translated this song "They Love Each Other" from English to Spanish the first word "Merry" translated to "Maria"
It was a "Maria Navidad" when Maria & Jeramy became engaged on Christmas Day.


sE aman

María corriendo, navegando arriba y abajo,

Estas buscando una oportunidad con direción?

Lo tengo desde la parte superior,

no puedes detenerte,

Tú sabes que hicieron una buena conexión


Se aman,

 Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

 Señor, puedes ver que es verdad


Él podía pasar su tiempo alrededor de otra línea

Pero sabes que elegio este lugar a su lado

No se deje a su manera, no hay nada que puedas decir,

nada que necesite agregar o hacer


Se aman,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

 Señor, puedes ver que es verdad


Es nada, explican, es como un tren diésel,

Sera mejor no estar allí cuando rueda, otra vez,

Y cuando llega ese tren, uno se pregunta dónde ha estado

Hay que intentar ver un poco más lejos


Se aman,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad,

Señor, puedes ver que es verdad

Canción de Grateful Dead

Robert Hunter, Jerry Garcia
Translation: Tania Carrasco, John Patenaude
Performed live in Spanish @
 Terrapin Crossroads 12/26/2018
Vocals, Uncle John
Guitars, Ross James & Alex Koford (Terrapin Family Band)
Keyboards, Jason Crosby (Terrapin Family Band)
Bass, Brian Hasrap (Casual Coalition)
Drums, Danny Luehring (Casual Coalition)


Videos to be posted



Poetry for KIDS in English & Spanish




Robert Hunter, Jerry Garcia
Performed live @
 Terrapin Crossroads, San Rafael, California
Vocals, Uncle John
MUSICIANs: PHIL LESH, GRAHAME LESH. Ross James & Alex Koford (Terrapin Family Band)














InSight Mission To MARS Landing November 26, 2018




Ten story poems

1. Mercury Retrograde

2. From Saturn to Mars
3. Who has blue China cat eyes Neptune?
4. Ruby ​​eyes Uranus
5. Red Eye to Mars
6. Standing on the Moon
7. Red Rocks of Venus
8. Here comes the Sun
9. Emerald eyes of Jupiter
10. Café eyes Earth rain

1. Mercury Retrograde

Art Work: Michael Waters


One night I was in Terrapin when the electricity in San Rafael was cut off and everything went dark. I go out and see the crescent moon in the northwest and a bright planet surrounded by the faint stars of sunset

To my left there are glass windows that look towards Terrapin Crossroads
Dining room where there is a wide variety of candle lights on this blackout night
To my right is the canal below the Yacht Club where the water is waving
There's the noise of the crowd inside while I sing Terrapin station

"Inspiration moves me brilliantly
Illuminate the song with meaning and color
Drive away despair
More than this I will not ask
Facing dark and vast mysteries
The statements seem futile at last
Some climb some fall some climb to get to Terrapin

Standing in the reflection of the glow of candlelight
Jill Lesh passes me outdoors while I watch Venus, listening to the water wave and I'm singing out loud

Counting stars by candlelight
All are faint but one is bright
The spiral light of Venus
Getting up first and shining the best

With Venus in the sky, the musicians take the stage, with acoustic guitars and many large candles. They face the unique challenge of singing in a bar with a large crowd hoping to be heard. People respond from their hearts and someone exclaims: "Just when we thought we could not improve, we get an acoustic performance by candlelight
How blessed are we? "

They give us a very special night. There is silence in the room by candlelight when the musicians use their voices as instruments to echo the sounds. It is a quiet audience that loves every minute here and often joins the choir to sing.

"And I know we'll be there soon
Terrapin - I can not understand
Terrapin - whether it is an end or the beginning
Terrapin - but the train has its brakes on
And the whistle is shouting: Terrapin "

Jill sits on the stairs listening to her husband Phil play "Visions of Johanna" by Bob Dylan about the great blackout of the Northeast and John K sings with conviction in the passion that is happening now

"Is not it like night playing tricks when you try to be so quiet?
We sit stranded here, although we are all doing our best to deny it "

 The Grateful Dead sound of Phil Lesh is healthy, intuitive, full of the unexpected, without anticipation, filling the void of empty spaces and nests with a spontaneous melody prepared in time that illuminates our hearts in the darkness with the light of his love

I'm in the third row and everyone is standing and I'm running up and down on the benches. "One way or another", the band sings again and again

"One way or another
This darkness got to give"

My God, you are a virgin!
"No, you are the virgin" says Emerald Eyes
"You've never seen Star Wars
These children know more than you "

I know there is a Dark Invader,

Emerald eyes turn towards me with her eyes of red green light and she puts on her sunglasses
"Here comes the sun," she says.

