Hippy Berthaday to Bird, May she access the Beacon rail with ease!
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David Gans reviews Phil's book (reposted on Deadnet from the Well:
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David Gans - 09:18am Apr 7, 2005 PDT (#40 of 53)
(re-posted from a discussion in the WELL:
I got about three quarters of the way through Phil Lesh's book, "Searching for the Sound," on my flight home Tuesday night (the only upside to having spent two hours on the runway at George Fucking Bush Intercontinental Kleptocrat Airport). I am more than impressed. It's really, really good. He covers a tremendous amount of ground concisely, with brilliant turns of phrase, abundant affection, and more than adequate candor.
I haven't gotten to the sad part of the tale yet, but if he carries this tone through the rest of the book I will not be disappointed.
A few passages I marked:
"... I needed to become the foundation, along with the drummer, of the un- folding of time through which music manifests out of silence. In some ways, that role is more interesting than the lead voice, because the bassist cogenerates not only rhythm, but the nature and the rate of harmonic motion, so that the archetypal character of the music is clearly defined."
"If we'd only had eyes to see, the whole Summer of Love catastrophe could have been read as a metaphor for the Grateful Dead's future: the influx of hard drugs, the increasing isolation from and indifference to one another, the resultant failure of communication and shared responsibility."
"Keith's persona... was a perfect foil for the often abrasive, in-your-face, saber-toothed front affected by most of us. A small, shaggy, delicate, melancholic young man, self-effacing almost to the point of exasperation, he evoked in us a kind of tenderness that had been lacking in our music (and our relationships with one another) -- something we hadn't known was missing until it became part of our gestalt. At first, his playing was so smooth, so harmonious*, that even in the wildest free-form improvisations or the most raucous rockers, his presence served as a gently beckoning gravitational force -- reminding us to refrain from drifting off into our own personal ego-spaces."
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No Law School news...argh!
Hooray- the new couch & chairs are being delivered Sunday!
Sorry to not have final pictures of the vanity...here are the 2 pix I took at 2 am...I had just begun painting the desktop service at that point...Aside from the stuff that is there- I added some swirlies and starry shapes...I was told there were many bids..don't know who has it or what was the final bid, though..
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