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Whistlin' and singin', she's a carryin' on.
There's laughing in her eyes, dancing in her feet,
She's a neon-light diamond and she can live on the street.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Well everybody's dancin' in a ring around the sun
Nobody's finished, we ain't even begun.
So take off your shoes, child, and take off your hat.
Try on your wings and find out where it's at.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Take a vacation, fall out for a while,
Summer's comin' in, and it's goin' outa in style
Well lie down smokin' honey, have yourself a ball,
'Cause your mother's down in Memphis, won't be back 'till the fall.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Hey hey, hey, come right away (You're in the country)
Come and join the party every day.
Still don't get the Dead.
I don't care
Having gone to college in the late 1980's/early 1990's, I'd have to say the majority of the "deadheads" I knew fit this profile. These same people were just looking for something to conform to. The vast majority were preppy in high school, voted for Reagan or Bush and belonged to a fraternity or sorority. They were into the dead simply for the material peripherals (drugs and clothes) and knew next to nothing about the music. Having said that, I enjoyed their music a lot at the time but did not identify myself as a deadhead mostly because I didn't want to be confused with the college-aged bandwagon deadheads.
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Wow. Most of the DeadHeads I knew in college didn't fit this stereotype. Some of the DeadHeads at my school belonged to a fraternity or sorority, but I'm not sure they voted for Reagan or Bush. And they sure didn't give a shit about the "material peripherals." They just liked the music. I was in college when you were, and I can assure you we were all about the beer. The beer and the music. And the pot. That too.
Having been a young fan (since jr high) and attending college in late 80s, there's a certain element of truth in this profiling. I think most of us were there for the music first. But there was an element of having to "fit in" - where the right sandals, long hair, talk this way - our not be fully accepted. I was a bigger fan than most, but didnt wear birkenstocks...whatever that all means. Kinda proves people are people, want to fit into something, wherever you go.
U may have missed the point there fella. I was speaking of the energy of two young, relatively undiscovered bands, not the songwriting.
Having gone to college in the late 1980's/early 1990's, I'd have to say the majority of the "deadheads" I knew fit this profile. These same people were just looking for something to conform to. The vast majority were preppy in high school, voted for Reagan or Bush and belonged to a fraternity or sorority. They were into the dead simply for the material peripherals (drugs and clothes) and knew next to nothing about the music. Having said that, I enjoyed their music a lot at the time but did not identify myself as a deadhead mostly because I didn't want to be confused with the college-aged bandwagon deadheads.
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Wow. Most of the DeadHeads I knew in college didn't fit this stereotype. Some of the DeadHeads at my school belonged to a fraternity or sorority, but I'm not sure they voted for Reagan or Bush. And they sure didn't give a shit about the "material peripherals." They just liked the music. I was in college when you were, and I can assure you we were all about the beer. The beer and the music. And the pot. That too.
Double Wow. This is hilarious. I too went to college (In Colorado and Santa Cruz California) between 1988 and 1994 (yeah, 4 year degree crammed into 6 years)... I too hung with a pretty-dead-centric group. I agree with each of you in a lot of respects. My wife laughed when i read these comments to her because i have been telling her stuff like this for years. The one point i strongly disagree with (for my group at least) is that they would EVER vote for Reagan (too young, for one thing) or Bush (either one). I also don't think that the clothes were especially important... my crowd was more the Tevas and Patagonia types, not so much tie-dye & daddy's BMW crowd. 0% frat/sorority but definitely fond of the herbal remedies that seemed to go along with the Dead culture. and, i would like to add, they definitely LOVED the music.
And Bill's at it again in June. Wow, this sounds seriously earnest and (please don't beat me) a bit amateurish. Almost like a Top 40 cover. Were the Dead still in high school when they put this out?
Not quite in high school, but it was their first album, produced in 4 days in 1967 and originally titled "San Francisco's The Grateful Dead" before they changed the title to Grateful Dead.
Lyle Lovett - Friend of the Devil
Los Lobos - Bertha
The Dead - The Golden Road
Inspired set.
And Bill's at it again in June. Wow, this sounds seriously earnest and (please don't beat me) a bit amateurish. Almost like a Top 40 cover. Were the Dead still in high school when they put this out?
