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Celebrating the Life and Music of Donna Jean JERRY DAY 2026 Jerry Garcia Tribute
SPIRIT OF GARCIA by Uncle John
There is a rapport between Jerry Garcia, and the musicians playing with him, and with their audience, that few other musicians share. A density of thought, richness of feeling, the eloquence of Robert Hunter’s lyrics and the power in the air created by the crispy sound of Garcia’s guitar – it literally crackles, snaps and pops at times. The way he paces the music & kicks! His delicate fingertips touches our hearts, minds and ears. Sometimes the pace is slow, other times the sound seems to float, luxuriously bathing us in ecstasy and excitement, transforming our consciousness like a pebble rolling down a hill, or bells ringing with the choir singing, and he smiles at us while playing his soft musical prayer, and rocks us with vibrations giving us a warm and unifying feeling. There’s magic there and we’re full of energy and all ears. We reach for the sky top as he mimics life, visualizing flourishing patterns, as his fingers fret like a skateboard up and down the guitar, bringing a harvest of music, like an artist taking abstract concepts to fill a canvas and create a picture. The crowd is always eager for new visions of ancient ideas & homespun wisdom, miniscule notes and giant sounds cresting and ebbing like the tides. Spontaneous motion fills the once cold barren space with warmth and direction. The band massages our senses and stimulates our imagination. The sea of faces listen in telepathic rapport and move in synchronicity. Distinguished and dignified, there is a blend and common bond of the simple & grand listening to the music of Jerry Garcia playin’ in the band.
SUMMER MAGIC
We come to hear the music of Papa Bear And celebrate his birthday here I climb the steep hill when I arrive More rugged and difficult than gym stairs no jive I pause at the top Take in the surroundings Enjoying the dank zaza in the air Then I go down to the sound And the dancer appears
Back to back with the dancer The sun shines through her There is light in her eyes like stars above Face sprinkled with glittery sparkles of love Playful interaction smiling poses One ankle adorned with roses She wears no underwear No one can see Laughing and dancing She´s independent and free
Summer magic Fun all around Dancing bears Hearts united by sound The band musicians are having a blast Everyone listening wants it to last Laughing with the dancing bears Barefoot in the sand Summer magic and special fun In motion with artistics hands
We´re daydreaming together Summer sun perfect weather Love in the spirit excitement in the air Music massage and healing Senses hear
Butterfly over a girl Beautiful as a pearl Summer hair on her face Good vibes in this place Dancing with bare toes Feeling the wind blow The magic of summer flows In the stream and at the shows
Listening to old songs Making new friends Summer is here As the magic extends Summer fun For everyone
Backstage with the Jerry Garcia Band, at The Keystone Berkeley, I’m sitting at the main round table listening to Jerry Garcia carry on a half dozen lively conversations at the same time. He is astutely following each one and contributes brilliant observations, upbeat, with a good deal of laughter. I finally capture his attention with my eyes and interject a question, "Have you seen the movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind?" I ask him, not realizing he had a cameo in the film. He immediately replies, "Im not answering anymore questions until we find out who you are." There is suddenly silence in the room. And I introduce myself "Uncle John" "That improves things considerably," Jerry Garcia responds, lifting his eyebrows with a twinkle, and smiles, and the banter in the room resumes.
MEMORIES, DREAMS & REFLECTIONS by Uncle John
Faster Than Motion In Love by Uncle John excerpt Watching Bob Weir with his hands on the wheel as we ride through San Francisco, we are stirred up and amazed by what we see as he brings God into our conversation. Bob Weir is driving and I'm riding, and Bob asks if we can stop for tea and points out a bakery on Jackson Street. Bob uses his fingers as he talks with his hands. Inside the bakery, we sit at the counter, and he tells me a desert story. Whenever Bob Weir paints an oral picture of the desert I am mesmerized. He tells me about driving in the desert flats where there’s no speed limit. Like the speedway on an open road. Then he says “you should consider the flip side of Paradise”. The waitress brings our drinks and I offer Bob a packet of sugar for his tea. He takes the packet and, rising out of his seat, like a baseball pitcher, ready to throw down his poker hand, he slams the sugar on the counter. “I hate sugar”, he says loudly. Bob, we’re in a bakery! He continues his story and I’m transported in my mind back to the desert. “The faster I go, the rounder it gets,” Weir says to me. ROUND HALL WAY by Uncle John You born from the dust an orphan adopted in good health Grew up with a proud look into wealth Who knows you like the river sees your humble side Far from the night behind time and the tide You answer to the noonday sun Barefoot on stage your thoughts are like one
Who cares about your soul While so many idol eyes your role You could be going to hell but No! God is drawing you and this generation too People are praying you into the kingdom of truth By the grace of God in an alley play Round hall way
You make your heart like a candlewick Stay in your disguise really thick Come on up when you´re down To the weird side of town To the light above their frowns Like travelling clowns
You know what I believe in When I say I believe you No matter what you´re age you´re no angel You´re still in your youth When the night meets the day Like a hole in the sky play Round hall way
You´re not going to hell for nobody Fair morning and grateful ahead Different from what was read Among the bewildered and surprised not the stereotype So amazing and ripe
The children of God shall be restored at peace The story rewritten the song remastered and released Come on up & over & around Find the eternal transport sound Amazing grace or whatever it takes To get to heaven and remain awake
Who cares about your soul While so many idol eyes your role You could be going to hell but No! God is drawing you and this generation too People are praying you into the kingdom of truth By the grace of God in an alley play Round hall way
TALES FROM THE GOLDEN ROAD with David Gans & Gary Lambert Every Sunday 1-3 Pacific time S iriusXM 23
JOHN MAYER Sirius Xm 4 Sundays 6-8pm (PST) THE LATE LATE SHOW 2015 JOHN MAYER GUEST HOST ON THE SAME DAY HE MET BOB WEIR
TERRAPIN ROADSHOW 2026
Photography: Gabriel David Barkin
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