![]() Who could have imagined at the time where a chance meeting at a prep school would lead? Who can even fathom the infinite pieces that formed the Grateful Dead, and the subsequent community? Yet we all know, without Barlow, we would not be enjoying the blossom the Dead have become today. “ If the song is any good, it detaches from its apparent source and enters into the hearts and minds of those who hear it to make its own home there.” Sometimes, out on the road, penniless and hungry, when “the compass card is spinning, and the helm is swinging to and fro,” all we had was the shelter of John Barlow’s words. Or perhaps it was when the world became too big in its overwhelming awe, and suddenly, there was “Let It Grow” making life beautiful and okay again. ![]() Maybe it was on some stretch of highway between Minnesota and Ohio, where you stopped, confused as to whether you had blown it all. And while the ripples of his life will far surpass the sorrowful emotion of his passing, in the coming months, we are all destined to find ourselves acknowledging Barlow’s intricately intertwined existence within each of us. John Perry Barlow, long time lyricist for the Grateful Dead, and later, The String Cheese Incident, passed away quietly in his sleep, February 7th, 2018. Robert Hunter recalls, “Enter, John Barlow, in Pecos Bill getup, silk kerchief, and Stetson hat, as befit a Wyoming ranch boss and author of the lyrics to ‘Mexicali Blues.’ Billy goats together, only he knew Weir well enough to butt horns with him, part friends, and do it again.” ![]() And then, always, the sun breaks through again.” John Barlow ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |