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The Whirlwind YoYo

July 17th, 2018 Jorma 8 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!

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 24 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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The Language Of The Heart

June 10th, 2018 Jorma 5 comments
On the road to Akron

On the road to Akron

Foto by Mutt

Last Thursday I rode up to Akron for Founders Day… the 83rd anniversary of AA. To be in a crowd where the language of the heart is spoken by all… is rare indeed. I so look forward to this trip every year.

The Four Absolutes

The Four Absolutes

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

My and two of my good buddies at Annie and Dr. Bob's gravesite in Mt. Peace Cemetary

My and two of my good buddies at Annie and Dr. Bob's gravesite in Mt. Peace Cemetary

Photographer Anonyous

The ride up was flawless… the weather perfect!

Guess how many steps to Dr. Bob's House?

Guess how many steps to Dr. Bob's House?

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Then it was time for a trip to Henrietta Seiberling’s Gate House.

I can't walk through these doors without getting emotional

I can't walk through these doors without getting emotional

Foto by Mutt

The weather turned Saturday night and lightning storms cut the Big Meeting short… rain started pouring and didn’t let up until I was almost 60 miles south of Akron. It’s only water right… and the spend a weekend where the language of the heart is spoken by all… is worth any storm I have to go through.

Back to the my world here at the Fur Peace Ranch and a gig on Tuesday in Columbus at Natalie’s. Well, Worthington actually.

Life is good!

The Nelsonville Music Festival

June 4th, 2018 Jorma 11 comments

Since I wasn’t working this past weekend, Vanessa and I got to got to the Nelsonville Music Festival, hear some great music and catch up with some friends. We also had to retrieve our daughter who had been camping with her friends for the weekend. Ah… summer vacation… if you’re a kid!

The Kaukonens... showing the flag!

The Kaukonens... showing the flag!

Photographer lost in antiquity

This is an amazing regional festival, well supported by the community and filled with great artists! I was fortunate enough to do a solo set here a couple of years ago. One of the first people we ran into yesterday when we parked was my old friend ScareKrow who brought us over to say ‘hi’ to Ani DiFranco.

ScareKrow, Ani and me

ScareKrow, Ani and me

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

We wandered around and I ran into the Henna Faerie.

Here I am with the Henna Faerie

Here I am with the Henna Faerie

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

the HF turned us onto Bridget Punsalang who tattoos out of Saratoga Springs, N.Y. from the Neeledwurks parlor. Check out Bridget’s work. I’ve got a little… Nessa’s got a lot from her. Good stuff.

We headed up to the main stage where the Blind Boys Of Alabama were just starting their set. I noticed that the bass player… whose name I didn’t get, was playing a Jack Casady Bass.

The JC Bass on the main stage...

The JC Bass on the main stage...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The Blind Boys were awesome… as they always are!

A line of greatness!

A line of greatness!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Paul Thorn sat in with the Blind Boys and it was like a revival right there in our own Nelsonville!

After that great performance, Nessa and I collected Izze and headed back the the Fur Peace Ranch.

Stage right at the Bind Boys Of Alabama set!

Stage right at the Bind Boys Of Alabama set!

Selfie by Vanessa Kaukonen

What a great weekend!

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Maybe April Comes To The Fur Peace Station

June 3rd, 2018 Jorma 1 comment

Last night the Fur Peace Ranch hosted the up and coming band from Nashville, Maybe April. Since I wasn’t playing or teaching this weekend I took over my pal Jerry’s spot behind the wheel of the mule to ferry folks in from the parking lot.

Service with a smile from the Ole Picker.

Service with a smile from the Ole Picker.

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Hurl, our Ranch Manager, discover Maybe April before they were even signed and recorded. They were awesome on YouTube and even more awesome in person.

Alana, Katy and Kristin onstage at the Station

Alaina, Katy and Kristin onstage at the Station

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

What a great show the girls put on for the sold out house here at the Ranch. I predict great things for these gals.

Nessa, Kristin, Katy, Alana and me after the show

Nessa, Kristin, Katy, Alaina and me after the show

Foto by Wally Himmelman

The gals spent the night here at the Ranch and this morning Nessa sent them on their way to Asheville with coffee, fresh fruit and sundry goodies.

