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On This Veteran’s Day…

November 11th, 2018 Jorma 14 comments

On this Veteran’s Day so many come to mind… Family and friends, strangers who have touched my life… those who have served with honor.

My father, Jorma Sr. WWII U.S. Navy, Pacific
My uncle Pentti, WWII U.S. Army Pacific
My Uncle Tarmo WWII U.S. Army North Africa and Italy
Vanessa’s Uncle Bobby, WWII U.S. Army Battle Of The Bulge
Vanessa’s Uncle Milt, WWII U.S. Army Pacific
My Dear friend Chuck F. Vietnam U.S. Marines
My bestest pal Jerry S. Vietnam U.S. Army
John Hurlbut’s dad Ray, WWII U.S.Navy Pacific

Jerry, Chuck and Ray are still with us… the others have fought their last battle and moved on.

These I know, but of course there are countless others and in my own small way, I honor them all!

My friend Jim Bacon played this Paul Hyde song at our open mike today at the Fur Peace Ranch… here it is by Séan MCann. Give it a listen:

Forever Light Will Shine

Nuff Said!

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Life At Home And The Calm Before The Storm

November 6th, 2018 Jorma 22 comments
Jeff Anderson and I set out...

Jeff Anderson and I set out...

Selfie by Jeff Anderson

So Sunday it was in the low thirties, but at least it wasn’t raining so Jeff and I saddled up and headed out in the direction of Lake Hope.

A man and his Breakout

A man and his Breakout

Foto by Jeff Anderson

It was chilly and overcast, but I got a hundred miles in before I got home. Gotta love these roads! Last night was open house night on Main St. down in Pomeroy so Nessa and I drove down to the river to check out the action. Our first stop Was at Bobby Carr’s Hartwell House.

Never too early for Santa...

Never too early for Santa...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Yeah I know, it’s not even Thanksgiving yet but just like everywhere here in the States, Christmas is making it’s presence felt in Meigs County.

Thinking of my girl...

Thinking of my girl...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

I love all this down home stuff…

Welcome to River City

Welcome to River City

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Leaving the Hartwell House walked up to our friend Paige’s outfitting shop and bot some unwashed Levis.If you’re ever in Pomeroy, be sure to check out Front Paige Outfitters

After Paige’s we stopped off at Maureen’s Herbal Sage shop… and Bed And Breakfast.

Ms. Maureen at the helm...

Ms. Maureen at the helm...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Maureen has been making Jorma’s Rhythm Tonic for years. Check out the little clip. Good stuff!

Tea... and more

Tea... and more

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Walking back to the Jeep I had to get a shot of our County Courthouse.

Every story has a ground level entrance, and there's three storys.

Every story has a ground level entrance, and there's three storys.

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Yep, it’s in Ripley’s Believe It Or Not. Good times!

The leaves were falling as it poured rain last night and the culverts by our long driveway were filled to overflowing. This morning Nessa and I saddled up the Mule and with tools in hand, attacked the plugged mess.

After

After

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Before

Before

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

It feels good to get things done!

A man at work, ankle deep in muck

A man at work, ankle deep in muck

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Finally we called it quits and went into town for a bite.

The smile of victory

The smile of victory

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

We we drove into town, I just had to take a shot of the blue sky and the flags.

A lovely sight!

A lovely sight!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Now it’s time to check on some election results.

Onward!

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Tikkun Olam

November 4th, 2018 Jorma 23 comments
Trashbag and tongs...

Trashbag and tongs...

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

As Jews Nessa and I were encouraged to go to services this Shabbat and, among other things, show solidarity for the victims and the families of the Tree Of Life Congregation in Pittsburgh. For a number of reasons this was not in the cards for out family but it is always in the cards to perform acts of service and ours was the two mile stretch of SR 681 that we have adopted as a site to clean.

