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On Sunday, August 8th, the Golden Road will be airing it's annual broadcast to salute the memory of Jerry Garcia and all the wonderful music he created during his time on this rock. The "Days Between" represent his birthday - August 1st, and the day of his passing - August 9th. Dead Heads and fans of his sound have kept a new, but nice tradition going by celebrating Jerry in their own way during this period each year.

During this broadcast of the Golden Road, you will be treated to a bunch of cherry picked sounds that will encompass just about every style that Jerry immersed himself in...folk, bluegrass, jazz, classic R & B, country, reggae, the blues and of course, the unique good ol' Grateful Dead style.

The show will air live on August 8th from 7 to 9 pm, will then be replayed on August 13th from 10 pm to 12 midnight and August 14th from 3 to 5 pm. And you can always catch the archived broadcast any time at http://www.kdrt.org/station/archives/153

There were days
and there were days
and there were days I know
when all we ever wanted
was to learn and love and grow

Once we grew into our shoes
we told them where to go
walked halfway around the world

Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and working through some troubles

1) Double Trouble, Lynyrd Skynyrd 3:20
2) Pepper, Butthole Surfers 4:57
3) There Goes the Neighborhood, Sheryl Crow 5:00

The Bad Mother
by Susan Griffin
The bad mother wakes from dreams
of imperfection trying to be perfection.
All night she’s engineered a train
too heavy with supplies
to the interior. She fails.
The child she loves
has taken on bad habits, cigarettes
maybe even drugs. She
recognizes lies. You don’t
fool me, she wants to say,
the bad mother, ready to play
and win.
This lamb who’s gone –
this infant she is
pinioned to – does not listen,
she drives with all her magic down a
different route to darkness where
all life begins.

4) Things Have Changed, Bob Dylan 5:11
5) Breakdown, Tom Petty 2:43

Somewhere Under The Bridge
By Karen J. Weyant

Kids used to hang out. Hussies said my grandmother
of girls who wore their skirts too short,

and teased their hair too high, while my mother
dismissed the boys who hooked their thumbs

in the belt loops of their jeans as bad elements.

While the students are away...Earthbeat, a syndicated radio show dealing with the climate crisis will be pre-empting Student Voices.

Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and keepin’ track of time and it’s time

1) Time to Go Home, Michael Franti 5:10

Rumi: The Edge of the Roof translated by Robert Bly
" I don't like it here, I want to go back.
According to the old Knowers
If you're absent from the one you love
Even for one second that ruins the whole thing!

There must be someone... just to find
One sign of the other world in this town
Would be enough.

You know the great Chinese Simurgh bird
Got caught in this net...
And what can I do? I'm only a wren.

My desire-body, don't come
Strolling over this way.
Sit where you are, that's a good place.

When you want dessert, you choose something rich.
In wine, you look for what is clear and firm.
What is the rest? The rest is mirages,
And blurry pictures, and milk mixed with water.
The rest is self hatred, and mocking other people, and bombing.

So just be quiet and sit down.
The reason is: you are drunk,
And this is the edge of the roof."

2) Time Waits for No One, The Rolling Stones 6:39
3) Time of the Season, The Zombies 3:34

Trying to Write a Poem Against the War

What an awesome exercise in the goodness of the human spirit this fund-raising business. We at KDRT go to our community asking for your support, and you always provide! Thanks to your generous donations we can keep this commercial free music flowing and the pulse of our community well within our sights. And most important, thanks to you we preserve the voice of the people! Paz Mtn Mama

Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and halfway home

1) Pitchfork, Joshua James 4:06
2) Hats Off To Harper, Led Zeppelin 3:39
3) Last Lonely Goodbye, Little Country Giants 2:51

