PoetryGirl

I’ll remember that when in Cali.

I’ll bring you some if you play some more Pigpen at Jubilee, there now Mr Easy Wind.

It’s a nice wooded area to the left of the parking area of VIP. It looked shady and a good place to be. I camped in my Westy.

Blue Rodondo interlude in there somewhere too! Too busy dancing. who wrote the Seven?

Amazing venue. Amazing people amazing staff! five star. Wild ass set ! Deep, Elem, blues, big boy, Pete Althea walk-in blues let it grow big rail Road blues BTW tore up. Set 2 CRSO :can’t remember set opener ) JK… Jack Straw Tom Thumb blues help d/s octopus garden space wheel corina comes a time slipknot franklins e : Folsom Prison Blues

Loved the dancing! Saw old Wofford friends ; good to be among the terriers. Fun dance space. Overpriced drinks. The venue staff security were assholes. I watched them send women away with their purses that were reasonably sized and even on point because they said that they were too big. Problem is women clothes typically lack pockets, so what’s a girl to do with her things I mean they say they don’t want women to dress like men, what do they expect? I mean my purse is the same size as one dude’s cargo pants. This is archaic I told the security guy he needed to be less a Barney fife, and more of an Andy Griffith enough of the diatribe. down with the patriarchy ! I spent the night dancing and detoxing from the daily grind. It was so good to hear Mattson psychedelic guitar iand hear good music. The whales sounds coming out of space calling attention to the stage . Great dance crowd during good loving. et 1: Feel Like A Stranger- powerful and fun like 80s were ; It Must Have Been The Roses ;lovely On The Road Again so fun. One of the gems of the 80s to hear that one. Love a good jig ; Jack-a-Roe ; 🥰😍I’ve learned to play on guitar. And I was Ginger Roger’s during this song . It's All Over Now ; Cumberland Blues short jam ; The Music Never Stopped Ahhhhh! Set 2: Cold Rain And Snow 🌹to Dirkstar and all the wonderful people he brought into my life; prayers for his sun. Grateful. RIP ; Lost Sailor > Saint Of Circumstance what more to say? . > Don't Need Love sold it ! to the highest bidder… maybe the security guard…. > Uncle John's Band like a balm to the soul. Calm and sense reign supreme drums > space > Playing In The Band reprise >Uncle John's Band reprise > Morning Dew Encore: Good Lovin' Filler: Playing In The Band with Lisa!! -> Love the One You're With sooooo good …..the vocals were perfect harmony.

I had it as filler too as a 1969 edition with Mickey rapping it. No stats came with it. I think a perfect breakout place should have been Honolulu 🌋

Did you hear the cannibal pathologist got fired? missing evidence too into his work Two cannibals are eating a lost tourist. One starts at the head; the other at the feet. After a while, one notices the other is really quiet. He asks, "you ok?" The other replies, "I'm fine; I'm having a ball. " "you are eating too fast." Two cannibals are eating Jim Gaffigan. One says to the other, “Does this taste funny to you?" The other says, "no". Two clowns are eating a cannibal. One says to the other, " I think we got this joke wrong."

I caught Brown Eyed Women at the Salvage Station in Asheville. They rocked it out. Seriously great band. Jill Phone Simmons has a fantastic voice! And how many drummers do you hear sing? This band has one. Go see them and you will thank yourself. If I didn't have such a demanding job, I'd be up in the mountains tonight to see Mikaela Davis.

I was moving up I-85 through traffic 12 hours in car for 4 hour show. That’s hardcore and totally worthwhile.

Ugh. I wish I hadn’t turn the page. expressway!! I LOVE dancing to that one.I would have used the whole bottom GA area to dance that one out.

For anyone wondering…. Original set list including Lisa singing “Oh Darlin” encore. Dang I love to hear her sing. When so close, the FOMO is ROMO. Excited to have a day in Richmond and a show tonight.

Perhaps Halloween 85 when crowd threw glow sticks at the stage- 2 songs post drums space.

Miss your face!

My daughter’s best friend attending school in Chicago is hitting the Vic tomorrow night. Her parents are longtime deadheads. 💫 legacy….

I’m leaving out Thursday night for Richmond Friday night show! Should get there at the midnight hour💫. Bringing a friend I visited in 2014 in California. Looking forward to shaking these bones! It’s been too long…. Been tied down to my business. Two kids in college is tough! Who will be there??

Sounds like you are soaking it up and shining it out! I know it’s been quite a download of good vibes and music. Prost!