Nessa, Rick, Sarah, Justin and Me

Nessa, Rick, Sarah, Justin and Me

Selfie by Vanessa

Rick, got us involved in the highway cleanup over a decade ago and he is getting ready to leave the area but we shall carry on the tradition. Brenda and our own John Hurlbut from the Fur Peace Ranch joined us as well as Andy from Athens… who brought doughnuts. To show up on a chilly Saturday morning to help pick up the incredible detritus that people empty from their cars is amazing indeed.

Andy, a trash bag, some doughnuts and me

Andy, a trash bag, some doughnuts and me

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

It’s the little things we can do that really make a difference. Talk is cheap… I know, because I do plenty of it. It was more than a pleasure hanging with friends over bags of trash containing stuff you don’t even want to know about.

Nessa finds the mother of four leaf cloves amongst the debris

Nessa finds the mother of four leaf cloves amongst the debris

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

We were done by eleven… it was a Saturday morning well spent!

John Hurlbut... the man, the legend!

John Hurlbut... the man, the legend!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

ps Carhartts… Rugged as the men and women who wear them!

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Several Days In The Life… Don’t Forget To Vote!

November 1st, 2018 Jorma 23 comments
My duty to my country, and myself!

My duty to my country, and myself!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Firstly… Yeah, I went out and voted early. Whatever your position, you must vote, or you have no right to complain. Just saying…

Back at the Ranch, last weekend we had Ramblin’ Jack Elliot and Al Petteway. Jack and I have been friends for quite a few years now and after last weekend I count Al as one of my new best friends, and what a show he put on.

Bud Divens, Al Petteway and me... with the River Of Time guitar Bud made for me.

Bud Divens, Al Petteway and me... with the River Of Time guitar Bud made for me.

Unknown Fur Peace Photographer

Al was brilliant and Ramblin’ Jack put on a great show. At 87 years of age, he’s still the poop!

Ramblin' Jack rambles... productively

Ramblin' Jack rambles... productively

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

This has been a more than bizarre fall. Hot, cold… and over the last weekend, an intense hailstorm!

Hail indeed...

Hail indeed...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

There is heavy rain today but over the last couple of days I got to fly the bird and finally get some foliage shots.

I just can't resist another aerial shot of the Ranch

I just can't resist another aerial shot of the Ranch

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

Finally, some foliage

Finally, some foliage

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

In the spirit of making every day count in some way, I’ve been cleaning up stuff down at the old A-Frame. My parents couldn’t get rid of a lot of this stuff before the passed… so now it’s finally up to me. It’s tough, but it’s getting done.

I think I’ll take a break and go into town.

The old farm road to the A-Frame

The old farm road to the A-Frame

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

In the meantime… onward!

Nice!

Nice!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

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Just A Little Catching Up!

October 25th, 2018 Jorma 23 comments

Here it is almost tomorrow which means another teaching weekend at the Fur Peace Ranch which means a song writing class with me and a DADGAD class with Al Petteway. DADGAD is like another universe for me so I’m really looking forward to this hang as well. Last weekend the hang was with Larry Campbell and Roy Book Binder which is always more than a blessing! Hubby Jenkins came in Saturday night to do the show at the Fur Peace Station, and what a show it was!

Me, Hubby and Larry lurking backstage at the Station.

Me, Hubby and Larry lurking backstage at the Station.

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Sunday rolled around and it was time for the de rigeur camp foto and the student open mike.

What a fine group!

What a fine group!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Waiting for their masters

Waiting for their masters

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The folks playing at the open mike just keep getting better and better… and then it was Monday.

Our Rev. Gary Davis class

Our Rev. Gary Davis class

Foto by Stephanie

Time is slipping by like water through my fingers. It’s Halloween weekend here in Athens. Nessa and I remember walking Izze through the neighborhoods in Athens with all the kids and their families… it was a group effort. She and her friends will be walking sans adults this year. Where did the time go? One moment it’s morning, and the next the shadows ae getting longer.

And so it goes…

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Another Dash Across America!

