Name: "Deafheads" ASL interpreter Lori Abrams by dgans in Interviews
Duration: 6 min 48 s
Description: An interview with Lori Abrams, and professional ASL interpreter who signed Grateful Dead concerts live for the Deaf Heads. Recorded February 26, 1995 at the Oakland Coliseum Arena; broadcast on Grateful Dead Hour no. 351.

Interviews

An interview with Lori Abrams, and professional ASL interpreter who signed Grateful Dead concerts live for the Deaf Heads. Recorded February 26, 1995 at the Oakland Coliseum Arena; broadcast on Grateful Dead Hour no. 351.

"Deafheads" ASL interpreter Lori Abrams

From the 2/2/14 broadcast of "Tales from the Golden Road," a call-in show heard every Sunday 4-6pm ET on SiriusXM's Grateful Dead Channel (23).

Rita Hurault and Ed Renehan remember Pete Seeger

Interview with Alexander and Ann Shulgin, broadcast live on KPFA 94.1 Berkeley CA on January 19, 1994, Talking about their book "PIHKAL: A Chemical Love Story." Host: David Gans

Sasha and Ann Shulgin on KPFA 1/19/94

Rough mix of basic tracks. Robert Wade on guitar, Dan Brodnitz on organ, John Hanes on drums, Jeremy Goody on bass, David Gans taking the guitar solo. Produced by David Gans and engineered by Jeremy Goody at Megasonic Sound.


Dirty Ol' Sunshine
(c) 2021 At Swim-Two-Birds Music

verse 1
Dirty old sunshine
Dirty old rain
Dirty old flowers
Dirty old pain
Dirty old winter
Dirty old moon
Dirty old sorrow
Dirty old tune

verse 2
Dirty old mansion
Dirty old sky
Dirty old franchise
Dirty old lie
Dirty old witness
Dirty old vow
Dirty old daydream
Dirty old now

verse 3
Dirty old summer
Dirty old clothes
Dirty old passion
Dirty old Rose
Dirty old sundown
Dirty old friend
Dirty old steam train
Dirty old end

Words and Music by Christian Crumlish

Dirty Ol' Sunshine (rough mix 3)

Rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans and engineered by Jeremy Goody at Megasonic Sound, David Gans on guitar, Dan Brodnitz on keyboards, Jeremy Goody on drum machine, Christian Crumlish on vocals.

Carnegie Hill
(c) 2020 At Swim-Two-Birds Music

Ice cream scoop burgers at the Jackson Hole
“We will rock you,” cigarettes and Skoal
Snuck out of school to Blacker & Kooby
Then we went to Burger King to buy a trey-bag doobie

Bricks in the planters made you fall on your ass
Yes I knew Robert Chambers (he was not in our class)
Huddled on a bench in the park after dinner
Up on Carnegie Hill to smoke the trey-bag pinner

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill                                  
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill
                      
Walking home up Madison, daydreams in the air
Suddenly Ty Sullivan and Randy standing there
When you’re not feeling safe, duck into Blacker & Kooby
Or pack up your troubles in a dirt-weed doobie, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill       
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, but I still miss Carnegie Hill
             
Hurricanes from Pedro’s where they never carded
They didn’t care if you were a minor
“The head of our complaint department’s Helen Waite”
And “Tipping’s not a city in China”

Shoestring fries at the Jackson Hole
PLJ playing… Billy Joel
They moved that old store. It wasn’t the point
And I never felt a thing from that pre-rolled joint, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill       
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill but I still miss Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill hey
Nobody called it Carnegie Hill but I really miss Carnegie Hill

Words by Christian Crumlish. Music by Christian Crumlish and Michael Beavers.

Carnegie Hill (rough mix)

Lightly edited second rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans and engineered by Jeremy at Megasonic, David Gans on guitar, Dan Brodnitz on piano, Christian Crumlish on vocals.