 Chapter 8 - Here Comes The Sun

Here Comes The Sun


he invisible man is standing before the window in sight
Of the blue mountain and the only thing that remains
It will never be the same
He is holding a box of rain
 and he told me:

"I mean, who do you think will believe it when you tell them you have the keys to the rain?"

I know you're the master and I have the hand of the servant
Together through tears and laughter chasing the promised land
Now I cling to what I understand
A woman is truly magnificent
Since I'm just a man

She was wearing cat sunglasses, pure blue hearts
I can see the blue!
Who are you, blue eyes?
"I have café eyes," she says

Only you can make it rain on a clear day
Only you inspire my heart to share what you have to say
You only have the key to unscrew the lock
And gather all the girls get together to hear us talk


Related image
10. Café eyes Earth rain Part 1

I was waking up from a long sleep
And it felt like days
With puzzles to put my mind in order
Reading books without borders
Now I remember why I am amazed
All I can see in my mind is her café eyes

There is a song playing on the radio
Or maybe it is a Broadway show
Or take out and walk
Find what you know
I can remember a lot about her
How can I forget it?

There is a cat in the window
Looking to see who drives that car
There is a song about love
Under the stairs, near the top and far

Is that a crack in time?
Is that magic yours or mine?
Today we let the sun shine
There is a simple twist of fate since you insist

Under the bell
With you for the good
Can you teach me how to spell
Shut the fool up

Every heart here we touch
We all care so much
We are under the wings of the Lord his protection
Your plan points to a connection

You are the only one like you
That can touch my heart like you do
Oh baby plays in your pen
Up with wisdom beyond the wind

Boomerang the song that I sang
They love each other, Lord we can see that it is true
I'll play another song for you
Beyond desire, birds fly higher
To see the waterfalls in my mind
Oh honey, you lead me to be kind

"Are women, smarter"?
I ask Emerald Eyes
She takes off her glasses
 The green of Mother Nature is reflected in her eyes
"That's right!" she says

Café eyes Earth rain Part 2

Related image

Café eye earth rain
Sunflower in an April shower
Love is where you started
The love of man was in the arms of your mother

They look at each other
Take care of each other
My love is like a brother

Café Eyes
Who shows me her soul
Who saved mine
And it made me complete

And her sister who saved me again
Put a smile on my face
She became my teacher and freed me
To show me colors
Learn to talk and see
Listen and smell
When I approach this close
To feel the heat of her body
To see in her heart
Reflecting on her beauty her face
Her hair
And her grace

Café Eyes
I can dance for you
Recite poetry and sing too.
I can jump on the moon for you
Spend the night in a hotel on Mars
Just to hear you sing
Or whisper in my ear again
Holy love
Mysterious love
The platonic love that we have is true
Influential energy
For you for the gentleman
For me and for her and for them
Even though we said goodbye
We know that something here will surely last
Something about you exciting
Enthusiastic in a world that turns very fast
You can use your powers to do good
Maintain a clean and safe neighborhood
You will return to your land
Where the sky will rain fish

Flying Fish
That can make your wish come true

Café eyes Earth rain Part 3


You look in the eyes of love
You see all love lessons
Remember the language of love
I look in your café eyes
To see how she identifies
In the way she responds

She is like the sister of God
Who embraces everything good
To understand and know love
Hard work and your neighborhood

Oh, the power of love can be full of vanity
 The power to make fun
 and the power to please
The power to maintain our sanity

Just the way she opens and walks through the door
I show her the moon and I promise that she will not be bored
She starts to laugh and says that she has already heard everything before

She is very funny
She helps me with my work
We take a break and play
And laugh a little more
She laughs so hard
She is on the floor
I look at her cleavage
As she kneels on all fours
She says it's not the first time
She has been with guys like me before