August 27th, 2018 Jorma 29 comments
Tuesday last at the Fur Peace Ranch

Tuesday last at the Fur Peace Ranch

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Well, it’s been a week since I left home. Our bus for this run, ‘Fast Times,’ pulled in shortly after sunrise and we loaded up for the journey to Colorado.

The new roof on my A-frame

The new roof on my A-frame

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

I put the bird up for a quick flight, and took the moment to admire my new tin roof. Then we finished loading up and headed out.

Fast Times in the parking lot

Fast Times in the parking lot

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The new FCC driving regs are too lengthy to list here, but the bottom line was that it took three days to get to Colorado. I could have made it in one in the old days… but I was younger then. Anyway…

Lunch at the A & W in Russel, Kansas

Lunch at the A & W in Russel, Kansas

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

I gotta say, I love little towns like this. Driving across the Great Plains is majestic in an odd way, but seeing an A & W Drive In brings me way, way back!

We picked up Mr. Casady in Aurora at DIA and drove up to Nederland where we checked into the Sundance Lodge.

Sundance Lodge from the air

Sundance Lodge from the air

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

The Lodge was up the road from Nederland not far from Eldora… and Nedfest was in the offing.

Steve Kimoch and I watch my drone fly

Steve Kimoch and I watch my drone fly

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

There were more panorama shots than Carter has Little Liver pills so I just picked a couple for the blog.

I wish I had my motorcycle

I wish I had my motorcycle

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

I sometimes get asked if I ever bring my bike on the road and the answer is ‘No.’ When I ride, I ride… when I play music, I play music. Focus on the good stuff at hand. Although, on this day I must admit I missed my 110 cubic inch Screaming Eagle Breakout. Oh well… onward.

Steve with his Gibson L-7

Steve with his Gibson L-7

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Steve and I got together in the back of the bus before our set Saturday night at Ned Fest. Steve had more than done his homework, and it was more than good!

The moon welcomed us!

The moon welcomed us!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Hot Tuna 21, 2018
The Electric Trio Plus One
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
& Justin Guip
With Steve Kimock
Ned Fest
Nederland, Colorado
Saturday, August 25, 2018

1. Been So Long
2. San Francisco Bay Blues
3. Ode To Billy Dean
4. Talkin’ Bout You
5. Living Just For You
6. Sea Child with Steve
7. Hesitation Blues with Steve
8. Can’t Get Satisfied with Steve
9. Bowlegged Woman with Steve
10. Serpent Of Dreams
11. Watch The North Wind Rise
12. Trial By Fire
13. Sleep Song with Steve
14. Walkin’ Blues with Steve
15. Hit Single # 1 with Steve
16. Funky #7 with Steve

Phil couldn't get Justin into the pic, but he was more than there!

Phil couldn't get Justin into the pic, but he was more than there!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Up on Sunday morning, I snagged one more picture from the Sundance Lodge.

If I see one more beautiful panorama...

If I see one more beautiful panorama...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Then it was back to Nedfest where I was scheduled for a solo set.

The folks gather...

The folks gather...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

It was still light when I hit the stage.

Great gig...

Great gig...

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Jorma Kaukonen 27, 2018
Jorma Solo @ Nedfest
Nederland, Colorado
Sunday, August 26, 2018

1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. True Religion
3. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down And Out
4. Barbecue King
5. I Am The Light Of This World
6. River Of Time
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. Things That Might Have Been
9. Keep On Truckin’ Mama
10. How Long Blues
11. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
12. San Francisco Bay Blues
13. Second Chances
14. That’ll Never Happen No More
15. Come Back Baby
16. In My Dreams
17. Candy Man
18. Good Shepherd
19. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
20. Bar Room Crystal Ball
21. Water Song

The man alone...

The man alone...

Foto by Phil Jacobs

It was dark when I finished and we started our drive to Jackson Hole.

Approaching Jackson Hole

Approaching Jackson Hole

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

And there you have it. Half the ‘day off’ was riding in the bus, but dinner is starting to sound pretty good about now. There was a sunshower with lightning a moment ago but now the shower is gone and the sun remains.

