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Brad Mehldau Live in Paris, Sept 20, 2020

BRAD MEHLDAU PLAYS THE BEATLES

Live in Paris, France
Sunday, 20 September 2020 — 7:00pm
Philharmonie de Paris

01 The Beatles - I Am The Walrus
02 The Beatles - Your Mother Should Know
03 The Beatles - I Saw Her Standing There
04 The Beatles - For No One
05 The Beatles - Baby's In Black
06 The Beatles - She Said She Said
07 The Beatles - Here There And Everywhere
08 The Beatles - If I Needed Someone
09 The Beatles - Maxwell's Silver Hammer
10 The Beatles - Golden Slumbers
11 Paul Mccartney - Maybe I'm Amazed
12 The Zombies - A Rose For Emily
13 The Beach Boys - God Only Knows
14 David Bowie - Life On Mars
15 (Encore 1) Billy Joel - New York State Of Mind
16 (Encore 2) Strike up the band (Gershwin)
17 (Encore 3) Smoke gets in your eyes (Jerome Kern/Otto Harbach)
18 (Encore 4) The Beatles - Blackbird
19 (Encore 5) Nearness of you (Hoagy Carmichael/Ned Washington)

Brad Mehldau, piano

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Grateful Dead - 11/30/1980 - Fox Theater - Atlanta, GA

Artwork by Timothy Truman

~Set I~
Feel Like a Stranger
Loser
Cassidy
Ramble On Rose
Little Red Rooster
Bird Song
Me and My Uncle
Big River
It Must Have Been the Roses
Lost Sailor
Saint of Circumstance
Deal

~Set II~
Scarlet Begonias
Fire on the Mountain
Samson & Delilah
Ship of Fools
Playing in the Band
Drums
Space
The Wheel
China Doll
Around and Around
Johnny B. Goode

~Encore~
Uncle John's Band

Jerry Garcia – guitar, vocals
Mickey Hart – drums
Bill Kreutzmann – drums
Phil Lesh – bass
Brent Mydland – keyboards, vocals
Bob Weir – guitar, vocals

Recording by Dan Healy

#GratefulDead #GD #TheDead #music... @Mulkurul'n all Dead #lover...

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Grateful Dead - 10/11/80 - San Francisco, CA (Complete show, soundboard)

Notes:
-- Not Fade Away through One More Saturday Night with John Cippolina

Acoustic Set:
Dire Wolf
Dark Hollow
Rosalie McFall
Cassidy
Deep Elem Blues
Monkey And The Engineer
China Doll
Heaven Help The Fool
Oh Babe, It Ain't No Lie ...
Ripple

Electric Set 1:
Tuning
Feel Like A Stranger
They Love Each Other
Mama Tried ...
Mexicali Blues
Loser
Passenger
Ramble On Rose
Looks Like Rain
Althea ...
Lost Sailor ...
Saint Of Circumstance

Electric Set 2:
China Cat Sunflower ...
I Know You Rider
Let It Grow ...
Drums ...
Space ...
Not Fade Away ...
Wharf Rat ...
Goin' Down The Road Feeling Bad ...
One More Saturday Night

Encore:
Brokedown Palace

ha! dint know dat Brent was born in Munich...

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Matosavank, 13th century is small church hidden in a forested area of Dilijan National Park. The church is currently in ruins and is difficult to find.

Forgotten and hidden in the forests of Armenia

More information on Wikipedia...


Exterior view of Matosavank
Matosavank Church of Surb Astvatsatsin of Pghndzahank,1247
© Travis K. Witt

For my treasured and beloved @Aline ♥ ♥ ♥ and oc all #Armenia #lover...

#Matosavank #ruin #church

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The yew-trees of Great Britain and Ireland

by John Lowe, 1897

This is a valuable resource for researching ancient yews in the UK. Photographs of some trees and many useful measurements taken at the time.

#Yew #trees #book #GB #JohnLowe #archiveorg... @Leyline @ramnath@nerdpol.ch @Stuart Duckworth @108madhuri@nerdpol.ch... and all yew #lover...

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Bob Dylan - Highlands

Well my heart's in The Highlands, gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my heart's in The Highlands
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go
Windows were shaking all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage
I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone'd come and push back the clock for me
Well my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buckeye trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in The Highlands
I can only get there one step at a time
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always yellin' "Turn it down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to scene
I'm wonderin' what in the devil could it all possibly mean
Insanity is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop?
My heart's in The Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well my heart's in The Highlands, only place left to go
I'm in Boston town in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Or maybe I do but I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her
Well it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs
I said "Tell me what I want"
She say "You probably want hard boiled eggs"
I said "That's right, bring me some"
She says "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come"
Then she says "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me"
I said "I would if I could but
I don't do sketches from memory"
Well she's there, she says "I'm right here in front of you
Or haven't you looked?"
I say "All right, I know but I don't have my drawin' book"
She gives me a napkin, she say "You can do it on that"
I say "Yes I could but I don't know where my pencil is at"
She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says "Alright now go ahead draw me I'm stayin' right here"
I make a few lines and I show it for her to see
Well she takes the napkin and throws it back and says
"That don't look a thing like me"
I said "Oh kind miss, it most certainly does"
She say "You must be joking", I said "I wish I was"
She says "You don't read women authors do ya?"
At least that's what I think I hear her say
Well I say "How would you know, and what would it matter anyway?"
Well she says "Ya just don't seem like ya do"
I said "You're way wrong"
She says "Which ones have you read then?", I say "Read Erica Jong"
She goes away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street, but nobody's goin' anywhere
Well my heart's in The Highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bow
My heart's in The Highlands, can't see any other way to go
Every day is the same thing, out the door
Feel further away than ever before
Some things in life it just gets too late to learn
Well I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns
I see people in the park, forgettin' their troubles and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes
All the young men with the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em, in a minute if I could
I'm crossin' the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talkin' to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full-length leather coat
Somebody just asked me if I'm registered to vote
The sun is beginnin' to shine on me
But it's not like the sun that used to be
The party's over and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, everything looks far away
Well my heart's in The Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehow
Well I'm already there in my mind and that's good enough for now

#BobDylan #music... for #RobertZimmerman #lover and, oc for my dear @sylviaj@joindiaspora.com