From
parochial folk to a universal language, its’ all here.
UNCLE JOHN'S NOTES
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.
RAMBLIN'
¨You have no idea 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.
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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
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RAINBOW SKY
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
DEAD
& COMPANY@
Saratoga Performing Arts Center, Saratoga Springs, New YorkJune 20, 2017
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Rainbow during Dead & Company's performance of
"Looks Like Rain"
"SUNDANCE"
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
Asking
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.
ESTOY APRENDIENDO A CANTAR CANCIONES DE GRATEFUL DEAD EN ESPAÑOL COMO ESTE UNA
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)
CURRENT
HALLELUJAH
PRESSING ON
FRANKLIN'S TOWER
THUNDER ON THE MOUNTAIN
ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER
THINGS HAVE CHANGED
InSight Mission To MARS Landing November 26, 2018
CC.EYES.
ICU
RUBY EYES
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
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Art Work: Michael Waters
RUBY EYES
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,
Virgin!
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
The reason why people see the light
At the end of the tunnel,
Either from death or from birth,
The same transformation that I felt in
The mountain
It takes me through the darkness that
Started with retrograde mercury
To find light through a portal of the past and the future
For a teacher,
Café eyes, to make her feel as good as she did me, oh
Emerald eyes, lover of life and light,
Soft as butterfly wings,
She allows me to read the story to her
Ruby eyes, she makes me want to smile and sing
OMG
What's going on?
The dark, damp space is moving
Mom is making sounds
I'm in a tunnel
And I can feel my cord pulling
In my mom
I hear you mommy
Oh what I see
The darkness is fading behind me
Colors moving towards me
And the juicy red,
Bright light moving
Ready, Push!
Push!
Push!
One more, Little wings and all sing
"Here comes the Sun
Here comes the Sun
And I say
It's alright
My friend, it has been a long, cold and lonely winter
Little darlin', it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the Sun
Here comes the Sun
And I say
It's alright"
Oh baby!
Dear Ruby, will you come out to play?
Dear Ruby, let's meet the new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue,
Beautiful and you too
Dear Ruby, let me see you smile
Dear Ruby, open your eyes
Dear Ruby, look at the sunny skies
The wind is low, the birds all sing
That you are part
Of everything
Dear Ruby, please open your eyes
Look around
Look around
My friend my love
Sun sun sun, here comes the sun
Sun sun sun here comes the sun
Sun sun sun here comes the sun
May, with her unique vocal range,
A spirit, with a voice, joins Little Wings in Mexico
To sing Beatles songs that she loves
Love love love,
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Love is all you need
Excerpts from The Beatles songs "Here Comes The Sun", "Dear Prudence" & "All You Need Is Love"
"Ya
llega el sol" The Beatles
Chapter 8 Part 2
BLUE MOUNTAIN
Chapter 8 - Part 2
BLUE MOUNTAIN
The 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
RUBY EYES
9. Emerald eyes of Jupiter
Chapter 9 Part 1 - Emerald Eyes
Jupiter
I can no longer see blue or red
Only emerald green
The world is green and exuberant
Surrounded by jade rocks and emerald bush
We are in the future we can not lose or win
We are on a Christmas comet for the twin of Jupiter
There is no place to land that we find
We will visit the moons and we will be cautious and kind
Our special horses are ready
Riding through space in our mind
Eyes Esmeralda is riding Senthia
Rubi Eyes is in Phoenix
El Caballero is on Tender
And I'm riding Blue
Listen to your voice sing and play
Thunder likes kites
Take us to a new day
My eyes are dark
In the best cafe
I want to learn and grow
Read and play
About the angel king
Mom tell us today
If you think it is fine
We are not running away
We keep growing, flowing and having fun
Save the land from problems forever
We will find the river through the Jupiter gate
We can remember the way he laughed
We are here to see time cut in half
Today I have come so far without a teacher
For nine days my problems we face with your help
Now I want to see all the colors of the rainbow
To get to it
If only your emerald eyes are my teacher
Make the future happen
In favorable eyes
Problems cut in half
Nobody has a pink horse like you
Teach us to laugh
In your language
In your time
Cautious and kind
Riding through space in our mind
Chapter
9 Emerald Eyes Jupiter Part 2
to continue
Chapter 9 - Emerald Eyes Jupiter
Part 3
The effects of
Mercury on the green hills that watch over the sea
Eyes and her round breasts
Looking at me
As we prepare our tour of the emerald planet
We changed your rainy day into a heart face with a smile
Stay for a while
We can not push the river
You can not rush time
Sorry for the delay
Find a different rhyme
We are here for another day
Together we find a path
Work with time to play
You must work and not be weak
You can play without worry
His love for you is sweet
This love will last
Like aurora borealis, space weather is visible and vast
Hey, this planet is a heavy place
Here we weigh three or four hundred pounds
This photo of the comet was taken
When Voyager
Now billions of miles in another solar system
With the best view of the comet
Becoming a pearl necklace
Colliding against Jupiter
Looking away from Earth
There is still no brighter light ever seen
In our heaven
Her long café hair
Café eyes and café mind
You will read about soon
After midnight under the moons
Come to Jupiter in our car pulled by eagles and special horses
Call all forces
of nature in the shape of a cake
Tinia Jupiter God of thunder and sky awake
Ruler of the solar system looks at the good and humble
Jupiter can see people being cruel, jealous, greedy, his rumble of thunder
rumbles
He is under the King of the angels
And the weather bearer of fierce storms and storm changes
A big wind comes when a heavy rain falls
And with your hands
Show your heart in the sunlight
And listen to the birds
And the morning calls of Jupiter
Father sky and brother of Neptune
They point me to
The southern skies
By mouth and lips
We are on our way
We are light to bring the day
Oh Rubi Eyes, how did you get your name?