Done, and onward!

Catching Up With Dave Revels And Shadows Of The 60’s And An Evening With Bryan Sutton!

August 19th, 2018 Jorma 40 comments

I meant to have this up last week, but Aretha’s passing changed that. Anyway, better late than never.

Last weekend we were so fortunate to not only have the wondrous Dave Revels teaching for us here at the Fur Peace Ranch but on Saturday night last he brought his amazing Shadows Of The 60’s show to the Fur Peace Station. The musical director was Melvin Miller Jr. on guitar. I send you all to this site for all the amazing talent that made this show possible. Dave did not bring the horns on this gig, but he brought everyone else. The stage was really full… and it was truly awesome! Thanks to all of you… so very much!

Shadows Of The Sixties!

Eric Lipper, Melvin Miller Jr., Jorma, John Michael Cullins and Kevin Hill

Eric Lipper, Melvin Miller Jr., Jorma, John Michael Cullins and Kevin Hill

This was indeed a night of joy… and funk!

Vanessa, Jorma, Bob Margolin, John Hurlbut, Dave Revels and Sonia Revels

Vanessa, Jorma, Bob Margolin, John Hurlbut, Dave Revels and Sonia Revels

We sure look forward to haing them back again!

The hand truck from the Tralfamador

The hand truck from the Tralfamador

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

In 1984 as I was weaning my life away from California (It’s in the book) I played a gig at the old Tralfamadore Club up in Buffalo. They were renovating.’Do you want this old hand truck.?’ ‘You bet I do do,’ I said. I took it, threw it in my van and it’s been with me ever since. The other day I was loading copies of ‘Been So Long’ into the Company Store here at the Fur Peace Ranch and I just thought I wished that everything was this useful and lasted this long.

This weekend at the Ranch, I was not teaching but I wasn’t working either so I got to enjoy all the good stuff going on around here. Bryan Sutton was teaching and last night was his concert at the Fur Peace Station. This was yet one more awesome show for us.

Bryan and the boys in the Station

Bryan and the boys in the Station

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

You just can’t say enough about Bryan, his music and his band. They showed us all how it should be done! I also got to play a couple of songs with Bryan and the guys!

That’s pretty much up to date… and as always…

Onward!

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Milestones

August 17th, 2018 Jorma 24 comments

I’ve got a longer post waiting in the wings about my dear friend Dave Revels and his amazing Shadows Of The Sixties show that he brought to the Fur Peace Ranch last weekend. This post has been put on hold for a bit by the passing of Aretha Franklin.

I first became aware of Aretha in 1959 when my first roommate at Antioch College, Marshall Jones, turned me onto the sermons of the Rev. C.L.Franklin. As I recall, he was preaching somewhere in northern Kentucky and I purchased two LP’s of his sermons. The one I recall was ‘The Eagle Stirreth Her Nest.’ Marshall talked about Aretha’s singing in Rev. Franklin’s choir. Although not a Christian then or now, those sermons moved me in ways I could not really understand at the time.

When I first heard Aretha’s I Never Loved A Man The Way I Loved You I was unaware that it was her eleventh album. That recording enveloped me in its sound and Aretha Franklin and her music would forever be a part of my life. She was such a mature and breathtaking talent that it never occurred to me that she was younger than I was. When I became aware of her fragility earlier this week, it became crystal clear that the time of my generation is resting on a bubble. This is not a bad thing to be aware of and I thank Aretha for bringing it home to me.

She touched so many generations and we will all miss her presence on this earth. She never failed to bring beauty to the garden.

May she rest in everlasting peace…

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The Audio Book Adventure

August 6th, 2018 Jorma 65 comments
With book... and iPad

With book... and iPad

Foto by Matie Argiropoulos

I found myself at one of those Times Square tourist hotels… the Paramount. With the room just big enough for a bed and a small suitcase, obviously it was designed for sleeping only. Good mattress though. Except for me, I would venture that almost everyone else in the building was there to sample the bright lights of Times Square.

