LP Grateful Dead / Europe 72

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  1. Side One

    1. “Cumberland Blues” (Jerry Garcia, Phil Lesh, Robert Hunter) – 5:47
    2. “He’s Gone” (Garcia, Hunter) – 7:12
    3. “One More Saturday Night” (Bob Weir) – 4:45

    Side Two

    4. “Jack Straw” (Weir, Hunter) – 4:46
    5. “You Win Again” (Hank Williams) – 3:54
    6. “China Cat Sunflower” (Garcia, Hunter) – 5:33
    7. “I Know You Rider” (trad., arr. The Grateful Dead) – 4:55

    Side Three

    8. “Brown-Eyed Women” (Garcia, Hunter) – 4:55
    9. “It Hurts Me Too” (Elmore James) – 7:18
    10. “Ramble On Rose” (Garcia, Hunter) – 6:09

    Side Four

    11. “Sugar Magnolia” (Weir, Hunter) – 7:04
    12. “Mr. Charlie” (Ron McKernan, Hunter) – 3:40
    13. “Tennessee Jed” (Garcia, Hunter) – 7:13

    Side Five

    14. “Truckin'” (Garcia, Lesh, Weir, Hunter) – 13:08
    15. “Epilogue” (The Grateful Dead) – 4:33

    Side Six

    16. “Prelude” (The Grateful Dead) – 8:08
    17. “(Walk Me Out in the) Morning Dew” (Bonnie Dobson, Tim Rose) – 10:35

  2. It’s funny how much things stay the same. I have a copy of this Grateful Dead record up in my little room where I spin all this straw into gold, ready to write up for the web site but I keep playing it to feel better.

    This is soon to be known as a Full Circle phenomenon (more about that later).

    Lately things turned to junk. I’ve been moving Things around somewhat unwillingly, couldn’t figure out how to turn on my cell phone, stuff that really sucks, plugs on the ends of machines that burned off, real headaches.

    Keyboard insisted I think about my ways.

    Last night I thought up a great poem about dust and didn’t get up and write it down.

    Europe 72 was my entry-level Grateful Dead record, and I played it heavily on my little cheap Gambles turntable in my room on Dubuque street, up on the second floor on the street side corner. I wrote stuff. The manuscript is three feet away thirty-eight years later. I’ve been through various stereos, some of them pretty fine ones, but now I’m playing the record on the little cheap free-standing Jensen I bought from myself a few months ago.

    It’s odd how the experience hasn’t changed-I could probably stay up all night doing this because I haven’t been creative for a painfully long time, but I AM doing the same thing I was doing all that time ago in the final year of my college gig: I’m writing ads. They didn’t like the stuff I turned in then, but I would just like to point out that once my venue even got INVENTED, over 12 years there I have a perfect track record.

    I’ll get the record written up in the next few days and maybe even properly slotted in my new-sorted rack, but it’s going to be a little more played when it finally gets shipped……..

    Good Old Grateful Dead

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