Jam – 2012-09-27 – Carroll’s

This Thursday’s jam had us all back together for a jam plus we had Larry Brent playing for most of the night.  With all the catching up to get through I didn’t think there was a chance we would get past 20 songs.  Apparently I was way wrong as we got in 24.  We had a beefy 14 song first set with Larry and then a second set that we played with him for the first five songs, and played with just us Deadsteiners for the last 5 songs of the night.

As far as non-playing guests we had Rob and Heather, who left us with an inspirational good bye like no other as we “let inspiration move us brightly” during the Terrapin.  They popped their heads in and both gave a big inspirational good-bye.  It was pretty funny.  By the end of the night Ryan and Maggie showed up to catch our closing.  Once Larry left, I took the opportunity to try the If I had the World to Give, which once again shows improvement.

Closely following the Jewish Holidays, Alan tried to get a biblical theme going and all we got from that was the early Greatest Story and Brothers and Sisters.  The PA system was a bit woofy during the first set, and we finally tamed that beast by the end of the second set.  Sometimes, it is just like that and you have to play through the friction.  Hopefully next week will be a little slicker.

To hear this week’s music, use the links below:

http://www.deadstein.com/audio/09-27-12/


	

Jam – 2012-09-19 – Carroll’s

On a Wednesday night following Scott’s birthday we were planning to get together like we typically do for our weekly Deadstein jam.  With Scott’s birthday on show tap and the expected absence of Alan this week there was an anticipation of lots of esoteric Jerry Garcia Band music to be placed on the platter.  We started the Scarlet Affair with an expected  And It Stoned Me.  As you can see in the photo, Art Garfunkle was rehearing in our studio a few hours before, so some of his essence and hair must have been left in the studio.

At the end of the Stoned Me in comes Alan walking in as usual which was very surprising to the rest of us.   Well, through some type of misinterpretation of a Hebrew New Year’s greeting transmitted through mobile technologies we all thought Alan was a no show for the night.   Anyway, that was not to be the case as he ended only missing that first song.  A good thing also for the rest of night a nice helping of good night of music selected by Scott for his birthday pleasure.

Until the end of the night when Ryan and Maggie showed up with a couple of friends from Hawaii, we had no guests in the room.  Their arrival was good timing for Deadstein as we are more on during the fresh early portion of the evening and moron by the latter part of the evening.  It was good we had people to play to at that time of the night as we were jolted into playing a bit more aggressively than otherwise would have been the case.  As a result we ended up strong flying through the finish line with 22 songs, not that anyone is counting.

I am happy that we got the If I Had the World to Give in early as it was an improvement from 2 weeks ago and shows great potential.  It is such a great song and fun to play.  The You Never Can Tell was a quick little fun number which challenged our dexterity much in the same way Maggie’s Farm did.

It was a fun night through and through and if you want to hear any of it, listen to the links below:

http://www.deadstein.com/audio/09-19-12/

Jam – 2012-09-13- Carroll’s

Wow, what another crazy wacky week of Deadstein this was a two very old time friends not only made it to the jam, but jammed with us for the whole night.  To begin with Kevin was trolling Facebook during the morning of the jam when he noticed his old-time friend Donnie Hutcher was at Grand Central; in New York for business.  Next thing Kevin does is invite him to spend the night in New York and to attend Deadstein.  Donnie said he will be there and Kevin called me and asked me to bring an extra guitar to the jam for Donnie’s use.  I brought him my black Les Paul (Epiphone) and he was set with his new pair of sweat pant he purchased to go with his bare feet since he didn’t spring for a pair of sneakers.

