<SMALL>You just have to consider the fact that they like distorted sounds along with uncontrolable screaming and jumping, breaking guitars, etc.</SMALL>
Over the last twenty-odd years I have worked with about every sort of band or orchestra (including, occasionally, Mr. Garcia's various enterprises) that we get out here on the left edge of the continent and I never heard of Jerry Garcia having anything to do with any of the above cited behaviors. Ever.
He was, however, the leader of the only musical ensemble in history to carry a full, free, field hospital TO EVERY GIG to ensure that its fans got proper health care. 300,000 of them at a pop.
Nonetheless, In my short time aboard this forum I have noticed that his name seems to be about as inflammable as any other two words one can utter on this forum (except maybe, MAYBE, JI and ET). Within three posts some serious slag will be flyin', guaranteed!
Jerry Garcia was a truly excellent bluegrass banjo player who got the chance to take a big ride on the rock'n'roll machine. Along the way he successfully showed a lot of other people's clueless kids about the critical importance of good manners in building a quality community.
He was not in any way a "commercial" guitarist (and was years ago discarded as such by hard rockers and blues fans) but spent his career exploring melody, countermelody and harmony and finding intuitive, magical ways to entertwine them. Rather than contriving his music he kept it in the moment. Sometimes the magic worked. Very often it didn't.
His being a bluegrass musician at heart and a rock star by fate, he was in a unique position to introduce traditional American instruments and music to the rock'n'roll generation, many of whom ALSO wanted nothing to do with the above cited behaviors. Unfortunately, he eventually succumbed to an addiction that took his body out.
But for the Grace of God, so there go I.
As a pedal steel player, I don't know of anything that he ever played that most anyone with a little instruction and a bit of practice and intention can learn to play, and sound pretty good doin' it to most normal folks. He played a lot of pretty simple stuff on pedal steel but he played every note on purpose, which was more than I could do when I first heard "Teach Your Children." I can't say I tried to learn every lick he played, but I sure appreciated how they fit the lyrical structure of the song. THAT, my friends, is pedal steel science, and well worthy of study.
The fact that "Teach..." was a commercial success did not in any way lessen the impact to my ears of Buddy Emmons inspired playing all over John Sebastian's "Rainbows All Over Your Blues" and may have had some hand in it's even being released by Reprise for all I know. The first was a door opener, the second I am still learning from. No confusion about who the "great" player is here.
It was just mere coincidence that both these songs arrived not too long after some unknown Nashville session player walked into Giant Music in Arlington, Virgina and showed me how to tune up that little E9 ShoBud Maverick and play a diatonic scale on 3 and 5 (will the mystery man please sign in?). With that information and these two songs I had some great stuff to begin my PSG journey with. It was later that I discovered Leon, Speedy, Curley, TB, JD and Lloyd, some of whom I could learn from, with others I had to be content to just sit and listen in awe. And, my forum brethren, before you write me off as just another "rock" guy you should know that I was studying classical double bass (can you dig Berlioz?) from the Principal of the Army Orchestra in D.C. at the time and playing acoustic guitar at church.
Because of Jerry Garcia's work, good, bad or indifferent, many thousands upon thousands of people heard the pedal steel guitar for the very first time and took it to heart. Some of those thousands are now some of us, and whether or not we can (or even try to) understand each other, every single one of us is worthy of respect.
As for Jerry himself, he quit playing the pedal steel guitar in public long before his untimely end because he was so embarassed by all the acccolades he was receiving from people who had never heard of Buddy, Lloyd, Weldon or JayDee. He had heard and studied those cats for years and he finally put it down because he felt like he wasn't making any progress no matter how much he practiced (sound familiar, anybody?). When asked to play a session, he would say "I really can't play this thing very well, go get a real steel player."
Now, no offense meant or implied, but my most sincere recommendation to all those of you who would never think of buying a Grateful Dead album or have never listened to this guy actually play (Perry and Archie - are you still with me?) is this: Put on a big floppy coat, some dark glasses and a hat and go find a copy of "Workingman's Dead" from about 1970 or so. You can get it online from eBay, Borders or Amazon and nobody has to know what you're doing. Go in with a friend or friends if you are short on dough and/or you want to shorten the risk; buy it cheap in a used vinyl store, whatever, I totally understand, but in any case you must get your hands on this album.
Take it home, lock the door and put on "Dire Wolf" and you will find yourself listening to one of the finest and FUNNEST rides you ever heard, on a real western song with a simple sound but a VERY complex chord structure. No, the riffs are not hard ones but the usage of the instrument is perfect.
The bonus: If you happen to like old-time backwoods gospel string band music you will probably also like the first track, "Uncle John's Band"; if bluegrass is your thing you'll for sure enjoy "Cumberland Blues" as the country electric guitar gives way to bluegrass banjo and four-part harmonies. There's even a bit of laid back country blues in there.
Throughout this album you will find every song to be thoughtfully written and produced and from front to back you will not find anything remotely resembling "distorted sounds" OR "uncontrolable screaming" but when you are done you will know something that you don't know now.
In the end if you decide you don't want to keep it send me an email and I'll buy it back from you and get it to someone who does (at least until my wife stops me).
In any case, let's try to remember the CRITICAL importance of good manners in building a quality community.
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<FONT SIZE=1 COLOR="#8e236b"><p align=CENTER>[this post edited endlessly because I just can't spell that many words all at once.]</p></FONT><FONT SIZE=1 COLOR="#8e236b"><p align=CENTER>[This message was edited by Dave Grafe on 16 January 2005 at 11:16 PM.]</p></FONT>