Eric Olsen of Tres Producers eats some meaty caps and sets to investigating the Dead and their enigmatic “Uncle John’s Band.” Predictably, he soon finds himself citing biblical verse and quoting from some 30s tune recorded by the Carolina Buddies. Trickster figures in the guise of birds abound — and there’s even talk of economic cycles and jet propulsion. The only thing missing is a screaming coming across the sky, and perhaps a cameo from Tyrone Slothrop.
…A long, strange trip, this post is…
Me, I’m a “Mexicali Blues” fan — just the kind of straightforward narrative I can handle when I’m all freaky on organic hallucinagins and sodden with cheap Apple wine…
Ah, yes. Apple wine….
Me…I’m for sweet cherry wine…
…so very fine…
Jeff buddy, I think you captured the essence of the quintessence where the medium is the message and a post must be a synecdoche for which it stands. No hallucinogens here since a Dead concert in 1992 – the tracers have finally disappeared.
I was at that concert, man. I was selling nitrous balloons with my friend Dave. We had a sign that read, “Balloons for Sale, Life for Free.”
To this day I have no idea what that sign meant.