On my side of the ledger I had my old roommate Charles Wolfe coming to Deadstein for his first time ever.  Charles and I were freshman and sophomore roommates but we haven’t kept in contact whatsoever over the years and the last time I saw him I am guessing was graduation from SUNYA in May 1985.  Fortunately Lee lives near Charles and keeps in touch with him and has been trying to get him to attend a Deadstein jam ever since Lee stared playing with us in March 2012.  With Alan slated to miss the jam, this gave Charles the perfect opportunity to join us.   This is exciting for me in that I haven’t see Charles in all these years, but also, many of the foundations of how to play many of the Dead songs, which ended up in my book, were first introduced to me by Charles.  He probably taught me Franklins, Scarlet, Me and My Uncle, the Other One, etc.  If I were to venture a guess, I would say Charles taught me how to play more Grateful Dead songs than anyone else.  For this I am Grateful, forever indebted to Charles for most of the good that came out of it, as well as probably several of the clunkers (mistakes) that survived through the years and are only slowly being rooted out of our collective memories as we discover them.

When I asked Charles how does he plays he remarked just like he did 25 years ago, which was true and therefore, I knew somewhat what to expect from him.  In many respects, he and Donnie were in the same boat, coming along for the Deadstein ride of their lives and hloding on for dear life.  I think were tried to keep the set list to songs that were reasonably easy to play and this left us all having a good team effort.  Most of the time we were playing to let them play with us, but at other times, Deadstein could help but to let loose a bit and leave those who could keep up behind.  I feel most of those moments were few and far between and in the end we all had a great time together.  I left yearning for more, which fortunately we will have for this week.

Besides Charles and Donnie, two of the least freaky Deadstein jammers one could find, we also had Donna D sing some backup with us and Scott Bayer showed his ugly mug late in the night.

Charles took a crack at singing Tangled Up in Blue and Donnie sang parts of some others songs, so there was a sing-a-long- element to some of the night, but I tried to keep us moving through the songs.  As a result we did manage to play a healthy dose of 21 songs, (22 if you count China Cat Rider as 2 songs), which considering the rookie lineup, it is commendable for everyone involved.   Sink or swim people, sink or swim and much like Michael Phelps, we all swam for the gold.

We had 11 songs under our belts as the first set came to a close.  With all the reminiscing  that was going on it would be difficult to get a lot done in the second set, but once we donned our instruments, we were ready to go and I pushed us forward through several segues from song to song.  Even the Don’t Ease, which was a throw away, was excellent filler to complete the evening on a mundane note.  A note that says we should be doing this again.  It was too much fun and too good to get back together once again.  What a freak out.

To hear what we did, listen to the MP3s below:

Jam – 2012-09-05 – Carroll’s

With Labor Day behind us, Deadstein forges ahead into autumn with a little momentum from all the songs we played during the summer months. This week found us with everyone present and accounted for and ready to go. Little did we realize that Lee’s birthday was coming up within the week and Scott’s is following closely on its heals. With this in mind we slowly transitioned from having no plan for the evening to it being a Lee than and then a drummer’s birthday show. This came with the requisite responsibility to select the setlist which Lee and Scott essentially did for the majority of the night. The final result was a strong night containing 23 songs and good ones at that.

In comparison to last week, this week I was feeling good and playing well. I replaced those rusty strings on my Strat for the first time in a couple of months and they were shining. When I went to the store to buy strings I also picked up a cheap MXR 90 Phaser which produces a sound close to that which Jerry used on a few songs like Waiting for a Miracle and If I Had the World to Give. This gave me the incentive to practice during the week at home playing the If I Had the World to Give and getting it set for Deadstein to try again. I feel as if we are on the cusp of getting this song under our belts so I had hope with my additional work on it, we could send it from the C list to the B list.

The room was sounding good I think as I was able to hear the vocals and Rich’s Piano easily from the PA system. This always helps us play well and the recordings kind of provide that nice balance. Of course, we all could and should play more within ourselves, formulating a strong foundation before losing patience and control and heading out to the races like Tasmanian Devils leaving the songs we are trying to play as road kill in Deadstein’s wake.

Steve and Lindsey were our only early in the night guests and they got to experience Deadstein butchering their wedding song, If I Had the World to Give.  They left for the second set and we were by ourselves until 5-7 people came in during our St. Stephen butchering and watched us from then through the end of the night. Finally, Scott Bayer came in and left pretty quickly after he was denied an opportunity to play bongos with us.