As everyone calls her beautiful
While they greet her in their pants
She was made for love
Words in letters of romance
A bird of paradise without price
spectacular exotic do not think twice
She knows when my heart is on fire
She comes and brings me ice
I'm alone with her in the kitchen
She smiles and smells so nice
I see her eating salad
Fantasize feeding her in bed
I wish I had the courage
To tell you what's in my head

She is the wettest love I've seen
The other is the hottest in a romantic dream
Hey, make me come and put on my jeans
The love of God never stops sharing love
And in the end
When greed loses
 True love is found in forgiveness
I love the drama lessons in her café eyes



by Uncle John / Spanish Editor: Tania Carrasco


1.         I Saw Her Standing There

2.        All My Lovin´

3.       All You Need Is Love

4.      From Me To You

5.       Emerald Eyes

6.      Dear Prudence

7.        I Want To Hold Your Hand

8.       Yellow Submarine

P.S. I Love You

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Bob Weir & Phil Lesh 

Image result for Franklin's tower images


@Terrapin Crossroads, 4/7/2018


Lyrics by Robert Hunter


The day the constitution became a metaphor
I was laying tile on my lady's kitchen floor
A lot of troubled thoughts ran through my mind
But I kept laying tile in the same straight line

Where were you the eleventh of November?
I was in the bathtub sleeping off a bender
A double shot of hell and freedom in a blender
How can I forget what I really can't remember?

The trumpets of the ocean howl, let them roar
Let them wail, let them soar
Thunder in the belly of the whale never more

The day that Elvis died I was driving in my ride
A friend in a Ford waved me over to the side
Said "I just heard the news on the radio"
I said "are you sure?" she said "I don't know"

Walk a crooked mile, hell, you might as well walk ten
Meet your old self coming round the corner of a bend
Nothing new here, why should we pretend?
The trumpets of the ocean in a broken-hearted blend

The trumpets in the midnight, trumpets in the dawn
Trumpets of the queen's rook, trumpets of the pawn
Trumpets in the stratosphere, trumpets of the rock
The trumpets of the sky boat, sailing into dock

Trumpets of the backbone, trumpets in the air
Trumpets of the black lace ribbon in your hair
The trumpets in the undertow rock you off to sleep
We'll fall in love tomorrow, Juanita, don't you weep

The trumpets of the ocean howl, let them roar
Let them wail, let them soar
Thunder in the belly of the whale never more




John Perry Barlow @ Bar Cross Ranch

I ask John Perry Barlow, who writes songs for Bob Weir and the Grateful Dead, what the secret to success in songwriting is, and he tells me it begins with a certain formula he shares with me and says “You can do it, John”.

"Why are you here?"

"I come to take these children home to California from New York, and thank you for the opportunity to see you as we’re passing through Wyoming so I can ask you 'Where's Heaven'?"

"If you want to go for a ride, I'll show you as close as we can get."


We climb into John Barlow’s Cadillac and take a tour of the ranch.  John brings us riders on the old trails sharing his many thoughts. The views overlooking the Wind River Mountain range are spectacular and John points out we’re seeing about 7000 acres, less than half of Bar Cross Ranch. We’re in a remote paradise in the northern wilderness of Wyoming. “It’s a state”, John points out “last in the alphabet, and a lot of things, where you’ll find the last of the old west and best of the new.”  

We talk about “Terrapin, the space between the dark of night and the dawn of day”.

We’re in thick cloudy fog now. John asks me if I have read any of William Blake’s poetry. I said yes, I know some of his poems. John Perry talks about the visionary and pastoral poet. He stops the car. We’re here, and we’re able to stick our heads above the clouds. It reminds me of the time it was raining on one side of the street and dry on the other. Nothing’s happening, but we’re here. It is different, peaceful, like the most beautiful place I’ve seen on earth it seems to feel at this moment. We're in the heavenly space where the music never stops in our lives, like the wind on the river, it whistles through the pines, an eternal sound, an immortal wind, forever writing in our hearts the memories that take hold, the run of light in the darkness of space, beyond where the great ones gather.


BOB WEIR in front of the Bananas music store in San Rafael, California June 27, 2018

in between gigs with DEAD & COMPANY




To be concluded

Watchin' the river flow

 lookin' to see

 painting a picture

 still as can be

Playin’ with the band

This is not about gossip and ugly rumors, but about the personal side, the spiritual and positive, the witty and wise, and the musical legacyof the Grateful Dead




Playin' In The Band


Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait...

