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Milestones And Music

May 23rd, 2019 Jorma 16 comments

So another camp here at the Fur Peace Ranch has come and gone.

The guys from last week.

The guys from last week.

Foto by John Hurlbut

The great Woody Mann was teaching last weekend as well as myself. I gave a songwriting workshop and I have to tell you, I am impressed and humbled by the hard work and honesty these guys all manifested.

Me and the guys...

Me and the guys...

Foto by John Hurlbut

Each one of these guys came away with five songs in various stages of completion. Truly awesome!

Saturday night with had our first guitar free concert… and I say this with a benign smile on my face. It was a jazz shows featuring Eric Alexander on Sax, Peter Dominguez on upright bass, Larry Willis on piano and Victor Jones on drums. So we’re live streaming the show from our Fur Peace Ranch channel and I’m occasionally going backstage so I can weigh in on comments. Most people really dug the transcendence of the show, and I’ll get to that in a moment. One soul simply said, ‘I don’t understand jazz.’ I found this interesting. As someone who likes a great and utterly disparate landscape of music, I never found I really had to ‘understand’ anything. I just liked it or I didn’t. Now there are lots of different kinds of jazz just as there is a great variety of rock etc. Some touches me and some doesn’t. Eric and his A Team of players were playing songs and exploring an ever changing musical universe of changes and sonic delights. Again, I’m not a jazz player and I never will be, but I love good music, and theirs touched my soul. Thanks guys! I appreciated this evening more than you will ever know. It was first rate music played by world class guys!

Live on the Fur Peace Station stage!

Live on the Fur Peace Station stage!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

More of the guys

More of the guys

Foto by jorma Kaukonen

Larry Willis on the 1903 Chickering

Larry Willis on the 1903 Chickering

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Anybody who owns anything knows that constant maintenance is well… constant. Nessa and I as owners of the Ranch are constantly called upon to step up to the plate, metaphorically speaking. We had some water problems again and here’s how we dealt with it.

Nessa... in the mud up to her knees with a leaky pipe

Nessa... in the mud up to her knees with a leaky pipe

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Notice, She’s in the hole… I’m taking the picture.

That’s my girl!

Plumbing problems sort of in the rear view mirror, I took some updated drone shots of the Ranch in between storms.

Looks nicer greened out!

Looks nicer greened out!

Drone shot by Jorma Kaukonen

All this excitement notwithstanding, our daughter, Izze, joined here classmates for their Eighth Grade Class Trip to Washington, D.C. Now Izze has been to D.C. a lot… with Mom and Dad. I know this one was different for here… and different for Nessa and myself as parents. Time is slipping through our fingers like water. Our girl and here pals will be in high school next year. I know this is all good… and as it should be. Still and all, it is a bittersweet moment for us.

Izze and her friends at the Korean War Memorial

Izze and her friends at the Korean War Memorial

Foto by Izze Kaukonen

There have been many wars during my lifetime and the monuments in D.C. are more than powerful. Vietnam of course, is a war that defined my time in many ways, but for some reason, the Korean War Memorial has always had an effect on me.

Well… the kids are growing, the world is still turning and all I can say is… so far so good.

Onward!

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Brother Ray Heads For The Shore

April 15th, 2019 Jorma 20 comments
Ray at 24

Ray at 24

Poster by Kevin Morgan

Brother Ray Heads For The Shore
Monday, April 15, 2019

Here at the Fur Peace Ranch we just concluded another amazing weekend with Larry Campbell and myself as teachers and Larry, Teresa, Justin and Jesse as the concert. Well, they dealt me in for the second set and it is always a joy and an honor to hang with these folks. The circumstances the Ranch never ceases to elevate me from my daily world… always; The giving and receiving from friends, old and new sustains us… it really does!

Time moves on relentlessly, inexorably… because that’s what time does. There is no ‘pause’ button, no ‘rewind…’and absolutely no ‘do overs.’ Sometimes one is part of a story greater that oneself and one of these amazing stories in my life involves the Hurlbut family.