The first set was pretty long, 13 songs in total, and it started with an aggressive Deep Elem Blues and ended with an aggressive Deal. In between there was lots of sweet stuff in between, kind of like a Double Stuff Oreo. Built To Last was the night’s only extreme reach beyond our grasp, so therefore the other 20 or so songs were fun. The middle of the first set is where we were the strongest but for the most part the night was good.

With Scott singing the Box of Rain, Deadstein ended its long night just after midnight.  For me the night would just begin for I was successful in keeping the news away from my ears about the Giant game as the reigning Superbowl champions were opening the 2012 football season on a Wednesday night just a few miles west of us at Giants Stadium.  I recorded the game and was intending to go home and hopefully watch a Giant’s victory.

On the way home I finally stopped at a halal food truck on Tenth Ave. on the way to the Lincoln Tunnel.  I discussed going there with Lee before hand but I wasn’t sure about the safety and he asked me if the food moves.  I had know idea if the food moved or not but when I passed it I saw several taxi drivers standing outside their cabs gnawing away at their giros so I decided to pull over and go in for the kill.  Little did I know that this time, as should be expected, the hunter got captured by this game.  I had never ventured to this type of food truck before, but nothing ventured nothing gained, so I looked over the fairly extensive menu and decided on the “Lamb” sandwich.  The guy quickly prepared it for me and I got a Coke and $5 later I was in my car heading home with a “Lamb” sandwich.  I just got the white sauce; no lettuce or tomato or hot sauce which was available on request.  My communication with the man behind the glass was difficult at best.  Squishy piping hot type of pita dough bread surrounded this “Lamb” meat that was highly spiced with little bits of onions in it.  I didn’t sense any of the gamy flavor which you expect from lamb, just an overly spiced grilled meat by-product of some sort.  I never really had anything like it and I can only assume it truly was grilled dog food that they serve to their non-halal brethren.  I assume they save the actual grilled dog for their own.  In any case, I woofed it down in the car without looking really looking at it.  Amazingly, the way it was wrapped in aluminum foil it did drip one bit.

I finally got home at 1:30 and got through the Giants loss to Dallas which was pretty, but the flow of the game required me to stay up to 3:30 or so to get to the end of the game, even with fast forwarding through the commercials.  With a 7:09 wake-up time, Thursday was not an easy day for me. Next week should only be better as I try a new meat by product in a wrap and the Giants go for their first win.  You can see the blimp in the photo I took with my iPhone going into the jam which I can only assume was providing areal photography for the game’s broadcast.  I was a really nice evening as this photos going into the jam show.

To hear what we did this week, check out the links to the MP3s below:

http://www.deadstein.com/audio/09-05-12/

Jam – 2012-08-29 – Carroll’s

Being the end of summer it is always tricky to get a jam going and this week would prove to be such a trial.  With Scott and Kevin scheduled to be away on away vacation and bringing kids to school, it was questionable as to whether would could get a band of critical mass.  Fortunately, with Stagger Lee in the Deadstein Utility Belt, we have half of the rhythm section already there. We turned back to our SUNY Albany roots and grabbed Bill Sloan to man the bass.  You see me there at my SUNY graduation in 1985.  In the SUNY Albany days of the early 80’s, Bill was an institution on the drums at State Quad, but in the 21st century Bill has transformed into a bass playing institution.  Well maybe not an institution but he brought his convenient little effects rig in a box and covered the bass for us for the jam.

Alan additionally was not available so it left an uncore-4 of me, Rich, Lee and Bill to fill Studio 2.  We had a little help with our guests Ryan, 33-year old Maggie and Steve.  Ryan was thrown into action as he picked up the sticks with us during a That’s What Love Will Make You Do.  Short of that, Lee was all by his lonesome back there all night.

I was eager to play in this configuration to see what would materialize.   Since we were four with one guitar, Jerry Garcia was going to be the flavor of the night, more specifically; Rich was thinking a mid 1970’s version of the band.  We stuck to that for a bit but strayed when necessary.