My deepest condolences 💐. I gleaned she was a beautiful pillar in your life, in so many ways. May you find comfort and peace that passes all understanding. She is with you and you will see her spirit in ways that speak of her love for you. All the best-💙💫

Stoked I’ll be in Charleston that weekend. Better anyway than a drive to Greenville!

Haha. Truth. How to make a Tomato sandwich John Holt tells how to make it: "Do this. Get a tomato. Not just any tomato. One from Johns Island or elsewhere along the Southern South Carolina coast. Make sure the tomato is firecracker-red and softer than the hindcheeks of a two-month-old. Find a serrated knife. Cut said tomato into thick slices about the width of Margaret Mitchell’s “Gone With the Wind.” Tomatoes from the South Carolina Lowcountry are different from common varieties. They are superior tomatoes. In fact, top archaeology scholars at Columbia University now believe that the original Garden of Eden was located east of I-95 in South Carolina. And most experts agree that the forbidden fruit consumed by Adam and Eve was possibly purchased from a roadside stand in that area. Next, find two slices of Sunbeam bread. In a pinch, you can use Bunny Bread, Wonderbread, or Colonial bread. But stay away from any bread with packaging labels that read something like, “59 whole grains and seeds!” or “3,234 grams of dietary fiber!” This isn’t real bread but an abrasive material meant for sanding boat hulls. Consequently, if all you have in your pantry is “gluten-free” or “keto” bread, please stop reading here. Once you have your white, floppy, flaccid, tasteless bread ready, open a jar of Duke’s mayonnaise. Duke’s is the brand with the canary-yellow lid, manufactured and packaged by real evangelical seminary graduates so you know it’s sacred, mostly. If you don’t have any Duke’s, you’re not totally out of luck. Blue Plate mayonnaise will also work if it’s all that’s available. Hellmann’s, however, isn’t fit for consumption by a Yankee. Similarly, Miracle Whip is neither a “miracle,” nor a “whip,” but the brainchild of communists sympathizers who don’t love the Lord. And Kraft mayo is industrial doorknob lubricant. It bears mentioning, if all you have in your refrigerator is a kind of mayonnaise labeled “light” or “low fat”, please forfeit your tomato to someone who will use it correctly and resume doing Crossfit until your buttocks turn into tiny shriveled prunes. Next, use a No. 8 masonry trowel to apply approximately one gallon of approved mayonnaise onto your limp, lifeless, nutrition-free bread. If the bread is still visible after mayonnaise application, you did it wrong. Step Four. Carefully place slices of tomato onto your prepared bread. If, by chance, your bread has already absorbed too much mayonnaise and tomato juices and is now disintegrating into a papier-mache-like puddle on your kitchen counter, and it no longer resembles bread, congratulations, you’re on the right track. Salt and pepper to taste. If you discover that you are tempted to add cheese or onions or lettuce or something else weird to your sandwich, thereby violating the Holy Trinity of tomatoes, mayo, and bread, please step away from the cutting board. Take deep breaths, open a can of Natural Light, and start sipping until the urge passes. Next, place both segments of your sandwich together slowly and softly. Warning: Do not compress sandwich. Do not cut sandwich in half. Do not even blink or your sandwich will fall apart. Now, gently lift your sandwich—very gently—as though you are assisting in a heart transplant operation. Walk across the kitchen and stand over the sink. Say grace silently. Go ahead, we’ll wait. To eat sandwich, open mouth wide, place one corner into mouth and bite firmly. Your tomato wedges should slip from between the pieces of bread, shooting forward, falling directly into your sink, leaving you with two naked pieces of bread. If this does not happen you did not use enough mayonnaise. Retrieve tomato hunks from the basin of your nasty, crud-covered, salmonella-encrusted sink while cussing liberally. Replace mangled remains of tomato onto sandwich and attempt to eat sandwich a second time, making sure to mash your soggy, glutenous, snot-like bread pieces together until they are indistinguishable from lumps of Elmer’s Glue. After the third or fourth bite, the front of your shirt should be stained red, covered in tiny seeds and your kitchen should look like a hog killing has recently been performed on the linoleum. When your sandwich expenditure is finished, you can slap yourself heartily on the shoulder because you have just eaten a proper tomato sandwich. You may now recite the ceremonial benediction uttered by South Carolinians statewide every summer: “Thank you, Lord, for chicken and ‘taters, “For grits, white rice, and baby limas. “But most of all, thank you for all the ‘maters, “From God’s country of South Carolina. “Amen.” – John Holt (via Tom Collins)

What a tasty Playim sandwich

Wow! That’s throwing it around like tossed salad. I like it! Randy. Loose Lucy Lucy I need a Miracle -> Bertha.

