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Jambands.com - Need We Say More? Features 'Deadheads Are What Liberals Claim to Be But Aren't':An Interview with Ann Coulter
Jambands.com - Need We Say More? Features 'Deadheads Are What Liberals Claim to Be But Aren't':An Interview with Ann Coulter
Ann gets pretty fired up when she's out giving her opinions on talk shows etc, rather than writing one of her many energized books.
It was a pleasant surprise to hear that she is a Deadhead. I'm not surprised because she is straight forward and consistent in her constant clarification of the blind faith the mobs call truth. And, she likes to have fun! There's no reason to get upset with her. During my college days, we wanted to hear all opinions. How did college kids become so intolerant and closed minded? After all, just because a bunch of people agree on something it doesn't mean it's the truth. I think back to listening to albums with lots of room for artwork with little nuggets hidden in psychedelic writing condoning "Truth Search", as in the Airplane's "When the truth is found, to be lies. And all the joy within you dies..."
I went to a few Dead concerts, but my fondest memories of Jerry's music were at the little club on University in Berkeley near Shattuck called the Keystone where he'd jam with whoever was around among his musician friends. There was no stage to speak of. It was so crowded, at times you walked across the stage and it was no big deal. Nicky Hopkins was on keyboards one time I was there and they were playing Dylan's "Highway 61 Revisited" songs to a great degree and a wonderful time was had by all. I liked the major to minor waves that were so uplifting in the music when they were jamming with the music resolving over and over; perfect for LSD listening and dancing, smiles all around.
Funny, the harshest comments after the article come from distrusting souls who seem to feel violated that their tastes in music might coincide with Ann's. Is that what you call open minded? Shouldn't tolerance be part of the open minded equation? One of life's strangest paradoxes is that people who preach something rarely follow their own message. Oh well, "What a long strange trip it's been".
Ann gets pretty fired up when she's out giving her opinions on talk shows etc, rather than writing one of her many energized books.
It was a pleasant surprise to hear that she is a Deadhead. I'm not surprised because she is straight forward and consistent in her constant clarification of the blind faith the mobs call truth. And, she likes to have fun! There's no reason to get upset with her. During my college days, we wanted to hear all opinions. How did college kids become so intolerant and closed minded? After all, just because a bunch of people agree on something it doesn't mean it's the truth. I think back to listening to albums with lots of room for artwork with little nuggets hidden in psychedelic writing condoning "Truth Search", as in the Airplane's "When the truth is found, to be lies. And all the joy within you dies..."
I went to a few Dead concerts, but my fondest memories of Jerry's music were at the little club on University in Berkeley near Shattuck called the Keystone where he'd jam with whoever was around among his musician friends. There was no stage to speak of. It was so crowded, at times you walked across the stage and it was no big deal. Nicky Hopkins was on keyboards one time I was there and they were playing Dylan's "Highway 61 Revisited" songs to a great degree and a wonderful time was had by all. I liked the major to minor waves that were so uplifting in the music when they were jamming with the music resolving over and over; perfect for LSD listening and dancing, smiles all around.
Funny, the harshest comments after the article come from distrusting souls who seem to feel violated that their tastes in music might coincide with Ann's. Is that what you call open minded? Shouldn't tolerance be part of the open minded equation? One of life's strangest paradoxes is that people who preach something rarely follow their own message. Oh well, "What a long strange trip it's been".
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Bob Dylan In A Very Revealing Interview Refreshingly Honest As Reflective Successful Look Back. Openness During The Climb Is Much Less Common.
My brother and I used to sing his songs and were impressed when one of our friends memorized "Like A Rolling Stone". "It's Alright Ma" was one of our challenges, though at 14 the raw experiences of a guy on the road were for the most part lost on me.
I've had access to the wellspring of creativity he mentions, though. It has a quality when it flows of being timeless and unlimited, the way I later experienced love to be; not a quantifiable, limited commodity. Sometimes it's just like a tap that flows whenever it's opened for improvisation, but, unfortunately for me, I could only get about three sentences of "flow" in words. After all, "He not busy being born is busy dying," are punchy words to sing and are another way of saying as Lewis Carol did,"It takes all the running you can do to stay in the same place." My first real feelings of being in a meditative state which I later understood were singing songs while playing the guitar. With improv, I used to have these "out of body" experiences as though I were watching my hands move on their own and it was fun, fun, fun! Later, those meditative states worked their way into love making and some very connected conversations here and there. I may write songs that don't get to the place I want, but there's a guarantee that if I don't try, they will never get "there"!
Dylan's albums were large enough to have quite a few photos. I remember on one album he had Joan Baez massage his head while he was writing and here in this interview, he mentions how the period he was wring his earlier stuff is inaccessible to him now. That honesty is admirable. When he went through his periods of electric after acoustic, I felt as though he'd violated some kind of trust with the rest of my generation as though he'd sold out his brooding and moody introspective soul, much the same way Canadians and the rest of Sarah McLachlan's fans felt abandoned when her music moved beyond the early tortured emanations. "Angel" was the first of hers that captured me, so I was mildly amused by the personal slight experienced by her fans of her earlier stuff. I've developed more of an understanding of Dylan's experience with "The Band" at the pink house (The Music From Big Pink) especially since, "I Pulled Into Nazareth" (whatever it's called). Then there was "Highway 61 Revisited", the wellspring for "Love Minus Zero", another song I enjoyed playing tirelessly. My acceptances was certainly cemented after hearing Dick Glass talk about his traveling experiences with Bob Dylan and the Doors during their respective periods. His mentioning how he was on a plane in a lightening storm with Jim Morrison when he wrote "Riders On The Storm", while they were all wondering if they were going to survive! After all, "Music is what life sounds like" (unknown) and time spent experiencing such beauty, both playing and listening, is precious!
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