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Three Old Dogs

July 20th, 2018 Jorma 66 comments
Old friends... still the best!

Old friends... still the best!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Friends are always good… you can’t have too many of them. All that being said, there is that not so elusive quality that old friends share. They know where you come from and how you got where you are. You have shared moments of life and loss. Life evolves as it must for each of us in its own way, but at the end of the day… you are still friends. Here you see my dear friends Jerry, Chuck and myself. Fifty years ago when I was making my bones in the music world, they were both in Vietnam and yet here we are today breaking bread at Salaam in Athens, Ohio where the spice road cuisine is always good.

Golden moments indeed!

I love these guys…

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The Whirlwind YoYo

July 17th, 2018 Jorma 26 comments

Saturday Myron and I drove 590 miles from the Fur Peace Ranch to Ronkonkoma. We barely stopped for gas on that run, so hen se go to the hotel we were starving. Fortunately, right next to the hotel was this:

Tasted like there, but it was here!

Tasted like there, but it was here!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

La Villetta was quite simply… awesome! What a way to end the drive up!

Sunday we checked out of the hotel and drove to the venue in Patchogue. As an honorary Long Islander, there were lots of old friends as well as new!

Chewing the fat with Devon Allman

Chewing the fat with Devon Allman

Photographer unknown

I brought a box of the great Hot Tuna vinyl reissue of the first LP, and Jack and I signed them for the Company Store at the Fur Peace Ranch.

John Hancock time...

John Hancock time...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

It was a great hang. Got to hear my old pal Michael Falzarano as well as all the other great acts. We also got a little time to actually check our stuff out on stage before our set. Rare in a festival situation.

Eh?

Eh?

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Then our moment came…

Lovely evening spot...

Lovely evening spot...

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Hot Tuna 20, 2018
The Electric Trio
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
& Justin Guip
The Great South Bay Music Festival
Patchogue, N.Y.
Sunday, July 15, 2018

1. Been So Long
2. Hesitation Blues
3. Ode To Billy Dean
4. I Wish You Would
5. Sleep Song
6. Trial By Fire
7. Bowlegged Woman
8. Come Back Baby

Dicky Betts and the guys were coming on after us but they had some setup problems and Myron and I had to leave before their set.

Life on the road

Life on the road

Foto by Myron Hart

Myron and I slept for some hours off of I-78 and then made it home. A fine surgical strike of music.

More anon!

Getting Ready For The Trek

July 13th, 2018 Jorma 14 comments

Leaving for the Hot Tuna Show at the Great South Bay Music Festival at Shorefront Park on Sunday. We’re all sure looking forward to this. Yesterday I took Izze to meet her pals at Strouds Run and flew my drone a little bit.

Strouds Run Beach at the lake

Strouds Run Beach at the lake

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

The girls are the little ants moving around down there.

Muddy from the rain... but still beautiful!

Muddy from the rain... but still beautiful!

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

Of course… the drone selfie…

A boy, his Jeep and his drone...

A boy, his Jeep and his drone...

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

Got the truck loaded, gonna grab some Z’s and head for the gig.

Onward indeed!

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A Lovely Tuesday

July 10th, 2018 Jorma 24 comments
Me on the 1932 Rickebacker Tuxedo

Me on the 1932 Rickebacker Tuxedo

Foto by Myron Hart

Last week I got to play on a tune for the great Joe Louis Walker for his upcoming project on Cleopatra Records out of L.A. Joe and I go way, way back to the early Fillmore days. It was such an honor that he asked me to do this!

On of the old covered bridges in Athens County

On of the old covered bridges in Athens County

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Izze had a sleepover in a remote pat of the county I had never been to before. Lovely.

A man and his Jeep

A man and his Jeep

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Lots of stuff to do this week. Driving up for the Hot Tuna show in Patchogue and heading home after our set. All things considered… it’s all good! Think I’ll go out to see what the pool is like right now…

Hmmmmmm….

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Life On LIfe’s Terms

July 8th, 2018 Jorma 16 comments

Well, the Fourth Of July came and went. The heat wave was still in effect here in Southeast Ohio back then so we elected to have a family barbecue on the deck here at the house. The camp that Izze had selected turned turned out to be the farthest thing from what she had hoped it would be, so Vanessa drove another thousand miles to pick her up and bring her home. This is a whole other conversation that I’m not going to specifically address here. Suffice it to say that i am more than disappointed in what the reality of that camp was. All that being said, our girl is back and her summer is progressing in a much more positive way.

As for the Fourth… I love my country each and every day and even though the fellowship and fireworks is always gratifying, I don’t need a special moment to reaffirm my commitment. Nuff said.

It’s in the mid seventies this beautiful Sunday… just beautiful! We’re all just pottering around the house at the Ranch enjoying this rare moment of relative low stress. These are the moments that keep me going when things get hectic. I just did a cool guitar part for Joe Louis Walker’s new project. Thanks for thinking of me Joe. I remember when Joe was a teenager from the Western Addition where I was living in the early days of the Fillmore. Glad we’re still here bud!

