RIP David Lindley

[Drunk Monk]

Naw I still eat eel. 

It was the last time I saw him live. It was GAIA at the Hog Farm.

It was muggy and wound up sprinkling a little, but that was good as it kept the dust down.  

My first scheduled act was David Lindley.  I was a huge fan of his, and had forgotten why, but Dave immediately reminded me.  It was just him and his acoustic stringed instruments and he created a sound that was bigger than most 6-piece acts.  And there was nobody there, just a few old deadhead friends who knew.  I was close enough to perch on the hay bales at front of stage.  Dave tore it up.  I hadn't been following him over the last few years, and I regret that now.  He blew me away.  Little Green Bottle had me in tears - it was so funny.  And When a Guy Gets Boobs is too-close-to-home hilarious.  He went into Mercury Blues, which is one of my fav tunes from the El Rayo X daze - when Dave played that on steel pedal, it was a fight not to take off all my clothes and go dance off into the crowd.  Now it's Tuna Blues, an environmental song with a mercurial twist.  It affected me so much that I passed on tuna at lunch when I ate Japanese yesterday.  

I haven’t eaten tuna since…