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Denver To Carbondale

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Last night good old Hot Tuna was at the Oriental in Denver… hot times and here is our set list:

Hot Tuna 42, 2012
The Acoustic Trio
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
& Barry Mitterhoff
The Oriental Theater
Denver, Colorado
Friday, July 20, 2012

First Set:
1. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down And Out
2. Been So Long
3. Heart Temporary
4. Hesitation Blues
5. Children Of Zion
6. Sea Child
7. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
8. Second Chances
9. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
10. Barbeque King
11. Genesis
12. I Know You Rider
Second Set:
1. Search My Heart
2. Bread Line Blues
3. Mama Let Me Lay It On You
4. Come Back Baby
5. The Terrible Operation
6. Keep On Trucking Mama
7. Goodbye To The Blues
8. Good Shepherd
9. I Am The Light Of This World
10. How Long Blues
11. Nine Pound Hammer
12. Encore: Death Don’t Have No Mercy

Now we’re off to Carbondale and the PAC3

Gotta run…

  1. Ben
    July 21st, 2012 at 11:14 | #1

    “Hot times”, indeed! We were shvitzin’. Great show, gents. Thanks!

  2. A J Cohen
    July 21st, 2012 at 11:24 | #2

    Jorma ~ Jack ~ Barry:

    As long as you are compelled, willin’ and able to tour…..we WILL be lined up to take our place in your presence. Yet another marvelous evening of musical camaraderie, synchronistically perfect playing and spot-on songbook renditions to complete a rather harrowing week in Denver, CO. Good Sheperd was soul stirring perfection.

    A safe and healthful journey on your winding way back to Fur Peace.

  3. Cyndy Consentino
    July 22nd, 2012 at 09:00 | #3

    Dear Jorma
    I’m sure you and the boys brought much needed
    Smiles and sunshine to Denver area!
    Safe travels

  4. ranney grotta
    July 22nd, 2012 at 13:45 | #4

    I just heard from my favorite nephew Alex in Columbus( at Fiat) with the news that Janice & I are soon to be reacquainted with your wonderful music and our own fogbound pasts at Sweetwater. It has a special meaning for me: in 67-68 I was one of those dumb university kids who interrupted their education for pharmocologic self-discovery and found my olive drab provided by the army. The barracks was a stew of racial tension with a soundtrack of endless Motown repetition. I had one (1) record, Surrealistic Pillow, which I, in turn, played endlessly, transporting me to other much-preferred places, such as Berkeley, whIch I have made reality. Thanks so much, looking forward to the 31st, & showing up on 2 wheels.

  5. Mark
    July 23rd, 2012 at 15:43 | #5

    Seeing you guys this coming Saturday in Santa Cruz. Can’t wait!