Jorma with Ray on his 95th Birthday

Jorma with Ray on his 95th Birthday

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

John Hurlbut has been our Ranch Manager for twenty some years but he and Vanessa and I go way back beyond that. I met Johnny in the early 80’s when Kurt promoted a solo Jorma show and Johnny was somehow involved. We became friends, he and I and his brother Pete, and his friend Wally and Jay the Bass player (now long gone) and a host of Columbus characters; some still with us, some on the shore of the River Of Time.

In 1984 I left twenty years of life in San Francisco and hit the road for the East Coast. It was a long-awaited homecoming. I always was an East Coast kid! I would stop off in Cleveland and Ray and Lucy Hurlbut would let me sleep on a couch in their basement as long as I needed to before the next stage of my journey They would tap me on the shoulder in the morning and coffee and breakfast would be waiting.

When Vanessa and I started out thirty-year relationship in 1988 in Key West, Johnny was down visiting his folks who were snowbirding. He stopped by our pad down by the Southernmost Point and as Vanessa was getting to know him she said, ‘I don’t trust him. He’s too nice.’ But that’s just who he was and that’s who the Hurlbut family is. Our daughter Israel carries the name of three strong women. Israel Love Diana Lucy Kaukonen. Love was my mom’s middle name, Diana was Jack’s beloved wife and Lucy was Ray’s other half. She was Mother to John and Pete and Mary Lou.

The Kaukonen’s will never cease loving and respecting the four generations of Hurlbuts we have come to count as friends and family.

After Lucy passed away eight or nine years ago the relationship that Ray and I shared changed. He was no longer John’s dad to me… he was more like an older brother .I embraced his counsel and he always had a relevant view of current events and family. I loved the man dearly… and still do. Time has a relentless way of leveling the playing field. Ray was born in 1921, flew as a radio operator in bombers in the Pacific in WW II. He had a long and productive life! Today at 1640, Ray Hurlbut went home for the last time. Johnny was able to be there and sing songs and then by the Grace of G_d Ray gently left us… like the passing of a tree. He was 98 years old~!

I could go on, but then I would start repeating myself. Nessa and I got to visit him last Wednesday and we were able to swap hugs and stories. He was still sharp as a tack… the Ray I had known for years. For some time, I had graduated from being Johnny’s friend to being Ray’s brother. It was honor I shall not soon forget!

At moments like this, we all say ‘I’m sorry for your loss.’ The real loss would have been if I had never known the man. He was one of my many blessings. Our friend Wally and his wife Cat visited him the other day and Ray told Wally, ‘Tell my brother Jorma I’ll be saving him a seat next to me on the stage… but tell him not to rush.’ That was Ray.

I will miss the man of course, but the honor was mine to have known him and the rest of his family.

Anchors aweigh my brother and as always… fair winds and following seas.

The Bros...

The Bros...

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

The Ladys Man at 98

The Ladys Man at 98

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

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Chicken Today, Feathers Tomorrow

March 27th, 2019 Jorma 12 comments
The Lyle Tuttle body shirt...

The Lyle Tuttle body shirt...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Chicken Today…
RIP Lyle Tuttle
9/7/1931 to 3/25/2019

I found out this morning that my old friend, Lyle Tuttle passed away two days ago in Ukiah, California. When I use the term ‘Old Friend’ I do not mean to imply that Lyle and I had been constantly hanging out together over the years. That would be untrue. We had been friends back in the 60’s when I got my first tattoo from him and even though we rarely saw each other after the 70’s, nothing ever happened in my orbit that would prevent me from calling him friend.