Lyle Lovett - Friend of the Devil
Los Lobos - Bertha
The Dead - The Golden Road
Inspired set.
Yeah! The real deal!
None of this Osbone/Lovett/Lobos Axis of Evil covers drivel.
Bout time!
Thats pretty funny..... they wern't talking about the Dead at all....
"Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow"
Reminds me of a friend who thought Steve Miller was singing about, "Big o'l Jed and Lionel" (Jet Airliner)
Um, you might try looking up the word "paraphrase."
Grateful Dead - "So Many Roads" Live in Las Vegas (1994):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfGD94CchJU
"This is one of the monumental Jerry ballads from the later years"
Except that the Pranksters took the legendary bus trip to the New York World's Fair in '64 and dropped in on Dr. Tim's tripping headquarters as long as they were nearby and both camps shared a mutual fondness for Mr. Owsley. Unfortunately, Kesey and Leary had completely different ideas as to how Owley's gift to the world should best be utilized. The former thought "anytime, anywhere," and "more is more." The later treated it with more respect, given that many who saw the light were ultimately vaporized by same.
A great read on all that is "Storming Heaven". Even the good Dr. Leary and the Millbrook crowd got stridently messianic and lost a certain necessary perspective after just plain too many sessions. All those clowns kind of poisoned the well for everyone, its taken like 30 years and a lot of uphill legal, political, and scientific battles by truly dedicated groups like MAPS to get the work of Stan Grof and the other _real_ consciousness researchers restarted.
I think I speak for most Deadheads who didn't go to school in the 80's but more like the 70's and 60's when I paraphrase Lynard Skynard form Sweet Home Alabama. "A dead fan don't need you around anyhow."
Great band, great song. Keep up the good work.
Thats pretty funny..... they wern't talking about the Dead at all....
"Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow"
Reminds me of a friend who thought Steve Miller was singing about, "Big o'l Jed and Lionel" (Jet Airliner)
Same for me... then I heard "One from the Vault" and the whole world changed..... just amazing!
Franklin's on One From the Vault is a 10 all the way!
If you think deadheads are bad, you should have spent some time around Phishheads. They made deadheads a joy to be around.
True DAT!
I must have been a Reverse "Touch Head" then. I initially thought that the Dead sucked because all I knew was Touch of Grey. I was about 15 when that song was released as a single. Little did I know that the song had been performed live for years before that. Once I listened to the concert stuff, I was hooked. It took a bit to overcome listening to Touch of Grey on every radio station for a while though.
Same for me... then I heard "One from the Vault" and the whole world changed..... just amazing!
_Some_ people may have joined the Dead for the scene but they always stayed for the music.
I doubt this guy is a genius at anything. You nailed him.
What a funky album. I read that Jerry had a hard time listening to is after the fact, outta tune and all speed up. I love it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfGD94CchJU
"This is one of the monumental Jerry ballads from the later years"
its like the joke goes;
Q: what did one Deadhead say to the other when they ran out of acid?
A: Man! this music BLOWS!
LOL having been there (60s 70s) I disagree with almost everything Damien wrote. You had to be there.
yes the music did blow, but have you heard the shit on the air since then. nuf said.
I think I speak for most Deadheads who didn't go to school in the 80's but more like the 70's and 60's when I paraphrase Lynard Skynard form Sweet Home Alabama. "A dead fan don't need you around anyhow."
Great band, great song. Keep up the good work.
Having gone to college in the late 1980's/early 1990's, I'd have to say the majority of the "deadheads" I knew fit this profile. These same people were just looking for something to conform to. The vast majority were preppy in high school, voted for Reagan or Bush and belonged to a fraternity or sorority. They were into the dead simply for the material peripherals (drugs and clothes) and knew next to nothing about the music. Having said that, I enjoyed their music a lot at the time but did not identify myself as a deadhead mostly because I didn't want to be confused with the college-aged bandwagon deadheads.
