PoetryGirl

So this night felt like this pic of Jerry to me. Spooky, edgy,, the misty fog they released pre show. It was a riot. It continued the night before light show- white lights like spider webs- however the night before was brighter like a new dawn. I have a visual for that night too!!! Zen Tricksters DSO...... I like your style.

Oh and the Joni Mitchell “Help Me” was a lovely way to strike camp.

I was so happy to hear the Weight! Indeed, take a load off. Hot, hot day 🔥; I should have taken to a shower 💦in the hose earlier than Sunday after Melvin and JGB. Pushed like an air cooled van without a fan. The water in VIP bathroom was even hot 🔥out the spigot. Too much yang for my liver and heart. It stole from my pancreatic chi. Luckily I am learning some Qigong exercises to bring those meridians in balance from my kumu, my hula teacher. Still, it was a lovely day of OKOA driving the day before and camped in the same two spots again (from 2 years before!!) with a fellow Terriers at the KOA. The fields 🌼all around were aglow with 🌼yellow flowers 🌼 resembling yarrow. They had reminded me of Jack Straw. The lazy Ohio River has cut dale and valley to the South, and we rode hills like rollercoasters 🎢 in the vans.  This show swayed and had a lovely turning Wheel 🎰, crisp All Along the Watchtower 🎪and jumping Jack Straw 🎭to slay. Reminded me of tour in 1992. The rain delay the next day turned prudence (our "tardiness" to camp and a slower paced show for the weary) into a disappointing problem, or was it an opportunity? Sure. Breezes high on the hill. No rivers through camp as our inner superheroes, resembling Triton, corralled and funneled water left and right, up and around our camp. Wish we could have videotaped that one. Could’ve been at the gates earlier than they opened; however, while practicing prudence and respect, we were flung like a slingshot from Mars. There was a franticness to get there as I started receiving calls and messages the gates were open early. If we had camped lower on the hill, further down in the field, there is a possibility the van would have gotten stuck in the mushier ground. I would have liked to be a little lower and closer to the bowl. My camp tended to stay in camp and listen, while I wandered down. And who can the weather command? Well, our setlist for one thing for night 2. Make hay while the sun is shining, for sure. The shows in Buffalo and Princeton really shined by the looks of their setlists. Yet, night two, the band brought a fantastic show. really good energy, proving it is never too late to be early; i.e. play the early years. I have to say I am disappointed that night 2 didn't get the time for DSO to play and bring it like I know they can. Legend Valley is so amazing. Thank you DSO for the reunion and the beauty. Good to rest my bones and taking me to a place where I can easily see my face., to a simple place. Know I love you baby, yes I do. 🌸🎶🎪

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I thought for a while after drums space my other vehicle had shown up to carry me away. No spinach jam though. Yuck yuck yuck

That’s uncanny. I was sitting in a punk rock bar in Nola on May 5th listening to it for the first time in years out of a jukebox. My buddy played it for our listening pleasure. We spun 10 songs out of that jukebox at 3 am. Beer and a shot for $5. I drank my favorite, Frangelica iced. Sitting under a grim reaper suspended from the ceiling and a taxidermy of a shark head eating a piranha. No quarter in that place. 😇☠️👻

Short stories work best, not looking for reasons.

Gonna add it up and look n the distance at how far I traveled and soak in the beauty to shine in back out offered up like fruit from the fiery plain.

if You don’t like primal dead, change your handle .

A smattering of songs. Out of the smoke and fog..... Airplane song #jorma #%cassady $ Mackey white rabbit #%$ Gibson guitar NFA-GDTRFB Mr Charlie box of rain chiva Rider Raindrops like tears were falling from the sky during Know You tider shakedosn Street Women r smarter drumspace no quarter jam morning dew one more sat night Bubupubada that’s all folks .Please add at will

At least I put a date on it..... When you go to search up that show - how many “Jubilee night one” s will come up.

I wasn’t there DARN IT- but i understand 1970’feel. Epic Eyes. China Rider outstanding and, sniff sniff, a RAW Easy Wind. Field reconnaissance

An original recipe

Agreed! I love the disco style of keys in 79 shows. Such a delight to my ears. So of course, I love some Blondie played on a jukebox at 3 am in a punk rock dive bar in NOLA.😜

Was the Wolf just out for the night in Boston or moving on to howl in Port Chester ?

Once upon a time called right now. The sun is going to shine ...

4/27/77 was a great day too!

Happy Birthday Rob!! Here’s to you and the light you bring! 🍷 May this year bring you an effortless peace and happiness that flows with your soul and flings your heart wider open than you ever could imagine; daily belly laughs; and blissful warm sunshine.

Can be a definition as in “ a murder of passion”. There is more than one definition of passion. In the context of my meme however, it is strong emotion.

Passion by definition is strong emotion. It is firing on all cylinders emotionally. No reservations. All the chips are in. I can passionately be a friend bringing to bear all that I am without reservation. Reservation because of past hurts, faults and mistrusts. All that has been cleared out and my space with you is clear. I can be passionate about health or music or art or being environmentally responsible and it have nothing to do with romantic love. It is the sacral chakra in fiery orange as I anchor into the world physically a mental plan that is intentionally living my heart, not muddied by negative emotions, expectations, pictures of what should be. It is my gift I release and let go.

Let me Roll It to you .

https://www.rollingstone.com/culture/videos/420-history-origin-w519346?platform=hootsuite it was a quest!

Reading that setlist , I am hungry again. ......and I just had a 5 course meal!! Darn it. 😜

How do you spell Timbuctoo? Do you prefer the French way, Tomboctou?