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…And I Will Never Forget

May 8th, 2011 Jorma 5 comments

May 8 1

I will never forget Vinnie The Bull Terrier. He was Marlo’s son… born in the basement of our little house at Hillside Farm almost twenty years ago. Like so many friends of various species, he has been gone for eight years… but I will never forget him. Today, May 8, 2011, my Mother Beatrice Love has been gone for thirteen years. I was staying at the house with her and my brother Peter the week she passed. It was on Mother’s Day that year too. Peter and I had gone into Mill Valley to buy her flowers and when we came home twenty minutes later, she was gone. She had lived a full life by that time and if she were alive today, she would be one hundred and one years old. So it goes… I love you Mom and I will never forget you!

With that thought in mind, a happy Mother’s day to all mother’s out there today… and every day. And so the time swirls us along and I am reminded to try to love every moment of every day.

may 8 2

So we’re up in Minneapolis Friday to play the Cedar Cultural Center and we got to stay in the neighborhood. I love this hood. Barry and I had breakfast at the Hard Times Cafe. Good company and a great feed!

may 8 3

It was a great two set show for Barry and Me. We love this place! Here is our set list!

Jorma Kaukonen & Barry Mitterhoff 2, 2011
The Cedar Cultural Center
Minneapolis, Minnesota
Friday, May 6, 2011

First Set:
1. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
2. Children Of Zion
3. Hesitation Blues
4. River Of Time
5. Come Back Baby
6. Second Chances
7. Bread Line Blues
8. How Long Blues
9. Vicksburg Stomp
10. Parchman Farm
11. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
Second Set:
1. Been So Long
2. Smokerise Journey
3. Mama Let Me Lay It On You
4. Izze’s Lullaby
5. Candy Man
6. Things That Might Have Been
7. More Than My Old Guitar
8. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
9. I Know You Rider
10. Genesis
11. Uncle Sam Blues
12. Goodbye To The Blues
13. True Religion
14. Nine Pound Hammer
15. Encore: Preaching On The Old Campground

Before the show we wandered over to the Red House Records nerve center in St. Paul and hung out with our pals there for a while. We told some lies, played some music and headed back to the Cedar.

may 8 5

Our buddy Luke, regaled us with tales of derring do and quotes from Geets Romo.

may 8 4

We bid a fond farewell to Minneapolis and drove seven hours to Evanston, Illinois to Play two shows.

may 8 6

It was our first time at Space, but it won’t be our last. What a great place!

Here is our set list:

Jorma Kaukonen & Barry Mitterhoff 3 , 2011
Evanston, Illinois
Saturday, May 7, 2011

First Show:
1. Been So Long
2. Search My Heart
3. Mama Let Me Lay It On You
4. Second Chances
5. Hesitation Blues
6. More Than My Old Guitar
7. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
8. Come Back Baby
9. Izze’s Lullaby
10. The Terrible Operation
11. 99 Year Blues
12. River Of Time
13. Vicksburg Stomp
14. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
15. I Know You Rider
16. Encore: I Am The Light Of This World
Second Show:
1. What Are They Doing In Heaven Today?
2. Parchman Farm
3. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed And Burning
4. Things That Might Have Been
5. Children Of Zion
6. How Long Blues
7. Bread Line Blues
8. Smokerise Journey
9. Good Shepherd
10. Uncle Sam Blues
11. Goodbye To The Blues
12. Nine Pound Hammer
13. Encore: Preaching On The Old Camp Ground

Up early this morning in time for a Mother’s Day BBQ. Which brings me back to my Mom.

Rest in peace Dear One. You will always live in my heart… and every day I feel you somewhere, watching over me and mine.

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Live from the kitchen…

June 16th, 2010 Jorma 4 comments

OK… so here is my first entry without someone seated next to me holding my hand. Tomorrow Hot Tuna is getting ready for a lightning three concert run… all electric, all rocking! I’m writing this from the Beatrice Love Kitchen here at the Fur Peace Ranch and it’s shaping up to be a very hot day. Getting guitars and amps together, packing the gear that goes along with all this stuff. Yikes… logistics personified. Well, just a very short note to make my presence felt in some small digital way. More anon…

Mountain Aire, CA

June 6th, 2010 Jorma 3 comments

Friday, May 28, 2010 Sonora, California

I write this from the somewhat small town of Sonora, California. My pals and I are here for the Furthur Festival at the Calaveras County Fairgrounds. Myron and I came in late yesterday afternoon after an all day airport event starting in Columbus, Ohio. Yeah… living the dream. Being on East Coast time I was up at 0430 and couldn’t go back to sleep. Oh well… Anyway, Myron and I found a breakfast café in Jamestown which was only a couple of miles away from our hotel. Down home food at California prices. That’s OK. I’m in California.

When I came out of my room into the parking lot of the hotel, I was greeted by that forest mountain smell that you only find in the west coast of the United States. My Mom, may she rest in peace, used to live on Talmont up in North Shore Tahoe. It always smelled like that up at her house on the side of the mountain overlooking the lake.

The smell of these trees in the early morning transported me back decades. We would visit her up there, Vanessa and I, and drink in the surroundings of those ancient trees. It was a delightful taste I will never forget.

May 8th was the twelfth anniversary of my Mom’s journey beyond the stars. It slipped by me unnoticed this year. Sadly I notice that as time passes there are indeed more memories than a heart can predictably hold. I’m sure my memory will be just as fragile when my time comes, but that is as it should be. I miss Mom always. I miss her advice whether or not I chose to take it. That too is as it should be.

In the late eighties, Mom moved back down from the mountain to Mill Valley, California. The thin air of the High Sierras was too difficult for her aging lungs to negotiate. She loved these mountains with all her heart and when she moved back down to the Coast she said goodbye to what might have been the most serene twenty five years of her life. Even now twelve years after her passing and twenty one years after she gave up the house on Talmont , when I work in North Shore Tahoe someone is sure to say, I remember that name, Kaukonen. I think I saw it in a newspaper in the seventies or eighties. That would have been my Mom or Dad trying to fix some perceived wrong in the community. That would have been Bea or Jorma Sr.

On this morning up here in Calaveras County, for a brief moment she walked with me again as I breathed in the evergreen air of this magnificent California landscape. I smelled the mountains, and the trees and the wood smoke and I could hear her voice in a distant whisper of memory. When I would call her in the last years of her life, I would ask, ‘How are you Mom?’ and she would say, ‘I’m here Jerry, I’m still here.’

You know, in that corner of my heart where love always lives surrounded by the memories of my life, she still is… here.