Moses (Took Us to the Water)
© 2022 At Swim-Two-Birds Music

Well now, Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Yes when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
Moses took us to the water, yes he did

Pharaoh sent us off to catch him (oh yeah)
Well, that Pharaoh set us to catch them (uh hmmm)
So when Pharaoh sent us off to catch him then we
All got drownded when the waves came crashing
When Pharaoh sent us off to catch him (yes sir)

(first plague)
Well, Pharaoh made Ra angry, uh-hm
Yes, Pharaoh made Ra angry, yes he did
Turned Iteru into blood, fish guts poisoning the flood
Somehow Pharaoh made Ra angry, uh-hm

(second and third plagues)
Well, the river frogs that swarmed were bad enough
Yes, the frogs that swarmed up on us were enough
Until our bodies teemed with fleas from our heads down past our knees
But the river frogs that swarmed were bad enough

(fourth and fifth plagues)
Then our goats, and pigs were dyin’, uh-hm
Cattle, goats and pigs were dyin’, oh no
When wild wolves they took their lives, or the pestilential flies
And our livestock just kept dying, uh-hmm

(sixth and seventh plagues)
There was soot that gave us boils, uh-hmm
Yes, it gave us painful boils, yes it did
Then the lightning, hail and fire only took our suff'rin’ higher
When the coal-soot gave us boils, uh-hmm

(eighth and ninth plagues)
Well, the locusts all descended from the sky
Endless locusts kept descending from the sky
When the darkness fell for three days straight we shuddered at our curséd fate
As the locusts kept descending from the sky

(tenth plague)
Then I woke up and my firstborn son was gone, uh-hmm
Yes, I woke up and I found my son was gone, that’s right
Told us Moses was to blame, Pharaoh’s boy died just the same
When I woke and my firstborn son was gone

Six hundred chariots followed him on down
Six hundred o’ the best chariots followed him down
Oh, Six hundred chariots followed him down
And none came back when we all did drowned
And the officers of Kemet all went down

Well now, Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Well, when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
Moses took us to the water, yes he did
Yes when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
When Moses took us to the water, uh-hmm
'Cause when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
When Moses took us to the water.…


Words and music by Christian Crumlish

Moses (rough mix 2)

Rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans, co-produced and engineered by Jeremy Goody at Megasonic Sound. 

Personnel:
David Gans - guitars
Dan Brodnitz - keyboards
John Hanes - drums
Jeremy Goody - bass
Christian Crumlish - vocals

Carnegie Hill
© 2020 At Swim-Two-Birds

Ice cream scoop burgers at the Jackson Hole
“We will rock you,” cigarettes and Skoal
Snuck out of school to Blacker & Kooby
Then we went to Burger King to buy a trey-bag doobie

Bricks in the planters made you fall on your ass
Yes I knew Robert Chambers (he was not in our class)
Huddled on a bench in the park after dinner
Up on Carnegie Hill to smoke the trey-bag pinner

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill

Walking home up Madison, daydreams in the air
Suddenly Ty Sullivan and Randy standing there
When you’re not feeling safe, duck into Blacker & Kooby
Or pack up your troubles in a dirt-weed doobie, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, but I still miss Carnegie Hill

Hurricanes from Pedro’s where they never carded
They didn’t care if you were a minor
“The head of our complaint department’s Helen Waite”
And “Tipping’s not a city in China”

Shoestring fries at the Jackson Hole
PLJ playing… Billy Joel
They moved that old store. It wasn’t the point
And I never felt a thing from that pre-rolled joint, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill but I still miss Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill hey
Nobody called it Carnegie Hill but I really miss Carnegie Hill

Words by Christian Crumlish. 
Music by Christian Crumlish and Michael Beavers.

Carnegie Hill (rough mix 3)

Rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans and Jeremy Goody, engineered by Jeremy Goody at Megasonic Sound.

Personnel:
David Gans - guitars
Robert Wade - bass
Javier Navarette - percussion
Christian Crumlish - electric ukulele and lead vocals.

All I Know
© 2021 At Swim-Two-Birds

If I were a magician
I’ll tell you what I’d do.
I’d conjure up your future
And show it all to you.

My magic’s all illusion:
Water bottle, plastic flower.
All the things that you will make
Will unfold in their own hour.

All I know is you should know
I’m out here looking out for you.
Everything you’ve ever wanted
Soon will come your way.