Lyle’s passing truly marked the passing of an era for me. Back when I got my first ink, that little event was like taking a walk on the wild side. The whole tattoo thing was still outré back then and it marked all of us with ink as outsiders. Over the years I have been tattooed by a number of artists who by their work have become historical. Lyle broke my cherry with a little Mayan stamp on my back. Pat Martynuik gave me some classic roses on my right arm. Lyle would follow with a Mayan eagle on my left arm which Don Ed Hardy would surround with a serpent. Bob Roberts would crest my Roses with a horned demon. Don Ed would give me a 47 hour back piece and five or six years later Doc Slick would put a rose on the back of my right hand. D. Willy would do a tribal piece on my left arm that spills over to my chest and Bridget Punsalang would give me a skull on my right forearm two years ago at Lyle Tuttle’s Old School Tattoo Convention in St. Louis.

For me it all started with Lyle. He was a larger than life character. Some folks liked him, some didn’t… but he could not be ignored. It would be hard to deny that he was a major force in bringing tattooing in the mainstream… and that is a good thing.

The planet is a little poorer for Lyle’s passing. He was a helluva guy. I am already missing him profoundly because one of my bucket list items will now go undone. I had planned to visit him, and now this will have to wait… for a long time, I hope!

Lyle had a motto of sorts on his chest. Gallina Hodie, Plumae Cras. Chicken today, feathers tomorrow. I can really take that to heart today. If something needs to be done, today is probably a good day to do it. Thanks Lyle.

I fondly remember Lyle’s Bull Terrier, Chadwick. Chadwick was the first Bully I ever met and as a result of that meeting, in later years there would a number of Bullies in my life.

Chadwick and Lyle back in the late 60's

Chadwick and Lyle back in the late 60's

Archival Foto

With all these thoughts running through my head today I am reminded that I need to tell people I care about that I care about them. The ones I love need to be held close and to be frequently reminded that they are dwelling in my heart.

Rest in peace Lyle and know that at least as long as I am walking the earth, a piece of you will walk with me.

Fair wind and following seas brother…

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From San Francisco To Bright Angel

March 16th, 2019 Jorma 30 comments
From the South Rim

From the South Rim

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

After the second night at the Sweetwater I flew to Phoenix to meet Vanessa and Izze and we drove up to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon for a couple of days. I had been here in the Fall of 2003 with my pal Jerry on our still memorable Rt. 66 by motorcycle trip. The weather up in the Canyon had been iffy at best, but on this day… it was perfect.

The girls on the South Rim

The girls on the South Rim

Photo by Jorma Kaukonen

Ir’s hard not to take a great picture art the Grand Canyon on a day like this. I just picked a couple for the blog.

I get it... I'm not the only guy who's got one!

I get it... I'm not the only guy who's got one!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

We could only get so far on Bright Angel, but it was awesome!

At 8000 feet, you can't make this stuff up!

At 8000 feet, you can't make this stuff up!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Spring Break with the kid

Spring Break with the kid

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

The ladies, on top of the world

The ladies, on top of the world

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The Old Man and the Mountain

The Old Man and the Mountain

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

It was a great way for me to finish up my road trip. To be with Family at the Grand Canyon… Priceless!

But who's counting?

But who's counting?

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

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Jeanie Patterson… my friend

March 9th, 2019 Jorma 13 comments
Jeanie and her dog Elvis in front of Sweetwater

Jeanie and her dog Elvis in front of Sweetwater

Hot Tuna album cover…

My Friend Jeanie
Saturday, March 9, 2019

As I was waking this morning a text message popped up on my phone. It was so ironic to me to that here I was in the Bay Area playing Sweetwater in Mill Valley only to find out that Jeannie Patterson who founded Sweetwater so many years ago had passed. The first time I met Jeanie in the early 80’s she became a dear friend as we shook hands. That’s just how she was. When you met Jeannie you always felt that you had known each other since you were kids.

Jeanie had a deep and abiding passion for life. I am not here to speak for her but I always felt that her life was an open cathedral for the music and that for many, the holiest of the Holies was to be found in that little venue on Throckmorton. My friend, Bob Weir, always said we were like the gunslingers on Gunsmoke and Jeanie was our Miss Kitty. She was that and more. She gave all of us pickers and singers a place to speak our truth and be heard with respect… even over the din of the bar that was about ten feet from the stage.