Who are you like love in the night appearing like a flame?
Under the sun and on the sea
Looking beyond there you find me
And you and she and him in eternity
And everyone you love
And spend time with
The cost of love is free
If your heart is faithful to you
So many dramas
So much rain
Independent she will bring me change
She chooses and configures and
She shows her legs in her pants clean
Emerald eyes she knows what I mean
Although they are not the same
El caballero advances us and calls us by name
We make ourselves love to become
With love when love makes us come
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
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
Sisters
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
Hand-balancing
Influential energy
Inspiration
Romantic
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
EMERALD EYES
Poetry
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
9. P.S. I Love You
Capítulo 1
Una-Dos-Tres-Cuatro
I saw her standing there
With her shiny black hair
And salty chocolate eyes
Salt like grains of sand
Sand like little bright lights
With necklace of seashells
And butterfly apron
I turn around and call her attention
You with those dark eyes
So many times days
And I just said hello
, is not it?
There is a bouquet of flowers
Occupied long hours
Follow you
in the morning
where everything changes
You were walking home to the edge of the city
When I saw you for the first time
And notice your smile
A delight to see
Let's sit together
For the company of dinner
He tried all the tricks of the book
He left her and stayed there and looked
And he made her luxurious flowers
Delivered a bouquet
Make her feel special
Take her to the cabaret
I like the way you dress, I say
If it's cold, I'll close the window
If you have heat
Let me help you out of those skinny jeans
And in these torn leggings
I can hear every heart beating
I'm sitting with seven beautiful women
Like seven sister mountains
And I realize something of each
Calls my attention
One has a red dress
She has salty chocolate eyes
And shiny black hair
I'm ready to eat
With all this food
All I can prove are my eyes
and my love grow
Tasting
with my eyes
my mouth and tongue and hands
Waiting and not expecting
dance and not bailarando
I saw her standing there
And now she's sitting here
Chapter 1, Part 2
She works in a happy house
Live in a happy home
Enjoy family and fun food
Keep a watch on your phone
There is more to love than it seems
There is the Spirit inside you and me
We are just friends a breath of fresh air for me
Your smile is more attractive than the necklines I see
Beauty surrounds me
In an atmosphere of harmony
She was standing there
With her dark and beautiful black hair
Clear and honest and aware
She is committed to caring
With the right attitude
She makes me want to eat
The way she enjoys food
When her eyes touch mine
I feel fine
Sensitive
to our precious time
As shy as I am
She still talks to me
I love listening to your voice
I enjoy your company
I noticed it a long time ago
My love for her grew
Until she knows
If I could dance with her
The sun peeks out at night
Warm breezes will blow in the autumn of summer light
A blue rose and pink candle will do
To keep us through the night
Heart and friend that is true
Flowers, Trees, green grass
Clean water and fresh air
She is for me
when I see her standing there
Episode 2
All my loving
Emerald Eyes Chapter 2 Part 4
While I think of you I see a big heart in
the clouds
Dancing with the stars
Venus is in line with Mars
It means that love is in the air
I see Venus shining
Bright eye of the day in the morning
She is radiant with dewy locks
We all come to play welcome the day
I see the future in your eyes
Love in your hands
Your heart in the heavens
With the spirit of a nurse who
understands
