About 30 minutes in to the second set of Phish’s show at Star Lake, Yohe turned to me and said, “You got it.” He’s seen Phish many more times than I have, and he’s as good at picking out Phish songs as I was with the Grateful Dead. At some point before that, I mentioned… Read More we’re back.
Good: The Avett Brothers show Tuesday night was spectacular. Brother Anthony and I each got stood up by our dates, who shall go unnamed *coughmrscrappyaaacough*, but we met Mr. and Mrs. Burns for drinks and dinner beforehand and I talked Yohe into coming down for the show as well. You missed a good night, ladies.… Read More 24 hours.
I had a long, nasty night at work. I’m finishing a bomber of Ommegang’s Hennepin. That helps. I’m also listening to the Scents and Subtle Sounds from our Phish show in Camden in 2004. That helps even more. I’ve written about this song before. It’s pointless for me to listen to it while it’s still… Read More so ready.
When we set up in the parking lot outside the Spectrum, we started talking with a local about what would happen to the building once it is torn down later this year. He said there were the two Dead shows, followed by an extended run of the circus. My response: “No no no — the… Read More goodbye. hello.
It’s a busy day. Here’s a few bullets for you: I’ve been a little slow getting cranked up for our Dead show tomorrow night in Philly, but a night talking with Yohe about music, combined with a little time listening to shows from the last couple weeks, has me ready to go. The post-Garcia version… Read More dead derby weekend bullets.
Twice each work day, I have to drive through the borough of Sewickley. Oh, wait. Sorry, In Sewickley, they call it a village. Whoops. Sewickley’s, uh, a little different. If you grew up with me, here’s an illustration — South of Lane UA, with a central business district that resembles Lane Avenue’s current shopping line-up.… Read More inevitable.
Uncle Crappy 