It’s good to know the future of music is more than safe!

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Just A Little Slide Show

June 2nd, 2018 Jorma 4 comments
One our porch...

One our porch...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Porch left

Porch left

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Dont' get lost at the FPR

Dont' get lost at the FPR

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Smiles finishing the railng on the new Green Room Cabin

Smiles finishing the railng on the new Green Room Cabin

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Psylodelic Museum & New Company Store

Psylodelic Museum & New Company Store

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Turn right

Turn right

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

John H. Yoda of Merchandise

John H. Yoda of Merchandise

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Rev. Davis and Grace Slick... two of my favorite people

Rev. Davis and Grace Slick... two of my favorite people

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Painting by Malles Meje and Jorma sculpture by Lisa Reinertson

Painting by Malles Meje and Jorma sculpture by Lisa Reinertson

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The Buckeye Rural swath through the woods

The Buckeye Rural swath through the woods

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Day is almost done...

Day is almost done...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Just a photographic cross section of my afternoon yesterday. Today we have Maybe April with their concert here at the Fur Peace Ranch. More tomorrow…

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From The Ranch To Dark Star

May 25th, 2018 Jorma 4 comments

We’ve had so much going on at the Ranch non-stop since the season opened that it’s nice to take a little break. Of course, I’m up here in Thornville, Ohio for Dark Star’s Jubilee… so it’s not like I’m doing nothing. My daughter just finished seventh grade with straight A’s. She didn’t get that from me… that’s for sure. Anyway, last weekend at the Fur Peace Ranch it was Pat Donohue, G.E.Smith and myself. Pat was the Big Dog on stage that night and G.E. and myself went on first.

G.E. surrounded by age and beauty!

G.E. surrounded by age and beauty!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Jorma Kaukonen 21, 2016
Jorma With G.E. Smith
Fur Peace Ranch Station
Darwin , Ohio
Saturday, May 19, 2018

1. Dime For Beer… Jorma solo
2. Sleep song… Jorma solo
3. Trial By Fire… Jorma Solo
4. Come Back Baby… Jorma with G.E.
5. Kentucky Blues… G.E. with Jorma
6. Re-Enlistment Blues… Jorma with G.E.
7. G.E. Buffalo Skinners… G.E.
8. Whining Boy Blues… Jorma with G.E.
9. Dark As A Dungeon… G.E.
10. Search My Heart… Jorma with G.E.
11. Ballad Of Pancho & Lefty… G.E.
12. The Automatic… G.E. with Jorma

We had a blast with this set! We also got to sit in with Pat on Deep River Blues and Teenage Wedding. Thanks for gracing us with our presence Pat… Good times. You too G.E. Always!

The Class of Last Week!

The Class of Last Week!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Big thanks to Tom Feldman for gracing us with his elegant presence and making things easier for the Old Man… me.

The Light Of This World Class

The Light Of This World Class

Foto by helpful student!

The week went by in the link of an an eye. Today is my daughter’s last day of school…and we are up here in Hebron getting ready to head over to Legend Valley. First a trip to the Lakeside diner in Buckeye Lake.

Yummy

Yummy

Foto by Suzy Perler

Looks like a nice day!

Looks like a nice day!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Electric set tonight, acoustic tomorrow. Great weather today… we’ll see about tomorrow.

Onward!

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One Week To The Next…

May 17th, 2018 Jorma 12 comments

Last weekend we hosted Happy Traum and Woody Mann. Saturday night Robin and Linda Williams played the show. It was an awesome weekend of music.

Always good to see Happy!

Always good to see Happy!

We also got to celebrate Happy’s 80th birthday!

Nessa sings and presents... Happy Birthday Mr. President......

Nessa sings and presents... Happy Birthday Mr. President......

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

It was a truly great group of guys and gals… as it always is!

The weekend class...

The weekend class...

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Then before you know it… the weekend was over.

My group of stalwarts

My group of stalwarts

Foto by John Hurlbut

Starting tomorrow the Fur Peace Ranch will involve myself, G.E.Smith and Pat Donohue will be holding forth and I expect another weekend filled with joy and notes!

Woody Mann pick on my D'Angelico

Woody Mann pick on my D'Angelico

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

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