Watching The River Flow

Phil Lesh & Terrapin Family Band

"Playin' In The Band"


From the beginning,

This time






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Why Bob Dylan Won The Nobel Prize


You can call him author & read his book

You can say he’s this great writer or that doctor with the look

You can call him the actor & see him in a movie role

If the artist were a wheel we’d pay to see him roll

He’s the best at what he does whatever that may be

Playin’ the guitar & harp & keys to history

Who can say it better like the wind that blows

He's a bandleader who knows life is like a rose


Students of his comparative literature

Recognize him by the sound of his signature

Beat on the instrument of present communication

Launching poems transformed by rhythm

Into songsheets on the workstation


As we listen to him in our English class

We write with inspiration & wise sass

Bring our poems wherever we go

Motivating us to keep on as we grow

 In the shadow reflect 'n glow

BOB DYLAN @ Capitol Theatre in Port Chester, New York

June 13, 14 & 15, 2017

Watching The River Flow

Phil Lesh & Terrapin Family Band

"Playin' In The Band"

June 1 & 2 Terrapin Crossroads Grate Room, San Rafael, California

June 24, Fox Theatre, Boulder, Colorado

The Rock Collection

June 23, Terrapin Crossroads Grate Room, San Rafael, California

Dead & Company

June 3 & 4 Shoreline Amphitheatre, Mountain View, California

June 20 Saratoga Performing Arts Center, Saratoga Springs, New York

June 30 Wrigley Field, Chicago, Illinois

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In the land where the lily and rose bloom all year time and again

Where God sends his angels to heal the spirits of men

Looking out toward the calm sea and bright star

Dancing then waiting and wondering how you are


Turning a page and letting the loose ends mend

Oh how good to hear but let us not pretend

Let the sun shine be kind the kids said

Pray & listen to the Grateful Dead


Cast him an estimated forerunner, member, conductor and engineer

Triangular guitars and wheels to steer

A giant eye with twenty narrows and seven hills to climb

Brightens up our time

Keeping back in shape

Little made up rhyme

With bandana & cape

Ready before and after the break







"What I want to know

 Where does the time go?"

(Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia)

"Lord, the band kept us so busy, we forgot about the time."

(John Perry Barlow/ Bob Weir)

This work is a contemporary narrative with a musical motif, narrated by the author with personal testimony, and dialogue with  artists, authors, musicians, dancers, singers, poets, songwriters, and stars. This journalistic  odyssey observes the world's most interesting band, whose brilliant creative performances, and individual intellectual insight, provide us with this ostentatious modern day literary account. On the road & at home with the Grateful Dead and their family of bands and musical company, this book records a distinctive recital of spiritual events, revealing a new orchestrated portrait, a sculptured arrangement of golden memories. There is nothing like a Grateful Dead concert! It is a unique and unconventional experience.



Celebrating 50 Years of the Grateful Dead

Levi's Stadium, Santa Clara, California

1st day June 27, 2015

It is early evening in Santa Clara, California, 2015, the first day of the Fare Thee Well shows, and the Grateful Dead take the stage in the twenty-first century for the first time. There is nothing like a Grateful Dead concert! It’s a special, timeless feeling, intuitive moment, unity of spirit, gathering of the souls, grounded in vibration,  with light and sounds to stimulate our senses, balance our emotions, displace our worries and fears, opening the well of inner kindness, smiling in the peace of our moments shared. The band jams into “Truckin” singing five of the hundred verses Robert Hunter wrote with the band on the road.  “Sometimes the light’s all shining on me. Other times I can barely see. Lately, it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it’s been.”


The last days of the Grateful Dead are full of the first. Their sound is distinct, loud and unique. They're not just another rock ‘n roll band playing, but a musical collaraboration of intuitive consciousness, telepathic notes, energetic stimulation, stability,  and balance we interpret in dance and spirit. We all recognize the Grateful Dead and their unique ability to be harmonious, focused, intense, with empathetic  talent in collusion and cooperation, in a maze of transformation that speaks individually and collectively to each member of the audience. 