No one does it solo only.
Everyone gets sad and lonely.
Don’t forget that out here someone
Loves you every day.

If I were a time traveler
I know just when I’d go.
Back to the place I first met you.
I’d tell you all I know.

But when I built my time machine
It turned out to be fake
And left me with a craving
For your famous pirate cake.

If we could both be pirates
My eye patch would be cool
We’d go right through the book and challenge
Each and every rule

But I’m no jolly roger
Never sailed the seven seas
I never went to Narnia
Nor met the Pevensies

If I were a mixer,
You know that I would be
A stand mixer, fully charged
With electricity.

’Cause you deserve a mixer
That’s magical and fine,
Sent to you in a time machine
From 1959.

Words and music by Christian Crumlish.

All I Know (Song for Finn)

All I Know (rough mix 3)

Rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans, co-produced and engineered by Jeremy Goody at Goody Sound.

Personnel:
David Gans on guitars
Dan Brodnitz on keyboards
John Hanes on drums
Jeremy Goody on bass
Christian Crumlish on vocals and ukulele

Carnegie Hill
© 2020 At Swim-Two-Birds

Ice cream scoop burgers at the Jackson Hole
“We will rock you,” cigarettes and Skoal
Snuck out of school to Blacker & Kooby
Then we went to Burger King to buy a trey-bag doobie

Bricks in the planters made you fall on your ass
Yes I knew Robert Chambers (he was not in our class)
Huddled on a bench in the park after dinner
Up on Carnegie Hill to smoke the trey-bag pinner

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, up on Carnegie Hill

Walking home up Madison, daydreams in the air
Suddenly Ty Sullivan and Randy standing there
When you’re not feeling safe, duck into Blacker & Kooby
Or pack up your troubles in a dirt-weed doobie, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, but I still miss Carnegie Hill

Hurricanes from Pedro’s where they never carded
They didn’t care if you were a minor
“The head of our complaint department’s Helen Waite”
And “Tipping’s not a city in China”

Shoestring fries at the Jackson Hole
PLJ playing… Billy Joel
They moved that old store. It wasn’t the point
And I never felt a thing from that pre-rolled joint, on

Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, on Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-o-o, Carnegie Hill-o-o, up on Carnegie Hill-o
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill, nobody called it Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill, Carnegie Hill but I still miss Carnegie Hill
Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill-heyey, Carnegie Hill hey
Nobody called it Carnegie Hill but I really miss Carnegie Hill

Words by Christian Crumlish
Music by Christian Crumlish and Michael Beavers

Carnegie Hill (rough mix 4)

Rough mix of basic tracks, produced by David Gans and Jeremy Goody, engineered by Goody at Goody Sound.

Personnel: 
David Gans on guitars
Dan Brodnitz on piano
Myles Boisen on pedal steel and lap steel
Joe Kyle Jr. on upright bass
Joe Craven on mandolin and percussion
Christian Crumlish on vocals

Moses (Took Us to the Water) 
© 2022 At Swim-Two-Birds Music

Well now, Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Yes when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
Moses took us to the water, yes he did

Pharaoh sent us off to catch him (oh yeah)
Well, that Pharaoh set us to catch them (uh hmmm)
So when Pharaoh sent us off to catch him then we
All got drownded when the waves came crashing
When Pharaoh sent us off to catch him (yes sir)

(first plague)
Well, Pharaoh made Ra angry, uh-hm
Yes, Pharaoh made Ra angry, yes he did
Turned Iteru into blood, fish guts poisoning the flood
Somehow Pharaoh made Ra angry, uh-hm

(second and third plagues)
Well, the river frogs that swarmed were bad enough
Yes, the frogs that swarmed up on us were enough
Until our bodies teemed with fleas from our heads down past our knees
But the river frogs that swarmed were bad enough

(fourth and fifth plagues)
Then our goats, and pigs were dyin’, uh-hm
Cattle, goats and pigs were dyin’, oh no
When wild wolves they took their lives, or the pestilential flies
And our livestock just kept dying, uh-hmm

(sixth and seventh plagues)
There was soot that gave us boils, uh-hmm
Yes, it gave us painful boils, yes it did
Then the lightning, hail and fire only took our suff'rin’ higher
When the coal-soot gave us boils, uh-hmm