Your Family Reunion
By Perie Longo

I will never be able to keep your family straight.
Is the one with the short, brown hair the sister
or cousin of the woman who was the wife
of a polygamist and why won’t she talk to her?
What’s the name of the one with the dark hair,
who looks like she stopped drinking
since the last reunion? The pretty, young girl
with the very flat stomach and belly button ring,
is she the one who doesn’t know who her father is
or the other one holding a knife in the air?
And the man with his camping site set up
like he invented the whole idea, with a two-foot flame
under a ten-quart kettle, who is he the son of?
How about the one who rewired our camper
so the lights work off the city power
while we’re deep in the woods with no hookup,
is he the ex-nuclear submarine commander?
Who is the mother, again, of those three sisters
the one who ran off with the best friend
of their father? I’m the only one here

Hey K-Dirt listeners...be sure to tune in for The Golden Road's annual "4th of July Special" broadcast.

In this edition of The Golden Road we are gonna lay down a rocking soundtrack to honor our nation's birthday. Have a full armload of classic Americana sounds courtesy of the good ol' Grateful Dead to send out over the airwaves including a bunch of great material from the most recent Grateful Dead Production release, "Crimson, White and Indigo". Recorded live in Philly in July of 1989, a beautiful multi-track from JFK Stadium in the city where the Declaration of Independence was signed.

We also will help you to "Get Hip To History" with a ravingly cool rap by Lord Buckley about a little tea party that went down in Boston a few years back that helped spark the fuse to the revolution...you won't want to miss this!

Why are we listening to past broadcasts of Sounds So Sweet? I'm going in for knee replacement surgery on Wednesday. So as a special treat I'm going back through some of my previous shows and picking some favorites for your listening pleasure. That will start this Sunday with a celebration of Summer that I did during the gloom of January. Coming up will be a tribute to Fritz Richmond among other goodies. I'll be back as soon as I can. Enjoy!!

Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and headed to the barn

1) Buckets of Rain, The Wood Brothers 3:26
2) Bucket, Greg Brown 5:15

The White Horse by D. H. Lawrence
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on
and the horse looks at him in silence.
They are so silent, they are in another world.

3) Ease Back, Amos Lee 4:33
4) Molly and Tenbrooks, Tony Furtado and Kelly Joe Phelps 4:38

Hay for the Horses by Gary Snyder
He had driven half the night
From far down San Joaquin
Through Mariposa, up the
Dangerous Mountain roads,
And pulled in at eight a.m.
With his big truckload of hay
behind the barn.
With winch and ropes and hooks
We stacked the bales up clean
To splintery redwood rafters
High in the dark, flecks of alfalfa
Whirling through shingle-cracks of light,
Itch of haydust in the
sweaty shirt and shoes.
At lunchtime under Black oak
Out in the hot corral,
---The old mare nosing lunchpails,
Grasshoppers crackling in the weeds---
"I'm sixty-eight" he said,
"I first bucked hay when I was seventeen.
I thought, that day I started,
I sure would hate to do this all my life.

Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and perpetuating the myth

1) Magic Carpet Ride, Steppenwolf 4:28
2) Burn The Honeysuckle, The Gourds 3:35
3) She Talks To Angels, The Black Crowes 5:31
Gretel in Darkness
Louise Gluck
This is the world we wanted.
All who would have seen us dead
are dead. I hear the witch’s cry
break in the moonlight through a sheet
of sugar: God rewards.
Her tongue shrivels into gas. . . .

Now, far from women’s arms
and memory of women, in our father’s hut
we sleep, are never hungry.
Why do I not forget?
My father bars the door, bars harm
from this house, and it is years.

No one remembers. Even you, my brother,
summer afternoons you look at me as though
you meant to leave,
as though it never happened.
But I killed for you. I see armed firs,
the spires of that gleaming kiln—

Nights I turn to you to hold me
but you are not there.
Am I alone? Spies
hiss in the stillness, Hansel,
we are there still and it is real, real,
that black forest and the fire in earnest.

4) Song of the Wandering Angeus, Caroline Herring 3:32