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Life Times In A Week…

June 30th, 2016 Jorma 24 comments
Jorma Sr.'s Rolex on a young Zach's wrist...

Jorma Sr.'s Rolex on a young Zach's wrist...

So it’s starting to seem like lifetime ago, but a week ago today Phil and Myron and I were at Constitution Hall in D.C. for my son Zach’s graduation. In 1953 when the Kaukonen family was stationed in Pakistan my Dad was director of the Asia Foundation. He went to Hong Kong on some sort of business trip and bought a Rolex watch for $85.00. That was a lot of money for Dad to spend back then. He had the watch for years… wore it every day no matter what he was doing from tennis to swimming. Then one day the watch stopped running. Just needed some maintenance I guess, but Dad didn’t want to deal with it and into a drawer it went and time moved on without it.

Sometime in the early 90’s while visiting the old man, the watch surfaced and called out to me. ‘May I have it Dad?’ I asked. ‘No,’ was the emphatic reply. ‘It’s mine!’ Well, it was has so I let it go. Every now and then I would ask him again and the response was always the same.

‘No. It’s mine!’

As Dad began to feel life slipping away from him, he finally gave it to me in its dormant form. I handed it over to my pal Phil who had it restored by Rolex in New York. I got it back and it worked great. Next trip to California to visit Mom and Dad I showed it to the old man. He looked at it with a jaundiced eye. ‘Is Rolex time better than Pulsar Time’ he asked? ‘You bet it is I answered!’ Dad passed in ‘97 but the watch kept on ticking. I would wear it periodically, but unbeknownst to me at the time, it was waiting for the next generation.

That generation claimed the old Rolex last week when Jorma Sr.’s grandson Zach walked across the stage at Constitution Hall with the watch marking time to the cadence of his steps. It now lives with Zach where it should.

Well… the Ram’s Head post is already up so this will bring us up to date… more or less.

On Sunday last I beat it up to the Rockland Music Festival.

I want vintage Barton Fink

I want vintage Barton Fink

Checking into the hotel, the hallway reminded me of Barton Fink. ‘What’s in the box?’

Then to the gig.

My solo set

My solo set

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Before my set I got to sit in with my pals the New Riders… Professor Louie too.

Buddy Cage, Me and Michael Falzarano

Buddy Cage, Me and Michael Falzarano

Foto by Myron Hart

A conversation with friends… can’t be beat!

Louis Rosano and Me

Louis Rosano and Me

Louis Rosano… amp maker extraordinaire.

Jorma Kaukonen 26, 2016
Jorma Solo
Rockland/Bergen Music Festival
Tappan, New York
Sunday, June 26, 2016

1. True Religion
2. Ain’t In No Hurry
3. Hesitation Blues
4. How Long Blues
5. The Terrible Operation
6. Let us Get Together Right Down Here
7. Come Back Baby
8. I See The Light
9. Sea Child
10. Good Shepherd
11. Keep On Trucking Mama
12. Watch The North Wind Rise
13. San Francisco Baby Blues
14. Things That Might Have Been
15. I Know You Rider
16. Water Song
17. Encore: Genesis

Then on Monday a 550 mile run for home.

A Tuesday morning walk with Big Mav

A Tuesday morning walk with Big Mav

Love those morning walks with Maverick on the old roads of the Fur Peace Ranch. No place like home… that’s for sure!

Back in smoothieland...

Back in smoothieland...

I missed my smoothies while I was on the road. The commercial stuff just ain’t the same!

Tuesday ride with my pal Greg.

Tuesday ride with my pal Greg.

So, the girls furloughed me to go on a last minute ride. Here’s the route.

Highway 33 to Athens, Ohio… north on Rt. 13 to Rt. 78… past McConnelsville to Rt. 83… north to Rt. 313 and east to Seneca Lake… Rt. 147 around the lake then back to Rt. 78… Rt. 13 to Chauncey… On Rt. 33 and back to to the Fur Peace Ranch in Darwin, Ohio. 256 glorious miles…

Roadside McConnelsville

Roadside McConnelsville

Clouds at the lake

Clouds at the lake

Yachting time

Yachting time

Yeah… what a day. Yesterday I did a little wrenching…

The power plant

The power plant

This is a kit?