She has younger emerald eyes
Sometimes, like ruby eyes
Reflecting the sky she has sapphire eyes
When she dances has diamond eyes
In parallel worlds
Prudence with heels
Dressed for the best
Love keeps the light on all night
There was a song about Marina
It was in your native language
From another country
We were all dancing
The Doctor and the lady
I will not tell who you are princess
Or say hello
I'll find you by the water fountain under
the bleachers
Reserved for teachers, preachers and
readers
You wear an elegant casual look
Your hairstyle and makeup
Your classy shoes and your perfect jeans
Your diamond rubies and smart round thing
Your perfect nails make you so visual
The ring stops the world and it makes us
more respectful
Casual receptive cool calm connected
Fun without complications
No demanding of anyone
Instinctive
Flirting
Conjugating
In the Romance language
Today I will not undress her with my eyes
Because I love what she wears
Her hair is choreographed
Her back is open her bra her map
Your cheeks are warm flush vibrant
And there is only a shadow that separates
us
Forward takes an opportunity
How do you find romance
Do what you do
Believe in what is true
Down, under the shelf, give
Now believe in yourself
All things work together for good
To those who love God and are called to
his purpose
Poesía Leyendo en inglés y español
Sweetwater Music Hall, Mill Valley, California
22 de octubre 2018
Uncle John
FEATHEREE
Ojos De Café
Versos 1, 18
-18-
Despierto ahora, descubrí que eres la canción que atrae la mañana
Estoy enamorado del amor si eso eres tú
Solo el amor puede desear
ver tu sueño hecho realidad
Emocionalmente tú
Haces esperar y esperar
Mientras espero y espero por ella, ella también me enseña a tener paciencia
Qué más puedo hacer
Estar cerca de ella
Ella es mi amiga, mi amor
Quién trabaja debajo de tu luna
Y se encuentra con el sol
No es una competencia
Ella elige mis fechas
Configurar mis escenas y
Limpia mis capítulos
Ella sabe lo que estoy buscando
Tiempo de juego con niños
Nuevos comentarios de entusiasmo divertido
Sonríes y
Pensamientos brillantes para inspirar mi escritura
Use ropa en el estante
Siéntete suave en tu espalda
Cuando hablas con ella, estás arriba
Hablando desde tu copa de amor
En un mundo lleno de engaños y mentiras
Sincero y amoroso son tus ojos de café
-18-
Awake now, I discovered that you are the song that attracts the morning
I'm in love with love if that's you
Only love can wish
see your dream come true
Emotionally you
You make wait and wait
While I wait and wait for her,
She also teaches me to have patience
What else can I do
Being close to her
She is mi amiga, mi amor
Who works under your moon
And meets the sun
It is not a competition
She chooses my dates
Configure my scenes and
Clean my chapters
She knows what I'm looking for
Play time with children
New comments of funny excitement
Smiles and
Bright thoughts to inspire my writing
Wear clothes on the shelf
Feel soft on your back
When you talk to her, you're up
Speaking from your cup of love
In a world full of deceptions and lies
Sincere and loving are your café eyes
TRUMPETS OF THE OCEAN
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
VISITING HEAVEN
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.
STREET PERFORMER
BOB WEIR in front of the Bananas music store in San Rafael, California June 27, 2018
in between gigs with DEAD & COMPANY
Ojos De Café
Verses 1-5, 22 - Poetry Reading
Caffè Lena, Saratoga Springs, New York
September 24, 2018
Café Eyes
-1-
The heart has its reasons, and nights and poems for you
Sometimes I try to avoid you
I have butterflies in my stomach and I do not know what to do
I'm paying attention even when I seem to ignore you
You know how to read me too
I forgot what to say and I do not want to be strange
What can I do for you?
