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Some very weird true Grateful Dead stories intertwined here
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The Embrace by Sergey Gorshkov, Russia 2020 Wildlife Picture of the Year He set up a camera in the remote wilderness and it captured this picture
WOLF MOON Photo by John Lund It´s January 28, and I´m awake at 2 am when I hear this loud whining crying human sound that seemed to come from inside the house, then another sound that is like a growling animal sound, loud, but I´m still focused on the darkness inside, searching for the sound. Then I realize it´s coming from outside, and I open the blinds to look out the front window, and I see a wolf standing at the edge of the sidewalk in front of my door, his long snout angled up, howling at the moon. Wolves are very rare in California, but I know this one resides locally. I listen to the howling like it´s music and I´m surprised no one else is awake. Is this a sign? A few years ago there was a mountain lion in the same spot in front of my doorway. It reminds me of Aldo Leopold´s lesson about wolves in "Thinking Like A Mountain" that characterizes ecological thinking. "Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of a wolf." Having once believed that the eradication of predators, the wolf and mountain lion, would preserve the deer, but didn´t recognize the imbalance it caused, Aldo transformed his thinking to recognize the wolf with a sentiment of ecological integrity. He understood the nature and mystery of the howl. I listen for several minutes, amazed that the animal does not go away, and the howling is louder than any other animal I´ve heard outside. I ran to my room to get my phone to realize I could take a picture. I looked through the peephole of the door and he´s in the same position howling, and as soon as I open the door, the wolf runs away. I didn´t realize it was January´s Full Wolf Moon until I read Bob Weir´s twitter feed when I got up: "Welcoming in the first Wolf Moon of 2021! Occurring in Leo, it's said to be the luckiest and most prosperous day of the year. The sun shares its light with the generosity of Jupiter, marking new and bright beginnings..."
It reminds me of this book, and quest for completion: LAST FLASH OF THE GRATEFUL DEAD by Uncle John Excerpt ¨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 musician 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 it reminds me of when Warren fell off the stage drunk and broke his leg, “Bad luck streak in dancing school” was his response and the title of his next album. 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 this is Bill´s club holding about six hundred people, a place for big stars to play in front of small audiences. I´ll send Jerry a letter, I tell Rock, and I´ll see Garcia at his show Saturday night. The first time I met Rock, the road manager for the Grateful Dead, was in an elevator in New York City on his birthday, and he arranged an interview for me with Jerry Garcia, in Philadelphia.
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.
These wolves come to play, prancing with their fingers, happily, and causing others to dance merrily, rump in the air and bushy tail wagging. Listening to Warren Zevon, his piano and vocals blasting out ¨When Johnny Strikes Up The Band¨, the notes keep escalating, his voice energizing as an angel´s, lifting us as the crowd eats, drinks, dances, and is merrily living life like a dream.
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Ain´t no time to hate Barely time to wait
Hello to my Heart
Lyrics & Music by Uncle John
"Es lo que es, pero se convertirá en lo que tú lo hagas".
"Northern Lights" by Jerry Garcia
LEAP-YEAR
In the sky and in the breeze Clouds over seas Leaves rustlin´ trees
North of midnight
Photo courtesy of NASA
Eyes of the Sun by Uncle John Sing a song of celebration A good ol´ Merry Christmas Sing to you A song come true Sing a song of celebration A sweet sweet Merry Christmas Though it´s only September It´s Christmas here with you
Little by little Things happen Strength to strength Improving everything
Seeing yourself in the mirror Seeing yourself on the phone See your shadow in the face of the sun Shining on the roof of your home
The eyes of the sun are always on you Whatever you hear Whatever you do God answer a prayer from the heart to heaven In an arrow of truth for you
Sing a song of celebration A good ol´ Merry Christmas Sing to you A song come true Sing a song of celebration A sweet sweet Merry Christmas Though it´s only September It´s Christmas here with you
9/9/2020 THE WAY YOU ARE by Jhon Ramirez Editor: Tania Carrasco
I am prepared against the day of
battle
Lyrics & Music by Marcela Gándara
Uncle John @ Terrapin Crossroads Bar with Terrapin Family BandLyrics & Music by Bob Dylan Canción de Grateful Dead
(Robert Hunter, Jerry Garcia)
Translation: Tania Carrasco & Jhon Ramirez
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)
¨Box Of Rain" rehearsal 8/1/2020 for RAINDANCE play
THE MASK Editor: Tania Carrasco
CURRENT.CENTER HALLELUJAH PRESSING ON FRANKLIN'S TOWER THUNDER ON THE MOUNTAIN ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER THINGS HAVE CHANGED
GOTTA SERVE SOMEBODY NEW SPEEDWAY BOOGIE
"Where do I stand spiritually? Oh God!!! (with laughter) Somewhere between Jesus and the devil." --JERRY GARCIA
UNCLE JOHN reads poetry @ Sweetwater Music Hall, Mill Valley, California, October 21, 2019
When your past becomes your path & you come to answer what you ask & the angels take you down to your grave I´m not here to follow the parade
You begin to understand That you were just a man But to be a man is to stand in your doorway I´m not here to judge in a world among friends You know the beginning from where the song ends
Your journey leads us to wake Up in the eyes of the world You been working here so long To fill our hearts with song Help us to understand our rights From what´s wrong
I look around for you In all the places we have been On a mysterious winding path The gold of sunshine shining through seven golden rings with seven golden powers that makes good men immortal Same revelation and secret Surrounding all of you Child of magic With words of wonder You stopped the world So the blind man can see Grateful you shall always be
We are lifted up by the spirit To soar like an eagle high above On the wings of the power of love ¨Sometimes the light is all shining on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long strange journey it´s been¨
UNCLE JOHN'S BLOG @ http://www.air.bz
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