That’s how it was.

Jeanie and my father, Jorma Sr., were pals. He hung out there frequently and they became confidants. When my dad’s life began to reel itself in after his first stroke, Jeanie was always there for him and my mom. When my dad passed, we had his memorial at Sweetwater. Jeanie was always more than available for her friends!

A parent is not supposed to outlive their children and when her two sons Tro and Taylor passed within a couple of years from each other it took a piece of her heart that could never be replaced. We try to be there for our friends but as a parent, that is a loss I simply cannot grasp… and I hope I never do. The economic landscape in California in general and Mill Valley in particular began to price Jeanie out of the game and she finally sold that little sacred ground and moved to Southern California and became more than reclusive. We would email each other periodically and both of us would allow that we should probably get together before it was too late. A couple of months ago I actually picked up the phone and called her. Indeed, I had her number for years but I had never used it. Sometimes the phone is just too heavy to pick up but this time I did pick it up and made the call. She answered much to my amazement and we talked for quite a while. It was almost as if no time had passed at all. At the end of the day, friends are friends. I felt at the time that she was ready to come back to the world and grace us all with her presence one more time.

According to the article I just read she died on the 26th of last month. Life is filled with ‘Things that might have been’ moments and I guess this is another one. There is always light in the world, but to me it is just a little darker today. I’m glad we had a chance to talk one more time. As something of a country boy myself I always enjoyed her mid-western earthiness. She never lost that… ever.

If you believe in such things she is now back with her boys and perhaps she still has a moment or two to get together with my dad and speak of the world as they saw it. I’m sure I’m not the only one being grateful today for having had the opportunity to call Jeanie Patterson friend.

Fair winds and following seas sister… fair winds and following seas. I am one of the many who will never forget you!

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Pre New Year’s Eve Shows @ Freight And Salvage… A Trip To The Bay Area

December 31st, 2018 Jorma 10 comments

Vanessa, Izze and I as well as two of Izze’s friends from school all came to the Bay Area together for these shows at Freight And Salvage and we had a little time to take the girls on some great sightseeing trips.

The Lone Sailor Memorial at the Headlands...

The Lone Sailor Memorial at the Headlands...

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Nessa and Izze and her buddies at the Lone Sailor Memorial. Just another memorial to them, but it reminded me that my Dad sailed out under the Golden Gate on a troop transport in 1944 to fight in WWII. Glad he made it back… my Uncle Pentti too…

A magical day!

A magical day!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Just one of those rare magical days in the Bay Area in Winter. Lucky to be a part of it!

Kaukonen family at the Golden Gate

Kaukonen family at the Golden Gate

We couldn’t get any farther into the Headlands. Closed due to government shutdown.Don’t get me started. Then we joined Jack Casady and Madame Cecilia Chiang at In Situ at the Museum Of Modern Art. In 1964 I was barely getting by as a college student and aspiring musician. Cecelia had just opened her Mandarin Restaurant on Post Street. With barely enough money for a small dinner, she always treated me and my family with respect and I shall never forget this. At 99 years of age, she is still a force of nature and it was an honor for us to have our daughter Izze, meet her!

Cecelia Chiang and Israel Love Kaukonen

Cecelia Chiang and Israel Love Kaukonen

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

I will always treasure this moment! It is the memories of times like these that help define our lives!

Parking sentiment for a moment, I let the ladies do some shopping and I killed time until they were done.

Then out Geary Blvd. to a vista point near Cliff House… just in time to catch the last rays of light.

Next stop... Hawaii and points West

Next stop... Hawaii and points West

Foto by Izze Kaukonen

A fine day of sightseeing with the family and then, time to get to work.

Freight And Salvage time...

Freight And Salvage time...