Taking a day far from the madding crowd… TV never came on today, computer is going off… Maverick and I are going for a walk and then maybe a swim with the girls.

Have a great Sunday all!

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Rob Ickes And Trey Hensley Come To The Fur Peace Ranch

July 1st, 2018 Jorma 24 comments

Well, last night Rob Ickes and Trey Hensley came to our little corner of the universe and made a whole lot of people, including me and Vanessa very happy with their magnificent show. I got to briefly share the stage with Rob and Trey at the Folk Alliance in Kansas City, MO earlier this year. I’ve known Rob for some time now and have always admired his technical mastery of the dobro that was always deeply marinated with soul. Getting to know Trey both musically and personally was equally a treat! This gentleman’s guitar playing is stratospheric to say the least! That said, the song always comes first with him and never gets lost in the notes. I love these guys!

Rob and Trey bordered by my 1961 Fender Super

Rob and Trey bordered by my 1961 Fender Super

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Marginal foto I know, but I left my camera with the long lens in the house. What a show!

Me, Rob, Trey, Wally and Vanessa

Me, Rob, Trey, Wally and Vanessa

Photographer lost in antiquity

Now to back up a little… I opened the show for the guys, and here is my set list.

Jorma Kaukonen 24
Jorma Solo
The Fur Peace Station
Darwin, Ohio
Saturday, June 30, 2018

1. Dime For Beer
2. Heart Temporary
3. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
4. Barbeque King
5. Sleep Song
6. Watch The North Wind Rise
7. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
8. San Francisco Bay Blues
9. Bar Room Crystal Ball
10. Water Song
11. That’ll Never Happen No More

When Rob and Trey came out for their much deserved encore, they honored my by inviting me to share it with them and we did an outstanding (If I do say so myself) version of Nobody Knows You When You’re Down And Out.

The guys stayed over at the Fur Peace Ranch and while Nessa was fixing a yummy breakfast for everyone Maverick, the Big Dog, and I took a walk.

Early morning on the old road

Early morning on the old road

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Nothing like a morning walk with one of your best pals!

The Big Guy

The Big Guy

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Well, Rob and Trey are off to Maggie Valley, NC and I think I’ll go outside in with by the pool for a while before it gets too hot.

Onward!

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Kids…

June 26th, 2018 Jorma 25 comments

My Daughter Asleep

Carrying a child,
I carry a bundle of sleeping
future appearances.
I carry my daughter
adrift on my shoulder,
dreaming her slender dreams
and I carry her beneath the window,
watching her moon lit palm open and close
like a tiny folded map,
each line a path that leads where I can’t go,
so that I read her palm not knowing what I read
and
walk with her in moon light on the landing,
not knowing with whom I walk,
making invisible prayers to go on with her where
I can’t go,
conversing with so many unknowns that must know her more
intimately than I do.

And so to these unspoken shadows and this broad night
I make a quiet request to the great parental darkness
to hold her when I cannot, to comfort her when I am gone,
to help her learn to love the unknown for itself,
to take it gladly like a lantern for the way before her,
to help her see where ordinary light will not help her,
where happiness has fled, where faith will not reach.

My prayer tonight for the great and hidden symmetries of life
to reward this faith I have and twin her passages of loneliness with friendship,
her exiles with home coming, her first awkward steps with promised onward leaps.

May she find in all this, day or night, the beautiful centrality of pure opposites,
may she discover before she grows old, not to choose so easily between past and present,
may she find in one or the other her gifts acknowledged.

And so as I helped to name her, I help to name these powers,
I bring to life what is needed, I invoke the help she’ll want
following those moonlit lines into a future uncradled by me but parented by all I call.

As she grows away from me, may these life lines grow with her, keep her safe,
so
with my open palm whose lines have run before her to make a safer way,
I hold her smooth cheek and bless her this night into all these other unknown
nights to come.

-David Whyte

I have posted this poem before… and I’m sure I will again. We dropped Izze off at cam[ but before we did we stopped by the museum at Bethel, N.Y.

Izze and Vanessa look at the Woodstock signboard

Izze and Vanessa look at the Woodstock signboard

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

‘You might find this interesting,’ I say. In my mind, ‘Perhaps not.’ We walk through the gates and buy tickets.

Wasn't that a time?

Wasn't that a time?

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The Woodstock memory is so interesting to me almost fifty years down the road… in many ways like a dream! The kids don’t seem to see kids, just strange people from another time.

a girl surrounded by another world...

a girl surrounded by another world...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

We walk about… surrounded by the past.

Through a glass darkly

Through a glass darkly

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

She marks time, diligently waiting for the Woodstock experience to fade into arrival at camp.

What was it all about anyway?

What was it all about anyway?

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

And then it was time to drop her for… for the next month. All this and she turned 12 today.

And then I was home…

Meanwhile, back at the Ranch...

Meanwhile, back at the Ranch...