This is a kit?

I thought I might have to youtube for helpful instructions for my new highway pegs… but I toughed it out, stayed srong and got it done!

Sadly, last but certainly not least, Nessa and I were driving to pick Izze up last night when I heard that my old pal Rob Wasserman just passed. I am in a time of my life when these hits just keep on coming. Over the last three days we of the American School in the Philippines lost three classmates. That’s just the way it is.

As for Rob, I got to hang with him and Bob Weir back in February.

Rob, Jorma & Bob

Rob, Jorma & Bob

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

The River Of Time is indeed flowing and Rob now rests on the shore.

Here’s to us, and those like us. Damn few left. Now this aging father will get some help from his young daughter to clean the Harley… Our river flows…

Last Week To This Week

June 26th, 2016 Jorma 47 comments

Firstly… I’m at the Rockland/Bergen Music Festival today with the New Riders, Professor Louis and more. I’ll be going on about 1800. Be there or be square.

Last week, I got to share space at the Fur Peace Ranch with Scott Sharrard and his band.

Relaxin' at the baby grand

Relaxin' at the baby grand

Then I got to sit in a little.

What a pleasure to jam with this gentleman!

What a pleasure to jam with this gentleman!

Classes at the Ranch and a morning concert with Steve James.

Steve really is the man! Check him out.

Steve really is the man! Check him out.

Then before I knew it, after hanging with Zach for a couple of days, I was on my way to the Ram’s Head in Annapolis, Maryland.

Mmmmm... shepherd's pie too!

Mmmmm... shepherd's pie too!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Jorma Kaukonen 25, 2016
Jorma Solo
The Ram’s Head
Annapolis, Maryland
Saturday, June 25, 2016

First Set:
1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Dime For Beer
3. Hesitation Blues
4. I See The Light
5. I’ll Be All Right Some Day
6. Barbeque King
7. Sea Child
8. Sleep Song
9. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
10. What Are They Doing In Heaven Today?
11. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
Second Set:
1. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
2. Brother Can You Spare A Dime
3. San Francisco Bay Blues
4. Come Back Baby
5. Serpent Of Dreams
6. How Long Blues
7. I Am The Light Of This World
8. Watch The North Wind Rise
9. Good Shepherd
10. Bar Room Crystal Ball
11. Water Song
12. Encore: In My Dreams

A matinee show… on the road to Nyack by 1630… about four hours flat. Getting ready to head up to the Rockland/Bergen Festival.

More shall be revealed!

The Long Ship Sets Sail

June 24th, 2016 Jorma 21 comments

I was moved by my son’s graduation yesterday… of course I was. I am excited for him and proud of him, but as I intimated yesterday… one cannot deny that it was a passing of the baton moment.

Last night I was stringing my M-30 and quietly picking a little thinking about tomorrow’s gig at the Ram’s Head in Annapolis. I had just decided to hit the sack when Vanessa called me to tell me that Larry Miller had just passed. Who’s Larry Miller you might ask? Well… it’s time for a trip down a lane in my memory that has been unattended for many years.

I got married in 1964 to Lena Margareta Pettersson. We met on a ship to what was then called Leningrad in the summer of 1963 but this is a story for another time. Anyway, M came to this country in January of 1964, we got married and I had a seedy little apartment in Santa Clara in a large old wood frame house at 1159 Fremont St. I was teaching at the Benner Music Co. on Stevens Creek Rd. This would be the same place Paul Kantner and Pete Grant taught. I was playing out too, but most of my income came from lessons.

Anyway, I had my old Garrard turntable that I had inherited from my dad when He upgraded. I bought a Blaupunkt AM/FM/SW radio (mono of course… multiplex radio was still in its infancy) which had an input for a turntable. The input jack was a DIN plug so I had to do some re-wiring. In any case, I was so self marinated in traditional American music in general and finger style guitar in particular that I refused to listen to rock ‘n’ roll on AM radio. I was afraid it might pollute my sensibilities… or maybe I was just a pretentious stuffed shirt. In any case, when I would turn on the radio, I would listen to KJAZZ. This was a non-stop jazz station in the SF Bay Area whose programming tended to, well, very easy listening ‘jazz.’