Foto by Phil Jacobs

The first night was just Jack and myself… and here it is:

Hot Tuna 60, 2019
The Acoustic Duo
Jorma Kaukonen & Jack Casady
Freight & Salvage
Berkeley, California
Saturday, December 29, 2018

First Set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Hesitation Blues
3. Barbeque King
4. Serpent Of Dreams
5. River Of Time
6. I Am The Light Of This World
7. How Long Blues
8. Sleep Song
9. Trial By Fire
10. Watch The North Wind Rise
11. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
12. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning

Second Set:
1. Been So Long
2. Second Chances
3. Whining Boy Blues
4. Day To Day Out The Window Blues
5. Search My Heart
6. Heart Temporary
7. San Francisco Bay Blues
8. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
9. Sea Child
10. Good Shepherd
11. Come Back Baby
12. I Know You Rider
13. Encore: Water Song

Rockin' at the F & S

Rockin' at the F & S

Foto by Suzy Perler

Hot Tuna 61, 2018
The Electric Trio
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
And Justin Guip
Freight And Salvage
Berkeley, California
December 30, 2018

First Set:

1. True Religion
2. Wolves & Lambs
3. Ode To Billy Dean
4. Can’t Get Satisfied
5. Hesitation Blues
6. Living Just For You
7. Sea Child
8. Day To Day Out The Window Blues
9. Talkin’ Bout You
10. Bowlegged Woman

Second set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Candy Man
3. Walkin Blues
4. I Wish You Would
5. Roads And Roads &
6. Watch The North Wind Rise
7. Sleep Song
8. Good Shepherd
9. Hit Single # 1
10. Funky # 7
11. Encore: Water Song

Yeah, I know… we encored with Water Song two days in a row… not tonight I betcha.

Jorma’s 78th Birthday Message To Himself

December 23rd, 2018 Jorma 66 comments
The moon at 0600 12/23/2018

The moon at 0600 12/23/2018

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Jorma’s 78th Birthday Message To Himself
Sunday, December 23, 2018

Well, I had to give this one some thought. Birthday’s come and birthdays go and why should this one be any more important than the last, or perhaps the next. I guess in the spirit of living in the moment, it is today and here I am, the youngest I’ll ever be and the oldest I’ve ever been. It is a nice dream to think that at birth you are gifted with infinite possibilities and from a philosophical standpoint one might argue this. In reality, however, I fear this is not the case. I was born into a very middle class family of white collar aspiring intellectuals in the first half of the last century. As the children of immigrants they certainly had their struggles in their quest to find themselves an identity here in America. Being an immigrant or the children or grandchildren of immigrants brings its own set of obstacles to the table, but that is a discussion for another time. All this being said, taken as a whole with some notable detours my life has always steered me back to the upward path.

For most of us, whether we realize it or not by the time we are in our forties our life is half over. I often get asked, ‘Did you ever think you would get this old?’ Of course not. It was an inconceivable concept to me back then. It is truly difficult to imagine virgin territory. I find myself living one day at a time in a landscape that changes almost every day. I am so grateful to be blessed with mental and physical capabilities that still allow me to meet the standards I set for myself. As time passes I pray for the ability to accept and adapt to the changes that life will deal me. It is a chilly day here in Southeast Ohio. Winter is upon us and the coldest days are yet to come. It is warm in my heart and in my house. My wife prepared an amazing birthday breakfast spread for me, my daughter welcomed me into the day with love and thoughts and my son texted me a birthday greeting from work in Virginia. I could not want for anything.

78… the RPM of the first records I listened to back in the 1940’s. I have been given the opportunity to try, fail and succeed, not necessarily in that order. G_d has never given me more than I could handle or adapt to, at least not so far. Indeed, my cup runneth over.

I am more than grateful!

A man and his dog at birthday breakfast

A man and his dog at birthday breakfast

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

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Tree Of Life Benefit PIttsburgh

December 20th, 2018 Jorma 23 comments
Great Lineup!

Great Lineup!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

The Venue

The Venue

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Pittsburgh showed strength, love, commitment and community spirit. I was honored to be a part of it.