Brian Blade fellowship at the Jazz Kitchen Second Show. Stoner Hill Landmarks Shenandoah Her friends call her Dot Farewell Bluebird dang. Wowzah. Beauty. Ecstasy. Higher ground. Over the moon. so happy I had the luxury of experiencing THAT!! the first shownwas a poignant introduction live.

Stuck on “Sweet Forgiveness” Bonnie Raitt

Life’s easy driving towards rainbows. Sitting on my front porch , I’m thinking over the amazingly beautiful weekend with the crescent moon 🌙 hanging low in the west. From graduation to Jubilee, skirting on the edge of a northern weather front, this weekend trip up on Friday triggered the record for rainbows in more ways than one . Longest duration - 20 min worth 😲🌈🌦headed north on I -81. Double rainbow in Bluefield. AND! a Rainbow Tower.!? This shaft of rainbow 🌈 stretching skyward popping out of atop the mountain ⛰ into clear skies. Magical!! After a 50 min rainstorm in W VA mountains at dark and OH roads, we made it ! Glad to have waited considering the muddy muck traps inside, I guess, even tho I would’ve love to have gotten a signed poster and would’ve loved even more to have seen Scottie play. We slept near the front gate. Tho it looked dicey a bit early, Saturday was the beginning of just perfection. By early afternoon, Gertie my westie was perched atop the hill, but not before getting a little dirty. All Good Staff took us to a shady spot between two trees that delivered cool breezes. My only concern was the spot of 3 inch mud previously squished up like white bread through baby’s fingers. However ! This white bread box of a van didn’t want to get stuck . Gertie didn’t mind the dirt on her mudflats. Pretty much a badge of honor for a 2x2. As I swung her freight left through the mud hole , I made my destination; she slid a bit , lost traction and rested in good position. Next step, I needed the stern of Hurdy Gertie to tuck between the trees. Back wheels grappling for purchase to no avail, Tito, Alan, and a friendly neighbor rocked her bow to stern a couple of time, heave ho and away she went. On back, on back…. , and she was safely home. Joy! My boyfriend didn’t know what to expect and was blown away by the well put together festival, out of this world staff, and the sound. To say the closing fireworks 💥 were more than just visual is an understatement. And he was in disbelief it was the same location for Buckeye 1988 show. Nikki, Jason and Tito laid out the red carpet and it was just beginning of kind beautiful people. Strangers to reuniting with friends brought a sense of peace and goodness prevailing in the world despite the craziness out there! I get by with a little help from my friends. It has been a roller coaster year , without much respite. I saw the Quasi Kings in the burg months ago and enjoyed listening on the walk down. The Amazing Giants were poised on the wings hallmarking the festival spirit. Ready for some great JGB. Tore Up, That’s What Love Will Make you Do, Dynamite!, Get Outta My Life Woman are what I recall. DSO! It is always too long to see them. Lol. The system sounded great and I tended to drift more center for good sound. Wang Dang Doodle screams 80s to me, add Day Job and the Yamaha baby grand played between 82-84 , there ya go. Overall solid and fun! Add the mirror suit guy and a bird on stilts and Barraco on Lovelight it doesn’t get any better. Sunday came fast. It’s been a hell of a year. I’ve been busier than a one armed wallpaper hanger. What I consistently find tho, love that raises your vibration is everything! It doesn’t matter physically how I feel if I’m peaceful and content; the wellspring will carry me on. After spring reunion Suwannee, I decided I’d go see Peter Rowan any chance I get. He still has that Hollywood polish. Railroad Earth played his tunes so well and seemed so honored to back him up. At one point he traded licks back and forth with the guitarist and hit those high notes like he can. Something about singing out vowels is such a heart opener. He loves crowd participation! “Wild Horses”, “Land of the Navaho” , “Fetch Wood, Carry Water”, “ Midnight Moonlight”, “the Hobo Song” to name a few. What is most captivating is the joy he shows when performing. You watch his soul dance much like a keyboardist we all know. I’ve been told “I want to give you all the things you want and none of the things you don’t want”. My heart was filled to the brim Sunday night. All the songs like Casey Kasem airwaves. The hits kept rolling. A birdie told me VIP deck had cleared out and it was heavenly dance space. There is magic at DSO shows. I never tire of seeing them perform. There is no one who delivers like they do. Thank you. And I have to say, I have been blessed again and again through the years by a kindness and joy that heals my soul.