As the 60’s got rolling and rock and roll mutated from more than bubble gum pop to a lighthouse of the times, a number of really interesting things happened, not the least of which was KMPX and multiplex radio.

FM radio was capable of hi fi and… some stations were beginning to broadcast in stereo which in the radio parlance of the times was multiplex. Stereo recordings were so important to those of us lucky enough to have record deals at the time that when radio broadcasting technology allowed us to showcase our art over the airwaves… well, it was momentous.

I had a Sony FM radio… it had a place for an adapter which would give life to an outboard speaker an amp and le voila… stereo music on the radio. The very first stereo station and for a while the only station I would listen to was KMPX and one of the most important DJ’s was Larry Miller.

Check this link out:

http://bayarearadio.org/stn_documents/kmpx_larry-miller-handbill_1967.shtml

Big Daddy Tom Donohue, Dusty Street, Larry Miller and more. These were our angels who kept us tuned into the word in sound as it descended from on high.

It’s hard to imagine today what an impact this media form… which was ours… had on our lives, sometimes minute by minute. The eclecticism on any given program was unmatched by any other radio station at the time.

We had no taste boundaries back then. We wanted to eat it all and Larry Miller and his colleagues were the chefs who would serve it up.

Larry came to the Fur Peace Ranch a couple of years ago as a student. He took finger style guitar from me, bass from Jack and brought memories of the glory days of FM radio. I had all but forgotten about it. I remembered him well as we re-established our friendship. He was a quirky as ever and we also shared a love of oddball Nordic Lore. He would come to the Ranch often and it was always a treat to see him. He had been teaching in Boston for a number of years and even though he had assumed a professorial look on some level, he was still the outlaw of the airwaves.

Back in May of this year (2016) he was supposed to come to the Ranch for a class. He emailed me to tell me that he was ill and would not be able to make it and could I just send him the tabs and stuff from the class so he could enjoy it at home. He wrote me this note on May 16, 2016:

‘Where do I start? About the time I was facing retirement back in 2008, I got the guitar of my dreams- the D18 VS. That led to Acoustic Guitar magazine, and that led me to the Ranch. That first visit, doing the workshop with you and learning Embryonic Journey and the Water Song made me a believer forever. This would have been my 9th visit.

I am so glad that I got to “re-connect” with you, and recall that mutual admiration connection that we had in SF back in the day. As you said, we are connected in more ways than I realize. Woody Mann, Roy Bookbinder, Vanessa, John Hurlbut, Larry Campbell and Happy Traum- getting to know these amazing people has been the frosting on my cake. And Jack. 4 bass workshops. When he personally praised my playing on Layla last year, it was a Golden Moment.

I had hoped that I had the energy to make at least one more trip, do one more workshop with you, play another duet with Jim Botsford. But alas, it is not to be.

I will stay in touch and let you know how I’m doing. I don’t want to bring you down, so smile when you think of me.

Larry

Presented with irony…

Larry’

Larry’s pain is over and he is in Valhalla which is where he belongs with the other sonic warriors of our generation. I am thinking of you my friend, and I am smiling. I’m sure you know how important you and all you cohorts were to us back when we and the earth were still young.

And so, there it is. Zach’s life is beginning as is our daughter Izze’s. Larry’s has ended and the world still turns. I cannot but pray that the world our children will inherit will be a kinder place where righteousness will prevail and if not, may they deal with it without their hearts turning to stone.

It could happen.

And Larry my friend, may the Dragon Ship that carries you to Valhalla by sleek and fast and may the beat always go on… and on and may the wind always, always be at your back!

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Big Day In The Hometown!

June 23rd, 2016 Jorma 8 comments
1776 D St.

