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Lot of Heads following me here so thought I’d post: a Jerry Garcia playlist four wonderfully obsessive years in the making. Lots of stripped back acoustic folk/bluegrass rarities and just generally some of my very fondest recordings of my very favorite musician / artist period. 

Listen chronologically starting with Jerry’s Palo Alto early 60′s bluegrass days, or give it a shuffle now and again. I promise you’ll find something that moves you, and a whole lot you didn’t expect - whether you’re a GD veteran or layman. Cheers {~);-}

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by @skalathamus

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Gal Costa - Deus é o amor 

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The Connection ~ Phish June 26, 2010 | CMAC Performing Arts Center | Canandaigua, NY 

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Crazy Fingers ~ Grateful Dead June 14th, 1976 | Beacon Theatre | New York, NY

Life may be sweeter for this, I don’t know Feels like it might be all right While lady lullaby sings plainly through you, love still rings true Never could reach it, just slips away… but I try

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Reba (jam) ~ Phish March 1st, 1997 | Markethalle | Hamburg, Germany

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“Whatever you think your life is going to be like, just know, it’s not gonna be anything like that.”

20th Century Women (2016) dir. Mike Mills

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Lonely people tend, rather, to be lonely because they decline to bear the psychic costs of being around other humans. They are allergic to people. People affect them too strongly.

David Foster Wallace (via quotemadness)

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Estimated Prophet ~ Grateful Dead May 25th, 1977 | The Mosque | Richmond, VA

“California, a prophet on the burning shore… California, I’ll be knocking on the golden door”

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One of my favorites to see live. It’s in 7/4 time, it’s hypnotic

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Yayoi Kusama (Japanese, b. 1929), Mt. Fuji (QPWE), 2005. Acrylic on canvas, 91 x 116.7 cm.

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When I Paint My Masterpiece ~ Jerry Garcia Band October 11th, 1973 | The Keystone | Berkeley, CA

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keeping off of here lately has been a nice change of pace.

been working and exploring and learning and living quietly in berkeley for a little over a month. every morning on the way to work i pass the building this was recorded in. I imagine what it might’ve been like to witness the magic of my beloved Jerry playing ‘till 3 am on a tuesday to a crowd of less than a hundred people, just a couple months after he’d played to 600k at watkins glen. the building i’m living in is across the street from People’s Park, a centerpiece of the berkeley protests of the late 1960s, and of the entire counterculture itself. i live for the near-daily encounters with the classically ‘berkeley’ old-school hippies that still wander blissfully around these parts. lately I’ve even cultivated the gall to ask some of them for portraits with whichever film camera I happen to be carrying around. living among such inspiring, fascinating history is quite beautiful - its magnitude has a way of relinquishing any concern for my own history, or it’s inflated significance. i’m feeling the thrill for life I seem to lose touch with during my extended stints in Indiana. going to keep trying, just a little bit harder... to be in this place while I can. 

adios, tumblr <3

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Brown Eyed Woman

Grateful Dead | 05/08/1977 | Ithaca, New York

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If you’re not crying you’re not listening

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From The Book of Miracles (Augsburger Wunderzeichenbuch), c. 1550. Source

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“She’s my Rushmore.”

“I know. She was mine too.”

Rushmore (1998) dir. Wes Anderson

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Neil Young - Cortez the Killer

there is a long intro, but you have to hear this song

He came dancing across the water With his galleons and guns Looking for the new world In that palace in the sun. On the shore lay Montezuma With his coca leaves and pearls In his halls he often wondered With the secrets of the worlds. And his subjects gathered ‘round him Like the leaves around a tree In their clothes of many colors For the angry gods to see. And the women all were beautiful And the men stood straight and strong They offered life in sacrifice So that others could go on. Hate was just a legend And war was never known The people worked together And they lifted many stones. They carried them to the flatlands And they died along the way But they built up with their bare hands What we still can’t do today. And I know she’s living there And she loves me to this day I still can’t remember when Or how I lost my way. He came dancing across the water Cortez, Cortez What a killer. 

 This song is about Hernán Cortez, the Spanish conqueror of the Aztec Empire. The Aztecs lived in what is now considered Mexico, and Cortez had an army of 600 sail from what is now Cuba to the Aztec town of Tobasco. The Aztecs thought Cortez was a god and bowed before him. They let his army roam free. Cortez, however, became wary of their good nature and took their leader hostage. He then captured and killed many of their people. He also unwittingly brought new diseases to the Americas, which the natives had no immunities towards. On top of all this, he built what is now Mexico City with slave labor. He returned to Spain a hero.

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Baroque castle Riegersburg - Hanno Karlhuber

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Wheat Fields with a Reaper - Vincent van Gogh

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