Em and I are sitting in the bus, waiting to head down Canal to the CBD, where we are staying. Em prefers to call it the BFD, not for ‘business and financial district’ but more out of deference to Joe Biden.
Now we take a quick rest before boarding the ferry to gig with Hirsh on the West Bank.
It was an amazing day with monstrous performances. And the rain held off. More reports will be coming shortly.
Transatlantic on Saturday night was amazing. The crappy cameraphone pictures are posted in my previous entry. Now Em has returned from Moab and we’re heading down to JazzFest. The music is everywhere. Even now, I’m tying up some loose ends so I can be out of the office for three days while I listen to the new Grateful Dead release of J.F.K. Stadium 7/7/89, a show I attended. It sounds almost as good as it did on that beautiful Summer day 21 years ago.
And then there are these two songs I have obsessing over. For no reason in particular.
Rollings Stones – Under My Thumb from the Expanded ‘Get Yer Ya-Yas Out’ [audio:http://mpomy.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/2-03-Under-My-Thumb.mp3|titles=2-03 Under My Thumb]
Jerry Garcia – Gommorah from a solo acoustic bootleg [audio:http://mpomy.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/04-Gommorah.mp3|titles=04 Gommorah]