1776 D St.

So I’m trying to get some writing done… yeah, working one what I hope will one day be a book of sorts. I’ve been remiss. What else is new? But here I am today, back in the one consistent place of my youth. Yep. My hometown, the Washington, D.C. area. Why am I here when I could be home in Ohio? Because it is my son Zachary’s high school graduation and here I am with my pals Myron Hart and Phil Jacobs. It’s definitely one of those ‘sweet bird of youth’ moments where one really realizes how delightful yet finite life truly is. My graduation at Woodrow Wilson over on Nebraska Ave. was outside on the field where we drilled with Jr. ROTC. I recollect that my grandparents, Ben and Vera were there since I was living with them that year, but they were my only family. Somewhere I have my diploma. Maybe I’ll be able to find it and take a picture of it. Maybe not. Was I ready for the next step in life? Did I have a life plan. Did college really mean something or was it just what I was expected to do? I don’t know. I’ll have to think on that some more.

What a day!

What a day!

But here, today, I was at Constitution Hall… the DAR hall where Hot Tuna played in 1976. We were banned from returning. I guess either we or the fans or both misbehaved. In any case, I guess they didn’t recognize me. I showed them the ticket Zach gave me, and they let me in.

A proud place to be!

A proud place to be!

Myron and Phil and I found three seats just to the left of exit four on the second tier. The entire Constitution Hall was packed. We got there early. Welcome to my world… so like I said, our seats were great.

1959… I graduated Woodrow Wilson… I can’t remember whether I felt young or old or if none of those things mattered to me at the time. I guess the world was a younger place. My Selective Service Classification was still 1-A, and you know… I didn’t care. Here I am 57 years later… still looking at the world with amazed eyes.

G_d Bless America... Got to do the Star Spangled Banner Too!

G_d Bless America... Got to do the Star Spangled Banner Too!

I am filled with gratitude and wonder. Zach’s life is going to be different… no matter what… He’ll be voting in his first presidential election this Fall. What a way to enter his majority! I can hardly wait to read the next chapter. Like Steve James says in his song, ‘Talco Girl,’ ‘Goodbye Daddy… hello world!’

Well done kiddo! Well done!

A great day in D.C.!

A great day in D.C.!

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Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame… Director’s Retreat… And Me

June 17th, 2016 Jorma 24 comments
The El Parian Mexican Resaurant in Zanesville

The El Parian Mexican Resaurant in Zanesville

Myron and I took back roads to Cleveland… and stopped in Zanesville at the El Parian Mexican Resautrant... Awesome!!!

Rt. 13 to 93 through Zanesville… I-70 two I-77 to Cleveland… nice ride.

Up in Cleveland… we headed over to the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame for the Board Of Directors Retreat Soiree….

Me and John Sferra

Me and John Sferra

We got to sit with our good friend John Sferra and his lovely lady, John is the drummer for Glass Harp… and more. He helped us out last year with the GE Smith Band. Good times.

The view from the heights.

The view from the heights.

I love the HOF… a great museum… great exhibits and they treated us like gold.

What a view

What a view

A great hang… and we got to see some great stuff! The Louder Than Words floors… worth the trip alone!

Time to go back to the hotel

Time to go back to the hotel

Thursday morning we got to go back in the stacks and see some stuff not on exhibit right now.

Stevie Ray Vaughan's 'Butter'

Stevie Ray Vaughan's 'Butter'

Then I got to hold Eric Clapton’s Tears In Heaven Guitar

Very moving indeed... Tears In Heaven

Very moving indeed... Tears In Heaven

Then it was time to show up for the Retreat Breakfast.

What's on the menu"

My pal Jason Hanley chatted with me, I played some music and then it was time for Myron and Me to head Home.

So much fun… and the Cavs beat Golden State last night. What a great day!

On the old road with Mav...

On the old road with Mav...

A nice walk with Maverick on our old road this morning… and the first day of another great Camp Weekend at the Fur Peace Ranch.

Time for bed… onward indeed!

From The Forest Primeval…To The Cherry St. Pub

June 14th, 2016 Jorma 12 comments
This is indeed, the forest primeval...

This is indeed, the forest primeval...

The day started with a superb walk, shared by Maverick The Dog and myself over and around the trails here at the Fur Peace Ranch. Nothing like a few reflective moments shared with the canine family.

I was up early because I had an 0900 appointment at the Harley Shop to get a side bag for Nessa’s Dyna.

Sanitary installation...

Sanitary installation...