Jorma Kaukonen 31, 2018
Jorma Solo
Concert For The Tree Of Life
AE Stages
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Wednesday, November 18, 2018

1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. I Am The Light Of This World
3. River Of Time
4. Barbeque King
5. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
6. Sleep Song
7. Good Shepherd

I got a chance to meet Sean Rowe whose music I have loved for quite a while. Great artist and man! Also on the bill were old friends Michael Glabicki and Dirk Miller from Rusted Root.

I was thrilled I was asked to be a part of this!

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He Sang Like An Angel

December 10th, 2018 Jorma 33 comments
Rick Danko

Rick Danko

Nineteen years ago today I was at the old farm on Kingsbury Rd. and I got a call from my agent, Steve Martin. ‘You know that phone call we’ve been expecting,’ he said. ‘This is it. Rick Danko just passed.’ In a way it was not a surprise, but on the other hand I always tend to think that all those dear to me will live forever regardless of the circumstances. Rick was at the same time a complex and yet very simple person. Regardless of the dysfunction that he and I often shared back in the 80’s, he was my friend… my good friend. I remember him standing by the pond behind his little house in Woodstock. ‘Come on girls,’ he would say to the geese on the pond. I’ve got something good for you.’ And he always did. He was without guile and always had a smile on his face. Good times or bad, when he sang it was always with the voice of an angel.

I still miss him.

May your voice lift the angels just a little bit higher.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VLNApzPrX5o

I couldn’t help but tear up when I watched this.

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It Seems Like The 27th Was A Long Time Ago… That And Hannukah

December 4th, 2018 Jorma 14 comments
Jack Casady, Paul Shaffer and me... Jorma

Jack Casady, Paul Shaffer and me... Jorma

Before the gig at the new City Winery in our old hometown, D.C. Jack and I stopped by Sirius/XM Satellite Radio to chat with Paul Shaffer. Paul was big fun on every level. He’s a great musician, a great interviewer and best of all, a great guy! I’d visit him anywhere from Vegas to D.C.

After the Interview we slipped over to the new City Winery for our first gig there. When I was growing up in D.C. I would have never found myself in N.E. but on this day, there we were. Time marches on! I love the Winery gigs, and they seem to love us!

Holding forth at the City Winery

Holding forth at the City Winery

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Hot Tuna 47, 2018
The Acoustic Duo
The City Winery
Washington, D.C.
Tuesday, November 27, 2018

First Set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Too Many Years
3. Hesitation Blues
4. How Long Blues
5. Been So Long
6. River Of Time
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. Barbeque King
9. Sleep Song
10. Trial by Fire
11. Wining Boy Blues
12. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning

Second Set:
1. Serpent Of Dreams
2. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
3. Heart Temporary
4. That’ll Never Happen No More
5. Come Back Baby
6. San Francisco Bay Blues
7. Sea Child
8. Good Shepherd
9. Bar Room Crystal Ball
10. Water Song
11. I Know You Rider
12. Encore: Watch The North Wind Rise

Then it was up to Owings Mills and another great gig.

Whar a room!

Whar a room!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Hot Tuna 48, 2018
The Acoustic Duo
The Gordon Center For The Performing Arts
Owings Mills, Maryland
Thursday, November 29, 2018

First Set:
1. Search My Heart
2. Been So Long
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Heart Temporary
5. Third Week In The Chelsea
6. Barbeque King
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. Sleep Song
9. Trial By Fire
10. Watch The North Wind Rise
11. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
12. San Francisco Bay Blues

Second Set:
1. I See The Light
2. Ain’t In No Hurry
3. Wolves & Lambs
4. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
5. Come Back Baby
6. River Of Time
7. Whining Boy Blues
8. Sea Child
9. Good Shepherd
10. That’ll Never Happen No More
11. Water Song
12. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
13. Encore: Embryonic Journey

After this great gig we drove after show to Marietta, Ohio… almost in my backyard!

The historic Lafayette Hotel in Marietta

The historic Lafayette Hotel in Marietta

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

In 1992 or thereabouts, my dear friend Keith Gatto had me play at the Lafayette Hotel for the Marietta Blues Society. Keith was our family doctor as well as a friend and I was honored to be able to speak a his memorial service. Keith has been gone almost 20 years now and like my Mom and Dad, I still miss him.