I don't agree. I went to school in the same timeframe you speak of. Yes, I voted for Bush (both of them) and I would have voted for Reagan if I had been old enough.I used to hang around a lot of people who called themselves deadheads. I have been a Deadhead without the clothes or the drugs. For me, it has always been about the music, not the scene. I have thousands of shows on tape and CD (and now MP3), but have only been to one show. I know their entire catalogue by heart and am looking forward to seeing the Dead in a few weeks (minus Jerry of course).
It is very hard to establish stereotypes because then you find that there are so many exceptions to the little stereotype construct that you have built....
Wow. Most of the DeadHeads I knew in college didn't fit this stereotype. Some of the DeadHeads at my school belonged to a fraternity or sorority, but I'm not sure they voted for Reagan or Bush. And they sure didn't give a shit about the "material peripherals." They just liked the music. I was in college when you were, and I can assure you we were all about the beer. The beer and the music. And the pot. That too.
There's different layers; below the Deadheads are the Pranksterites. Every Pranksterite knows who Leary was, but not many Deadheads do. But when you ask a Pranksterite what Leary was into, outside of the usual clichés, none can tell you. There once was an east coast tribe and a west coast tribe. The west coast tribe never knew what the east coast tribe was doing.
Curious observation. Why are you linking Pranksterites with Timothy Leary? By Pranksterites I assume you mean fans and followers of Ken Kesey, like the Pranksters? The Pranksters and Leary were not at all on the same page. Leary saw LSD as a tool for further study of mental capacirty and functionality while the Pranksters were more light hearted and simply enjoying the experience. To say that deadheads don't know who Leary was makes no sense. Are all your deadhead acquaintances 15 years old or something?
Except that the Pranksters took the legendary bus trip to the New York World's Fair in '64 and dropped in on Dr. Tim's tripping headquarters as long as they were nearby and both camps shared a mutual fondness for Mr. Owsley. Unfortunately, Kesey and Leary had completely different ideas as to how Owley's gift to the world should best be utilized. The former thought "anytime, anywhere," and "more is more." The later treated it with more respect, given that many who saw the light were ultimately vaporized by same.
Me, I drove my own psychedelic bus, thanks, and it wasn't all that terrific—although a multi-hued August dawn somewhere on I-80 E in Iowa with 'Trane blaring was an unforgettable sight akin to a daytime aurora borealis. I quickly discovered I preferred Dr. Tim's approach, given that—when in Rome—I find lyres, baths, frescos, wine and (lack of) togas far more appealing than chariots, lions, and senatorial assassinations.
If you think deadheads are bad, you should have spent some time around Phishheads. They made deadheads a joy to be around.
freakin gate crashers!
Having gone to college in the late 1980's/early 1990's, I'd have to say the majority of the "deadheads" I knew fit this profile. These same people were just looking for something to conform to. The vast majority were preppy in high school, voted for Reagan or Bush and belonged to a fraternity or sorority. They were into the dead simply for the material peripherals (drugs and clothes) and knew next to nothing about the music. Having said that, I enjoyed their music a lot at the time but did not identify myself as a deadhead mostly because I didn't want to be confused with the college-aged bandwagon deadheads.
There's different layers; below the Deadheads are the Pranksterites. Every Pranksterite knows who Leary was, but not many Deadheads do. But when you ask a Pranksterite what Leary was into, outside of the usual clichés, none can tell you. There once was an east coast tribe and a west coast tribe. The west coast tribe never knew what the east coast tribe was doing.
Having gone to college in the late 1980's/early 1990's, I'd have to say the majority of the "deadheads" I knew fit this profile. These same people were just looking for something to conform to. The vast majority were preppy in high school, voted for Reagan or Bush and belonged to a fraternity or sorority. They were into the dead simply for the material peripherals (drugs and clothes) and knew next to nothing about the music. Having said that, I enjoyed their music a lot at the time but did not identify myself as a deadhead mostly because I didn't want to be confused with the college-aged bandwagon deadheads.
If you think deadheads are bad, you should have spent some time around Phishheads. They made deadheads a joy to be around.
Yeah, similar for me, though the songs were Casey Jones and Truckin'. Still don't really like either of those.
Always hated when they played those 2 songs. After a while, they stopped playing them altogether-thank god.
First and last I hope