A brisk ride in… warm ride back. The rest of the day I worked around the Ranch and then around 1600 I hopped on my scooter and rode up to Lancaster where I was to meet John Hurlbut and his Dad Ray at the Cherry St. Pub on Cherry St. in Lancaster.

This is a great place for home cookin’ meals and good company.

Ray and John Hurlbut

Ray and John Hurlbut

Ray, G_d bless him, at 94 is a vital friend… and one of the oldest living WWII vets in the state of Ohio.

Ray and me...

Ray and me...

Foto by John Hurlbut

So far the day was perfect. The topper was the ride home. Getting out there on the highway on my bike takes my breath away, every time.

Perfect weather, good food… and he finest of friends!

Onward!

Founders Day 2016 and Mom’s Birthday

June 12th, 2016 Jorma 6 comments

Today is June 12, 2016. Were my Mom, Beatrice Love, still alive, she would have been 106 years old. Mom worried about her kids, as all moms do. That is as it should be. I sent her a message in a prayer just to tell her to rest easy. Her eldest is doing better than fine. She probably knew that anyway.

Just sayin’

Indeed, we are not a glum lot!

Indeed, we are not a glum lot!

If this doesn’t say it… I don’t know what does?

I have been in recovery for a couple of 24 hours and this past weekend allowed me to once again reflect on the grace that has been bestowed upon me. I have heard that grace is unearned mercy and indeed that mercy is a priceless gift that I did not earn. In the midnight of my spirit, I could have never imagined that I would feel the warmth of the sun on my soul… ever.

A timely rainbow

A timely rainbow

I have had people I know say, ‘You never looked miserable.’ They were never able to look into my heart or see through my eyes. Indeed, why should they? I would have never let them in. Whatever self inflicted tragic landscape I wandered through, the music has always been a beacon for me. The music always gave me a reason to continue. I always believed there would be a brighter day.

Want a pink cloud?

Want a pink cloud?

You can’t make this stuff up. That pink cloud really was over the big meeting for a bit.

Coincidence?

Anyway, it’s progress not perfection… but one must always keep busy. If we’re not moving forward, we’re sliding backward.

This morning was the Motorcade to Dr. Bob and Annie’s grave. Our dear friend Maria joined us for the run, as she is always welcome to do.

Mutt, Jorma & Maria

Mutt, Jorma & Maria

Good friends are hard to come by, and I am blessed by many.

Dan, Betty, Jerry, Jim, Mutt & Hillbilly

Dan, Betty, Jerry, Jim, Mutt & Hillbilly

Some of these folks I see all the time… some only once or twice a year. The circle is always unbroken.

Line them up!

Line them up!

Joey the bagpiper always plays at the grave.

Goin’ home
Goin’ home
I’m a goin’ home
Quiet like, some still day
I’m just goin’ home.

It’s not far
Just close by
Through an open door
Work all done, care laid by
Goin’ to grieve no more.

Then there was an outstanding tribute to Dr. Bob and Annie…

…and Joey played again.

Bring your hanky

Bring your hanky

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now I’m found,
Was blind, but now I see.

’twas Grace that taught,
my heart to fear.
And grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear,
the hour I first believed.

Awesome… I have been riding to Founders Day for almost two decades, and I will keep coming back as long as I can. And Mom, just in case you’re listening… your kid is OK… better than OK. PS, I still miss you and Dad and I always will. That’s just part of the flow.

My spirit walks in the sun!

Jerry, Maria & Me

Jerry, Maria & Me

Subtle

Subtle

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A Run To Akron For Founders Day

June 9th, 2016 Jorma 9 comments
Jerry, Mutt and the missing me taking the picture

Jerry, Mutt and the missing me taking the picture

0830 this morming we headed out from Athens to Akron… back roads all the way. Meigs County, Athens County, Perry County, Muskingum County, Coshocton County, Holmes County, Guernsey County,, Tuscarawas County, and Summit County. Couldn’t have been a nicer day for a ride to anywhere.

Once we got into Akron, after checking into the hotel… a reverent trip to the Mt. Peace Cemetery.

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If you don't swim in this pond... you won't get it.

If you don't swim in this pond... you won't get it.

Paying respects...

It’s great to be back here again. This weekend helps set me up for the year.

Welcome home... Dr. Bob and Annie's home.