The Ohio River in front of the hotel

The Ohio River in front of the hotel

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

When I moved to Ohio in 1991 I found myself reading all of the Allan Eckert books about the Northwest Territory. A Sorrow In Our Heart comes to mind immediately! Lots of memories from those early days in what has become my home.

World class venue!

World class venue!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

The People’s Theater is awesome!

Check this seat out!

Check this seat out!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Shows of yesteryear

Shows of yesteryear

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

More memories

More memories

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Theaters in Marietta?  You bet!

Theaters in Marietta? You bet!

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen

Hot Tuna 49, 2018
The Acoustic Duo
The People’s Bank Theater
Marietta, Ohio
Friday, November 30, 2018

First Set:
1. True Religion
2. Been So Long
3. Hesitation Blues
4. River Of Time
5. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
6. Barbeque King
7. In My Dreams
8. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
9. Trial By Fire
10. Watch The North Wind Rise
11. How Long Blues
12. San Francisco Bay Blues

Second Set:
1. Serpent Of Dreams
2. I’ll Be All Right Some Day
3. Ain’t In No Hurry
4. Third Week In The Chelsea
5. Come Back Baby
6. Keep YUur Laps rimmed & Burning
7. Full Go Round
8. Sleep Song
9. Good Shepherd
10. Trouble In MInd
11. I Know You Rider
12. Encore: Water Song

Then it was up to the Ark in Ann Arbor

Hot Tuna 50, 2018
The Acoustic Duo
The Ark
An Arbor, Michigan
Saturday, December 1, 2018

First Set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Too Many Years
3. Hesitation Blues
4. I See The Light
5. Barbeque King
6. Search My Heart
7. River Of Time
8. Sleep Song
9. In The Kingdom
10. The Terrible Operation
11. Trouble In Mind
12. San Francisco Bay Blues

Second set:
1. Candy Man
2. How Long Blues
3. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
4. Things That Might Have Been
5. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
6. Come Back Baby
7. 3rd Week In The Chelsea
8. Sea Child
9. Trial By Fire
10. Good Shepherd
11. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
12. I Know You Rider
13. Encore: Embryonic Journey

Then a dash to Cleveland, and The Music Box

The waterways are busy day and night

The waterways are busy day and night

Foto by Phil Jacobs

The weather began to turn up here by Lake Erie, but it was warm inside!

In the shadow of the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame

In the shadow of the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Hot Tuna 51, 2018
The Acoustic Duo
The Music Box
Cleveland, Ohio
Monday, December 3, 2018

First Set:
1. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
2. Serpent Of Dreams
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Barbeque King
5. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
6. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
7. Sleep Song
8. Trial By Fire
9. Watch The North Wind Rise
10. How Long Blues
11. San Francisco Bay Blues

Second Set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Wolves & Lambs
3. River Of Time
4. 3rd Week In The Chelsea
5. Come Back Baby
6. That’ll Never Happen No More
7. Candy Man
8. I See The Light
9. Sea Child
10. Good Shepherd
11. Re-Enlistment Blues
12. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
13. Encore: Water Song

The Boys onstage

The Boys onstage

Foto by Phil Jacobs

With Hannukah upon us I throw out a couple of thoughts gleaned from an editorial in Haaretz.

‘In the nationwide strike over violence against women, we saw that the true miracle of Hanukkah is tikvat hinam, baseless optimism, hope without just cause.’

‘There are times so dark, that the most radical act you can perform, is optimism.’

Radical optimism indeed. Count me in!

Happy Hannukah all!

PS In the spirit of shameless self promotion our show at the Boulder Theater on 12/14 is sold out, but you can check out the concert live here: http://nugs.tv/live-webcasts/5,88/Hot-Tuna-12-2018-Boulder-Theater-Boulder-CO.html

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