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

I miss that girl…

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Life Is A Disappearing Act

June 18th, 2018 Jorma 14 comments


Good things come, good things go
If it lifts you up, it’ll lay you low
People leave and they don’t come back
Life is a disappearing act…

Gretchen Peters, Life Is A Disappearing Act

From Dancing With The Beast

We had another wonderful weekend here at the Fur Peace Ranch With Tom Feldman, David Wolff and myself. All that being said there’s no good time for bad news. Saturday night before the show with Peter Rowan and his Twang And Groove, I found that my friend Steve Story had passed away on Friday. I just texting him a couple of days ago and we were planning on getting together in a week or so. Life is indeed a disappearing act and my friends are starting to disappear at an alarming rate. Indeed, in death all you are, all you might ever be disappears into the ether like dust, and that’s just the way it is. ‘We are all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house, birth till death, we travel between the eternities.’ I’ll be at your service in Thursday but I’m sure going to miss talking to you Steve. Fair winds and following seas brother… fair winds and following seas!

Because life goes on no matter who dies, back at the Ranch, good things were happening.

David wears the first person view google while I pilot my Mavic.

David wears the first person view google while I pilot my Mavic.

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

Peter and his buddies sure helped to cheer us up Saturday night.

The boys holding forth

The boys holding forth

With Paul Knight on bass, Jamie Oldaker, percussion, Dave Easley, steel guitar, and Don Rigsby mandolin it was truly a night to remember.

Two friends

Two friends

Foto by Wally Himmelman

It was a bittersweet weekend on the on hand, but a joyous one on the other and that is good because life is too short to be anything but joyous!

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A Night At Natalie’s

June 14th, 2018 Jorma 24 comments
Best pizza in Cowtown...

Best pizza in Cowtown...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Natalie’s Coal Fired Pizza is a more than delightful venue and a really good restaurant that is technically in Worthington, although it’s all Columbus to country boys like me. This is my second trip to Natalie’s, and I look forward to the next one. Now, not a day goes by that I don’t spend a lot of time maintaining my relationship with my guitars, but it’s not the same thing as gigging. I’ve been home for a while and as much as I love being home with the family, sometimes I feel as if my identity is beginning to suffer when I don’t get to play for an audience. This was just the remedy I needed! Plus, there were two shows on this night… both sold out!

Jorma Kaukonen 22, 2018
Jorma Solo
Natalie’s Coal Fired Pizza
Worthington, Ohio
Tuesday, June 12, 2018

First Show:

1. Dime For Beer
2. Serpent Of Dreams
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Search My Heart
5. Been So Long
6. Barbeque King
7. How Long Blues
8. Sleep Song
9. Trial By Fire
10. River Of Time
11. Candy Man
12. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
13. Heart Temporary
14. I Am The Light of This World
15. Trouble In Mind
16. I Know You Rider
17. Encore: Embryonic Journey

Since I’m not eating carbs right now, I feasted on a giant meatball between shows… Beef, pork an lamb… Deeeelicious!!!

Jorma Kaukonen 23, 2018
Natalie’s Coal Fired Pizza
Worthington, Ohio
Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Second Show:
1. Whining Boy Blues
2. True Religion
3. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
4. I See The Light
5. How Long Blues
6. Prohibition Blues
7. Come Back Baby
8. San Francisco Bay Blues
9. Sea Child
10. Watch The North Wind Rise
11. Good Shepherd
12. That’ll Never Happen No More
13. Things That Might Have Been
14. Re-Enlistment Blues
15. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
16. Encore: Water Song

The weather held until I was driving home… and then it was beyond torrential. Fortunately, in addition to my Daylighter headlights, I have a killer light bar!

What's not to like about a Jeep?

What's not to like about a Jeep?

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Now I know that a light bar like this is not street legal, but it sure saved my bacon coming home on Rt. 33 at 0100 Wednesday morning. You just couldn’t see more that 20 feet in front of you with only the LED headlights.

Good times…

Yesterday I went up to Dan Earlewine’s shop in Athens, Ohio where a new set of engraved Waverly tuners were waiting for me. Susan from Stewart-MacDonald was shooting a video for Dan and Stewmack and we had a blast with it. My new tuners are mighty sexy too… guitar geekery… gotta love it.

Tomorrow is the beginning of another great weekend at the Fur Peace Ranch and Saturday night Peter Rowan and some of his pals will be holding forth at the Station.

Well, it’s a beautiful day today… I think I’ll go for a ride… without rainsuit!

Vroooom….

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One Hundred And Eight

June 12th, 2018 Jorma 14 comments
Thirty years ago in Talmont, North Shore Tahoe

Thirty years ago in Talmont, North Shore Tahoe

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen, Sr.

One hundred and eight years ago in East Windsor, Connecticut a little girl was born on a tobacco farm. Her name was Beatrice Love Levine and thirty years later she would become my mother. Indeed, today my brother Peter and I are motherless children, like it says in the song. In the scheme of things, that is as it should be. Sorry you missed your grandchildren mom… you would have loved them and they would have loved you! Perhaps you know that.

I miss you and dad all the time, but we’re alright… and so are you.

Love you…

Jormason

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