Welcome home... Dr. Bob and Annie's home.

The Four Absolutes

The Four Absolutes

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From Lake Hope In Zalewski To That Island Manhattan

June 6th, 2016 Jorma 9 comments
The night before we left... dinner at the Lake Hope Lodge

The night before we left... dinner at the Lake Hope Lodge

Then Myron and Phil and I drove 780 miles to Shirley, Mass.

Gotta love this...

Gotta love this...

Gotta be fish in this tarn

Gotta be fish in this tarn

Jorma Kaukonen 21, 2016
Solo
Bull Run
Shirley, Mass.
Thursday, June 2, 2016

1. Ain’t In No Hurry
2. Death Don’t have No Mercy
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Heart Temporary
5. Barbeque King
6. I’ll Be All Right Someday
7. The Terrible Operation
8. How Long Blues
9. I See The Light
10. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
11. Waiting For A Train
12. Come Back Baby
13. San Francisco Bay Blues
14. In My Dreams
15. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
16. Sea Child
17. Good Shepherd
18. Bar Room Crystal Ball
19. Water Song
20. Encore: Watch The North Wind Rise

Another Bull Run

Another Bull Run

Foto by Phil Jacobs

The we beat feet to Daryl’s House in Pawling…

The man's a genius...

The man's a genius...

At home we call this game Corn Hole… and it’s serious business!

Daryl and crew did an awesome job with this venue!

Daryl and crew did an awesome job with this venue!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Jorma Kaukonen 22, 2016
Solo
Darryl’s House
Pauling New York
Friday, June 3, 2016

First Set:
1. True Religion
2. Ain’t In No Hurry
3. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
4. Barbeque King
5. I Am The Light Of This World
6. River Of Time
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. How Long Blues
9. Sea Child
10. Sleep Song
11. Candy Man
12. I See The Light
13. San Francisco Bay Blues
Second Set:
1. Dime For Beer
2. Things That Might Have Been
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Come Back BAby
5. I’ll Be All Right Some Day
6. Brother Can You Spare A Dime?
7. Serpent Of Dreams
8. Waiting For A Train
9. Whining Boy Blues
10. Watch The North Wind Rise
11. Good Shepherd
12. Bar Room Crystal Ball
13. Water Song
14. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
15. Encore: Genesis

Good company!

Good company!

Two nights at the Winery... Awesome!

Two nights at the Winery... Awesome!

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Jorma Kaukonen 23, 2016
Solo
City Winery
New York City
New York
Saturday, June 4, 2016

First Set:
1. Too Many Years
2. Nobody Know You When You’re Down & Out
3. Waiting For Train
4. Hesitation Blues
5. Barbeque King
6. Second Chances
7. Sea Child
8. Sleep Song
9. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
10. I’ll Be All Right Someday
11. San Francisco Bay Blues
Second Set:
1. Dime For Beer
2. I See The Light
3. Things That Might Have Been
4. Candy Man
5. Come Back Baby
6. The Terrible Operation
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. Watch The North Wind Rise
9. Good Shepherd
10. Bar Room Crystal Ball
11. Water Song
12. Encore: Embryonic Journey

Jorma Kaukonen 24, 2016
Solo
City Winery
New York City
New York
Sunday, June 5, 2016

First Set:
1. True Religion
2. Heart Temporary
3. Hesitation Blues
4. Been So Long
5. River Of Time
6. I Am The Light Of This World
7. Barbeque King
8. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
9. Watch The North Wind Rise
10. Sea Child
11. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
12. I Know You Rider
Second Set:
1. Second Chances
2. How Long Blues
3. The Terrible Operation
4. Brother Can You Spare A Dime
5. I Belong To The Band
6. Come Back Baby
7. I See The Light
8. Sleep Song
9. Good Shepherd
10. Bar Room Crystal Ball
11. Water Song
12. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
13. Encore: San Francisco Bay Blues

All four shows…. SOLD OUT!

Good times!

New York!  Gotta love it!

New York! Gotta love it!

Then I looked up…

Good morning America... how are you?

Good morning America... how are you?

Then into the rig and ten hours later… home…

Six hundred miles today…

Good night moon…

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