(eighth and ninth plagues)
Well, the locusts all descended from the sky
Endless locusts kept descending from the sky
When the darkness fell for three days straight we shuddered at our curséd fate
As the locusts kept descending from the sky

(tenth plague)
Then I woke up and my firstborn son was gone, uh-hmm
Yes, I woke up and I found my son was gone, that’s right
Told us Moses was to blame, Pharaoh’s boy died just the same
When I woke and my firstborn son was gone

Six hundred chariots followed him on down
Six hundred o’ the best chariots followed him down
Oh, Six hundred chariots followed him down
And none came back when we all did drowned
And the officers of Kemet all went down

Well now, Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Moses took us to the water (uh hmm)
Well, when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
Moses took us to the water, yes he did
Yes when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
When Moses took us to the water, uh-hmm
'Cause when Moses took us to the water, it was
Like leading lambs to slaughter
When Moses took us to the water.…


Words and music by Christian Crumlish.

No One Does It Solo Only

Moses

Moses (rough mix 6)

Produced by David Gans and Jeremy Goody. 
Engineered by Jeremy Goody at Goody Sound.

Personnel: Christian Crumlish on ukulele and lead vocals 
David Gans on acoustic guitar and vocals 
Myles Boisen on pedal steel guitar
Javier Navarrette on percussion
Joe Kyle, Jr. on upright bass
Joe Craven on mandolin

The Long Haired Kings © 2023 At Swim-Two-Birds Music

The long haired kings sing songs of love 
As they turn their eyes to the skies above 
With a grasping hand dividin’ royalties 
The long haired kings forsake all loyalties

The long haired kings split up long ago
In a sea of treachery and vertigo 
Yes, the long haired kings broke up long ago In a web of luxury… 
and treachery 
And vertigo

And the long haired kings sang songs of sin 
Faced the Pearly Gates with a surly grin 
With a broken oath and a grasping hand 
The long haired kings pissed away the land

But the long haired kings broke up long ago 
In a web of treachery and deep sorrow 
Yes, the long haired kings pissed away the band 
With a profane oath… and a grasping hand 
And a grasping hand

Then the long haired kings'd sung songs of woe 
Of how the majors took their birthright long ago 
With a willingness to sacrifice their kin 
The long haired kings did their own selves in

And the long haired kings faded long ago
In a sea of verdigris and indigo 
Yes, the long haired kings pissed away the brand 
With a broken oath… and a grasping hand 
And a grasping hand


Words and music by Christian Crumlish.

The Long Haired Kings

The Long Haired Kings (rough mix 7)

John Meyer, founder of Meyer Sound, talks about speaker systems in an interview broadcast on SiriusXM's Grateful Dead Channel (23) between sets at the 7/4/15 Fare Thee Well show at Soldier Field in Chicago.

John Meyer interview 7/4/15

On KPFA's Dead to the World, Starfinder Stanley (in the studio) and guests Hawk, John Meyer, Jeffrey Norman, Dennis "Wiz" Leonard, and Ron Wickersham (on the phone) discuss the life and work of Owsley Stanley. More info at http://owsleystanleyfoundation.org and http://www.thebear.org

Owsley Stanley Foundation - KPFA 150909 Pt1

Owsley Stanley Foundation - KPFA 150909 Pt 2

This track is from the album The Ones That Look the Weirdest Taste the Best and is available for purchase at https://perfectible.net

Save Us From the Saved

Moondog Okiextremist

MOONDOG OKIEXTREMIST - Put on the Grateful Dead

LITERATE, IMPROVISATIONAL FOLK-ROCK, WITH LOOPING. 

A David Gans "solo electric" performance is likely to consist of several elements: country-blues-style fingerpicking; loop-based improvisations created live in the moment; sweetly-sung ballads, original or borrowed; Grateful Dead songs reinterpreted to suit his voice and guitar; wry observations of the music-festival subculture and the larger world; soulful and passionate political commentary; favorites from the folk-rock canon of the last 50 years. Mix and match - it's never the same show twice, but it's always worth a listen.

"Deafheads" ASL interpreter Lori Abrams

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