I serve you the truth and not lies
Look in my eyes
To see the reflection of your café eyes
Verse -11-
Sometimes we do not live a particular way but our own
You're very different and that's what I like about you
You do not flatter me and that is a superior quality
It would be amazing if you were here
To help us build the thunderbolt tower
"John, you're not a clown
You are not stupid and you are not crazy
but you are weird "
You say I'm different then this is good
I listen to my heart when I listen to you
Wondering who
When I write at night
I'm thinking about
and writing to
I listen to the songs
you show me
Big love
when you share your mind
You bring the dawn
When you let me look inside
your Café eyes
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Verse 22
"Finger her" you say
Holding up four fingers
With a smile in your café eyes
There is a ring around the roses
Rings around the sun
Like that ring around the moon
Your phone is ringing
When I think of you
I see her there too
We are in this for the long run
You are the one
Who told me about her
"She is the only one" you said
"You want to know better"
She has the qualities, the values, the works and light
She is a sight
A butterfly moment
I'm going to write love poems for her green eyes
And romanticize her heart
With patience and work and soft sounds
Then she keeps me close
Like the love you share with her
I cannot stop thinking about her
When I'm in the shower
Daydreaming about her every day
Little things about her
My heart beats
My mouth breathes
Longing to hear her tongue speak
Because of such strong love, I feel weak
I write to keep going
Send her words for flowers
"Mi amiga, mi amor
Ven por un rato
Déjame leer a te hoy
El grillo te está mirando
Una historia sobre un amor que es verdad
El grillo te está mirando
Los números no son nada nuevo
Te quiero
Para alimentarme
Voy a proporcionar para
Proteger te y a tus seres queridos y tu libertad
Te quiero
Para alimentarme "
Ella escote tiene forma de corazón
Y tus pechos tienen corazones sonrientes en sus ojos
Cuando manejas a la vuelta de la esquina
Todo lo que ves son chicos
Intentando echarle un vistazo a ti y a tus ojos de café
She has a heart shape
And your breasts have smiling hearts in their eyes
When you drive around the corner
All you see are guys
Trying to get a look at you and your café eyes
Verse 23
You taught me how to count
You inspired me to write
Your eyes are full of stories
Makes me want to recite
"I never promised you more
From what can be understood
To learn new things in new ways
Laugh together and call it good "
I thought the house was empty
When I heard the voice of an angel say
"Is Gina here?"
Every day all the Spanish girls talk about Gina
Gina, Gina, Gina
Who is Gina?
What made me want to learn Spanish is to discover Who is Gina
And what are they saying about her
On the phone every day all they talk about is Gina
Or to Gina
The Stanford girl talks about her with me and tells me that it's okay to be different
That is me, and you are you
"Gina is the girl with the café eyes"
You taught me what I needed to know about love
To find true love
With someone who really loves
I had to learn the lessons of love with you
I'm sorry, I did not understand about that day
How my tears spoil your wings
I left the city to climb a mountain and find my way
From the first day until today
Please understand
I don't think of you in the shower
How I think about her
In my dream you are like a flower
And in the end it's not you
Guys, we are single
Tell me what I should do
Every day she lights my heart makes me believe in love
How can I tell her what she does
The best love stories are about passion
Love nurtures and grows as
Seeds that bloom in time
It's about waiting
Like lovers making love
Slowly, the longer it takes
The better the love
For your family my friend
My love is a priceless jewel
Like the softest beauty of a butterfly
The stories you tell in your café eyes
OJOS DE CAFÉ
CAFÉ EYES
Autor: John Patenaude
Traductor: Tania Carrasco
1.VENIR TAMBIÉN
Come Along
2.CUANDO PIENSO EN TI HACE
When I Think About You
3.RÍO DE LUZ
River Of Light
4.ALAS DE ESTRELLA DE TIEMPO
Time Star Wings
5¿CUÁNDO SABÍAS?
When Did You Know?
6. POEMAS PARA ROSAS
Poems For Roses
7. EN TUS MANOS
In Your Hands
8. UNA MUJER MARAVILLOSA
A Marvelous Woman
9. LA MARIPOSA
Butterfly
10. OJOS DE CAFÉ
Café Eyes
11. FEATHEREE
12. HOLA MAY
Libro de poesía en English & Español
·THE RIVER OF LIFE
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
THE TREE OF LIFE
Playin' In The Band
continues
Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait...
Phil Lesh & Terrapin Family Band
"Playin' In The Band"
TREE OF LIFE
From the beginning,
This time
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Bob Dylan, Suze Rotolo & Lena Spencer January 1962
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January 1962
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LIVE PERFORMANCES & DEAD REHEARSALS
Lyrics, ROBERT HUNTER
Bob Weir & Trey Anastasio
"Million Reasons"
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
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
Review by Uncle John
posted @ MUSIC.aero
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
EXCERPTS from
LAST FLASH OF THE GRATEFUL DEAD
FIVE DAYS & A FEW FLASHBACKS
"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.
FARE THEE WELL
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
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"Where do I stand spiritually? Oh God!!! (with laughter) Somewhere between Jesus and the devil." --JERRY GARCIA
"Keep knockin' on heaven's door and God will lift you up." --Bob Dylan 
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