A Dip In The River Of Time And The Last Waltz Redux
The Real Last Waltz
Lake City Florida
Friday, April 20, 12
My Hot Tuna friends and I came to Live Oak, Florida to play the Wanee Festival. We knew that our brother, Levon Helm, was hanging by a thread as we drove down here, and yesterday at 1330, we got the sad news… that Lee was making his journey beyond the stars. I had stumbled on a piece by Mark Salter that just said it so well and I offer a link to his writing here.
There has been so much said about Levon over the past couple of days that there is not much I could add. I do notice that so many (but not all) of us mourners are of a like age. Levon supplied so much to us over the years adding to the soundtrack of our lives that his passing not only reminds us of when we were young, it reminds us that life is indeed a finite journey here on this earth and that we must count our blessings and make sure that we sing loudly each and every day!
Last night at the Hot Tuna show on the Mushroom Stage, we dedicated Rev. Davis’ I Am The Light Of This World, to Lee’s spirit. There were mercurial aspects to Levon’s personality and he could be a rascal too so we followed Light Of This World with Julius Daniel’s 99 Year Blues… also for Lee.
So it goes and the world continues to turn.
Here is our set list from last night:
1. I See The Light
2. Been So Long
3. Can’t Get Satisfied
4. Ode To Billy Dean
5. Children Of Zion
6. Mama Let Me Lay It On You
7. A Little Faster
8. If This Is Love, I Want My Money Back
9. Rock Me Baby
10. Bowlegged Woman
11. I Am The Light Of This World
12. I Am The Light Of this World
13. Mourning Interrupted
14. Hesitation Blues
15. Funky #7
16. Encore: Water Song
Today Jack and I did a great Fur-Peace-Ranch-On-The-Road workshop at the music hall here at Wanee…I had a great Q and A chat with Warren Haynes followed by Mickey Hart’s magic. As we worked through the day, I just had to keep reflecting , as always, on the relentless magic of the passing of time. Yes, it’s time to enjoy the ripples on the river. The time will come when we will say goodbye to it all.
I shall leave this post with a poem a friend sent me some time ago:
Miss Me – But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road,
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little – but not for too long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me – but let me go
For this is a journey that we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It’s all part of God’s master plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends you know,
Bury your sorrow in doing good deeds,
Miss me – but let me go
Me we all be here for some time to come to smell the roses and dance the dance!