Good bass

It really is.

Nothing like setting up the mike in front of Phil Lesh’s speakers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABCBE5N3Tio

“Brother Esau” had a haunting quality when the Dead first started playing it, and it still does.

I think the lyrics are good in their own right. However, they are typically subject to interpretation. (As typically as the long pause before the song starts…)

My brother Esau killed a hunter
Back in 1969

And before the killing was done,
His inheritance was mine.
But his birthright was a wand to wave
Before a weary band.
Esau gave me sleeplessness
And a piece of moral land.

My father favored Esau,
Who was eager to obey
All the bloody wild commandments
The Old Man shot his way.
But all this favor ended
When my brother failed at war.
He staggered home
And found me in the door.

[Chorus:]
Esau skates on mirrors anymore…
He meets his pale reflection at the door.
Yet sometimes at night I dream
He’s still that hairy man,
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.
Shadowboxing the Apocalypse
And wandering the land.

And

We shadowdance the silent war within.
The shadowdance, it never ends…
Never ends, never ends.

This is just one of those nights in which — fortunately or unfortunately — I have nothing to talk about… and if I did I probably wouldn’t. Or couldn’t.


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3 responses to “Good bass”

  1. Kathy Kinsley Avatar
    Kathy Kinsley

    “… and if I did I probably wouldn’t. Or couldn’t.”

    Or shouldn’t – I’ve had nights like that.

    Good song. Even if I dislike it for other reasons.

  2. Kathy Kinsley Avatar
    Kathy Kinsley

    Something the left could learn (and the right has learned far TOO well) is that being a fan doesn’t mean being an uncritical fan…

  3. Eric Scheie Avatar

    Thanks Kathy.

    What I like about the Dead is that in general, interpretations of their songs work about as well as interpretations of ambiguous poetry. “Sometimes I think I understand” is not as in my face as a lot of stuff. Uncritical shades of paint.