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Making Friends with Renegade Ted (and various topics)

I spent an afternoon with a remarkably interesting new friend who *lives* in Kyoto but rambles widely.

he’s a dapper gent so easy photo / looks like a tv newscaster gone rogue

Please meet Ted Taylor – raconteur, mountain guide, writer, renegade, global rambler etc. etc.

Topics included:
* drive-away cars
* Grateful Dead shows
* Punk rock fanzines / Gilman st SF
* Various locations in Tottori / Kyushu & ohenrosan dori in Shikoku
* Lafcadio Hearn’s great great grandson playing piano
* poets including: Gary Synder, Nanao Sakaki, Kenneth Rexroth
* macro demographic changes in Japan
* visa run options
* shipping containers
* south of France / German rheinphlatz
* Smoke Blanchard / Uchida Bob
* Singapore lady & drs
* coffee in Japan (then & now), craft beers, wagyu beef burgers, tacos
* riding the ‘Hound & ‘Trak
* life in Kyoto / inland sea islands to explore / villages / not-Tokyo-Japan
* others things to be recalled at some point… this was all in a short afternoon in which we rode streetcars

More Ted at: http://notesfromthenog.blogspot.com/

+ a fella named Bob said: Dave, actually my friend Ted went easy on you if these were the only topics you covered in an afternoon…

To which i replied: my brain needed an off switch afterwards but really i am wired the same way so was like a Mcenroe v Connors 1970s tennis match of topics back and forth

Ted grabbed a snap of me in my native habitat on a tram, “Kris Krüg’s scarf / The rest is Japanese second hand or uniqlo except for the Stetson brand hat… Because you know, I know everyone was wondering”

 

Memory book: GD50 for brother Dan

Memory book: GD50 for brother Dan
Memory book: GD50 for brother Dan / tile mosaic from Terrapin Crossroads (cover)

Brother Dan and I went to Grateful Dead’s 50th anniversary (and final) shows – 2 in Santa Clara, California and 3 in Chicago, Illinois. We roadtripped the whole she-bang from Vancouver, BC to Olympia, WA to Pacifica, Santa Clara, then Las Vegas to Provo where we switched vehicles and rode with some pals across the midwest (camping in an epic storm in Nebraska along the way). We hit all 5 shows and enjoyed the community and music.

Other stops included Phil Lesh’s Terrapin Crossroads in San Rafael California and Red Rocks Amphitheater in Colorado to see Neil Young and Promise of the Real. We parted ways in SLC as i had to head to rescue a broken RV in Mendocino (unsuccessfully as it turns out) and Dan headed back to BC.

Along the way, stopped at various craft breweries, made loads of arts and crafts (including an massive scrapbook of ephemera, road poetry, set lists, newspaper clipping and other sundries) and a series of photos by Lomo camera. Also documented a series of two-fer photos of us enjoying beers or joints or scenery and the company of conspirators. Several of these became a “memory book” i created (via an online publishing service) for Dan as a wee present. When visited his home, i snapped quick shots of the pages (note to self: take better ones next time). Here the are the lousy pics of an otherwise lovely book – for my amusement and your curiosity.

Memory book: GD50 for brother Dan
Memory book: GD50 for brother Dan / at Ninkasi Brewing garden in Eugene, OR

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Wildflower, for Foster (song)

Words by Dave Olson with Mikael Lewis written in Pokhara, Nepal
Music, vocals, guitars Mikael Lewis, recorded in Utah, USA

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Wildflower (for Foster)

Foster can you tell me
where the hell you left those tapes?
I was riffing on my first guitar
you were mouthing poetry scapes

I’d go to visit your gravesite
but I’d hate to waste that precious hour
you don’t belong in flat mown lawn
when you are a wildflower

Recorded in my parent’s basement
our earnest, green, unflinching truth
unaware that three short years later
you’d be cashing in on your youth

Don’t need to pour one out for you
or leave a fat one rolled
I’ll just light the signal fires
To make sure your story is told
The tale of the wildflower

I ignored their useless platitudes
self-serving, cliched and quaint
You and I both know what the truth is
And so I share this brief lament

I visit you atop the mountain
Where freedom lives and truth is found
When morning light first hits that meadow
I’ll have proof that the wildflower lives

April 1 & 2, 2017
Words by Dave Olson and Mikael Lewis
Music by Mikael Lewis

 

Most critical part of postcards / letters are: a proper address and a friend to write

Of course, the most critical part of postcards and letters are: a proper address to send it to, and a friend to write.
 
Also, I like to think about all the hands which touch the card as it makes the journey from my writing desk to a happy (I expect) recipient who peeks in their post box / letter slot and see something other than a utility bill or an bulk/junk mail from a real estate agent.

I also wonder how the “hand off“ in international mail works from one country to the next. Do the workers peek at the – almost illegible – scribble on my postcards? Do they wonder who wrote the missives and who the recipient is?
Do you think about these logistics & vagaries? Or is it just me?
 

Rod H. Ash – Just rec’d news that…

rod ash collage
Rod Ash Collage – assembled by someone wonderful, i just don’t know who – was it you?

As life goes… coming online brought devastating news. My dear comrade Rod Howard Ash passed away in his sleep in Provo, Utah. Memorial and burial already behind and his gaggle of admirers are bound for Diamond Fork hot pots to magnify his memory.

On the Diamond Fork trail with Rod and Oly - Sept. 2016
On the Diamond Fork trail with Rod and Oly – Sept. 2016

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So Many Miles

So many miles I’ve traveled
Just to find two friends
A lover and a sidekick
Who are with me to the end

Vertical feet gained
To find the thinnest air

The porthole is my telescope
any day beyond is your relevant
so I create a religion to explain
The things I cannot see

Then, with brass bolts,
connect to reality

Journal: Initiate’s Journey for Scrounge Lounge (for Pete in Austin)

Greetings from Elsewhere: Created for Pete Word who provided safe haven in time of turmoil for a lost healing battered confused version.

Journal: Initiate's Journey for Scrounge Lounge 
Journal: Initiate’s Journey for Scrounge Lounge 

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this hoots for you cap’n!

Indeed cheers man – this hoots for you cap’n! http://twitpic.com/bakdm