Now, this could be Times Square

Now, this could be Times Square

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

But this could be Times Square too…

Hmmm

Hmmm

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

I wanted to tell the folks swarming the streets that there was more to America than this, but hey… they all seemed to be enjoying themselves. But I hadn’t come here to be this close to the Deuce just to lollygag around. My mission was to show up at CDM Studios. These folks’ specialty was doing audio books and more and I was there to read my book, Been So Long. Now this was to be a production of Macmillan Audio from St. Martin’s Press.

It’s been a couple of years since I put the first words of Been So Long on ‘paper.’ In a way, it seems longer than that and in another, the time has passed in the blink of an eye. In any case as my project has unfolded I find myself more than grateful to all the people it takes to make a book happen. The writing was only the tip of the iceberg. The editorial team was more than awesome. My sincerest thanks to you all!

In any case, this reading business was something completely new. Again, this is an industry that until now had been way off my radar. Matie Argiropoulos, the producer and director, was sure I could do it. Me… not so much. What the heck. If you want to run with the Big Dogs, you have to get off the porch, and so off the porch I got!

I had two and a half days to do two hundred and eighty four pages and as I began reading, it looked like two and a half days would not be enough. Slowing down to a moderate tempo has always been a problem for me, in music and in life itself. Matie was a real pro and always pointed me in the right direction whenever I would stray! I found some of the chapters easy to read. When I got to the one where both my Mom and Dad passed… it was more emotional to me than I could have imagined. They’ve been gone for twenty years, and writing about it was nowhere near as hard as reading what I wrote out loud. The little poem from my Grandfather that I close the book with affected me as powerfully as it did the first time I read it. You’ll see, if you read the book. I felt good that after all the work I had done on this project I could still be emotionally touched in a very real way.

Finally... a little guitar

Finally... a little guitar

Foto by Matie Argiropoulos

After I finished the reading, i got to play a little guitar music to go under the closing credits. The guitar was like an ice cream dessert after the feast that was the reading. I would like to thank Matie Argiropoulos the producer and director of my project. Thanks for the hand holding! It was recorded by Charles de Montebello and Raunak Mukherjee. Post production is by Danny Meltzer and the text copyright 2018 is by me, Jorma Kaukonen. The production copyright 2018 is by Macmillan Audio and of course, all rights are reserved.

I felt more than good as I wrapped this up at noon on Sunday and headed back to the Fur Peace Ranch. The official release date of the book is August 28, 2018. I’d like to think Mom and Dad would have gotten a kick out of this.

i know I did!

Smiles all around!

Smiles all around!

Selfie by Matie Argiropoulos

A Pho Friday With Hurlbut, And A Lovely Weekend

July 29th, 2018 Jorma 15 comments

Friday night we had our first Pho Peace Dinner since February… and it was awesome if I do say so myself. The food was excellent, John picked a gaggle of great songs for me to accompany him on, and it was a great evening in all respects. Saturday night as we were driving home from town, Nessa snapped this picture coming up the driveway.

This is au natural... no Photo Shop magic!

This is au natural... no Photo Shop magic!

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

There have been a couple of great sunsets I got some shots of.

Sunset over the stead...

Sunset over the stead...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Morning at the Ranch

Morning at the Ranch

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Yep, it’s been pretty pastoral around here over the last week. Today being Sunday and all, I drove down to the river and I got to watch one of the longest strings of coal barges I’ve seen in a long time. Three wide and five long… that’s a big string!

Lot of horsepower on one of these push  boats!

Lot of horsepower on one of these push boats!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Well, I’ve got a gig in Bucks County, PA next week and then I’ll be recording the narrative for my book. It’s an intimidating project, but I’m sure it will work out. For now, I think I’ll hit the sack. Tomorrow is indeed another day and another week…

Onward!

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