The first time I hear

"Uncle John's Band" is the first Grateful Dead song I listen to  and I’m instantly and forever changed. This music is mellow, articulate, speaking to all aspects of our lives, and truly making us feel good about ourselves. “Uncle John’s Band” is the first song I hear at the first Grateful Dead show I go to, at the Fillmore East in NYC.

 "Truckin'" is the first Grateful Dead song to climb the song charts. “Uncle John’s Band” follows “Truckin’” here tonight. Then they play Robert Hunter’s first song he wrote for the Grateful Dead, “Alligator” > “Cumberland Blues”, Phil Lesh’s first Grateful Dead song he wrote with Jerry Garcia, and Robert Hunter; Bob Weir first penned “Born Cross-Eyed” > “Cream Puff War”, Jerry Garcia’s first lyric and music song, then one of their first covers,  Noah Lewis' song “Viola Lee Blues”. The band is playing its unique style of the song. Listening to the sweet spirits present I hear Noah playing his harp in the background and Jerry Garcia jamming with the Jubilee band, when suddenly a giant esthetic rainbow appears in the sky, and the crowd is amazed. There’s cloud cover in this time of drought, and a double rainbow appears while the band is still playing the end of its first set. To me this delightful moment is déjà vu. I recall a dream I had that was so real, almost heaven-like, of the Grateful Dead with rainbows and rings and spheres, but disturbing because Jerry was missing from the dream. I realize now the dream was a foreshadowing of this moment. As soon as the set ends, a few drops of rain fall on the crowd. A spectacular sunset follows.  Promoter Bill Graham famously said of the Grateful Dead "They're not the best at what they do, they're the only ones that do what they do."

Bill Graham was the premier impresario and grand marshal of the rock 'n roll industry he helped to define. He produced the best in the profession and his shows were often described as fun. He had a tremendous care for the concerns of his audience and made his venues a comfortable environment  so people could have a good time.  At his shows, we dance among a large crowd in an open auditorium, where the propriety of the people provides the decorum for the show. The ushers here don't intrude on our space or confine folks to their seats. Each show is special. Bill Graham Presents......his favorite band he produces most often is the Grateful Dead. “Good things come to those who wait.”, Bill once said.

The Grateful Dead are the most prolific musicians in history. They have played together performing more songs for more people than any other music combo.

The songs of the Beatles in the sixties liberated us, and the words and music of Bob Dylan understood us and brought revelation, but the sounds of the Grateful Dead, that country folk rock jazzy blues jam beat feel good sound, transforms us.

The crowd here tonight seems to be mostly people who are seeing the Grateful Dead for the first time. Yet they seem to know the band intimately. They know the words to many of the songs. Deadheads across generations!


July 4, 2015 Fare Thee Well tour, Chicago

I'm staying in a hotel in South Chicago next door to Pearl's Place, the restaurant once renowned as the premier jazz & blues  club. Pictures of musical legends Billie Holiday, Lena Horne, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis, Ella Fitzgerald, John Coltrane, Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, Etta James, The Drifters, and others adorn the walls of great past shows here in the Blues Capital of America. I'm in Bronzeville, home of Gwendolyn Brooks, who was Illinois' poet laureate, whom I corresponded with when I was in college. I am riding the elevated train in Chicago on the first night of the Grateful Dead's "Fare Thee Well" here. There's a group of black people surrounding this one older man who's at the center of their group. One of them asks, "What's going on?" and another echoes, "What's happening here?" and the older gentleman responds, "Don't you know the Grateful Dead are in town, and that they're different from every other band that comes here? There's two reasons, one, the following they have, and two, the vibe. Even the big names like the Beatles and the Rolling Stones don't have this kind of following, and they don't have that vibe", he says with emphasis, and smiling.

It’s Saturday, a hot, beautiful, sunny day. The crowd is packed like a parade coming into Soldier Field for tonight’s Grateful Dead show.  The person in front of me turns around and asks me, “What song are they going to do tonight?” I put out my hand and say, “Shake the hand that shook the hand is what Robert Hunter said to me the first time we met backstage.” “U.S. Blues! Thank you!”


excerpts from "Last Flash of the Grateful Dead" by Uncle John



"Where do I stand spiritually?

Oh God!!! (with laughter)

Somewhere between Jesus and the devil."


"Keep knockin' on heaven's door and God will lift you up." --Bob Dylan



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