Speaking of straying, my mind was playing right-down, left-up tricks on me all night long.  I think my fingers thought they were too confident for my minds good, and the two didn’t connect and cooperate all night long.  For the most part I was able to internalize my inner struggle and blow out some music, but if felt like an opportunity lost.  Too bad, because the room sounded good and the vibe was good.

Rich had his whole video set up charging while recording the happenings.  Hopefully, something came out good.  I’m kind of not too eager to hear or see what I did, cause it can’t be pretty.  I guess there are nights like that, but I felt like a pitcher with a spent arm just lobbing soft-balls over the plate.

I guess I will have to wait for Rich’s audio and video files, until then enjoy what you got and Freak out!  Well, lo-and-behold, there are the MP3s with some video to boot.  Three cheers for Rich.

http://www.deadstein.com/audio/08-29-12/

Jam – 2012-08-22 – Carroll’s

The Wednesday found us all together again for a standard 6-man Deadstein jam; ’twas good to be.  Well at least that was for the the first part of the night as Alan had to tend to some family matters and wasn’t able to stay for the end of the second set.  That gave us some time to catch up on some overly neglected Jerry Garcia Band tunes.

Regarding the first set, we didn’t have an agenda for the night, so we were wondering what should we start with that has neglected itself from the starting position.  Here Comes Sunshine came to the fore and got us moving down the freaky avenue we call Deadstein.  That lead us into a rousing Viola Lee Blues which was slammed to a merciless halt when I forced us into a Me and My Uncle.  We got into the groove by the time it was time to go into the Mexicali Blues.  While maybe not one of the shining moments our lives, the Uncle Mexicali definitely grounds you back to the Grateful Dead and prepares you for the rest of the night.

When we finished the opener, Lindsey commented, wow, that was a half hour, that’s crazy.  She and Steve were our only guests for the night.  She was right it is crazy, but it does help secure the beefiness of the evening with a long, strong opener.  It was a help to me because I am on a very rusty set of string that 4 jams ago I was totally disgusted by when I took the guitar out of its bag.  Fast forward another 4 weeks, these ultra-rusty strings are even more gnarly making me want to just grab the thing and start sweating to dissolve the dry bumpy residue that I left from a week ago.  It got me in an “I don’t care, just jam and make music” type of attitude.  There will be no pussy-footing around.

The wackiness of the first set continued and we stretched the boundaries of what we do, what should be done and what goes in a first set.  This was all very good because it presented us with quite a bit of variety, but in a good way. From old to new, easy to hard, familiar to “what?” the first set song selection was one of our most interesting, ending in a weird way, on an Estimated Prophet.  Which was ultra relaxed.

Alan did join us for the Scarlet, Sugaree opener of the second set but when he got the call to duty, we headed to the GarBand.  This was all pretty good, including the long, drawn out Lucky Ol’ Sun.  This has never been a easy one for Deadstein as it usually occurs late at night and it has a tendency to put you to sleep. Fortunately we did have Lee there to keep the momentum going when Scott eventually drifted in and out of rolling ‘round heaven.

The Midnight Moonlight was a good cap for the evening; crisp and fun following the lucky ol’ dirge.   Too bad it was a couple of minutes too short, because it left us the need for one more quickie to get past the 12 o’clock finishing line.  That lead to a One More Saturday Night,  seemed to be a mistake with only one guitar.  I felt naked out there for some reason.  Whatever, the song is only 3 minutes so we grabbed it, spun it and tossed it around like a flimsy rag doll.  It was our 19th song, one short of the 20-song high water mark but a great effort nevertheless.  19 songs is nothing to sneeze at. G-d bless you.

With Kevin and Scott scheduled to be out of town, next week is looking sketchy at this point, but hope is eternal and Deadstein will hopefully rise like a phoenix.

Until that time happens, you can listen to the crap we played this week at the links provided below.

http://www.deadstein.com/audio/08-22-12/

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