OPEN SEAT (Jorma Kaukonen at Triple Door)

Misunderstood lyrics have been a source of great entertainment as long as I can remember.
:ROFLMAO: Amazing what people come up with!

Robert Hunter once said that he wasn't attached to lyrics as he wrote them so feel free to make what best works for you.
( Hunter wrote the lyrics to Jerry Garcia's songs >Grateful Dead< )

A side note; I recall either Jefferson Airplane or Jefferson Starship band members all switch instruments for a song at the Spectum in Philly... maybe 73 or 74 and seeming the quality of play did not suffer. Some of those sets with Papa John Creach were stellar!!! http://nationalfiddlerhalloffame.org/HallOfFame/papajohncreach.html
 
OK, an explanation by way of personal history. Sure, I'm a product of the 60s, but I grew up in south Thurston County listening to AM Seattle radio via low grade radios, so garbled sound was normal to my experience. Couple that with a slight hearing deficiency such that I seldom could understand song lyrics. I'm almost like the person who thought "Ticket to Ride" was the Beatles singing, "She's got a chicken to ride . . ." OK, not quite that bad, but almost. If you and I talk on the phone, I'll understand about half the words you're saying. Which is one reason why I'm not a big fan of phone conversations. Couple the above with me never having subscribed to Rolling Stone or otherwise following the back stories of the rock or pop music industries. I was lucky to piece together which bands did which songs, let alone learning the names of band members. Hence some cultural illiteracy I've maintained to this day. Does this mean I have to turn in my Hippie card?
Take a bath in patchouli oil and all is forgiven.
 
OK, an explanation by way of personal history. Sure, I'm a product of the 60s, but I grew up in south Thurston County listening to AM Seattle radio via low grade radios, so garbled sound was normal to my experience. Couple that with a slight hearing deficiency such that I seldom could understand song lyrics. I'm almost like the person who thought "Ticket to Ride" was the Beatles singing, "She's got a chicken to ride . . ." OK, not quite that bad, but almost. If you and I talk on the phone, I'll understand about half the words you're saying. Which is one reason why I'm not a big fan of phone conversations. Couple the above with me never having subscribed to Rolling Stone or otherwise following the back stories of the rock or pop music industries. I was lucky to piece together which bands did which songs, let alone learning the names of band members. Hence some cultural illiteracy I've maintained to this day. Does this mean I have to turn in my Hippie card?
You've been grandfathered in. You get to keep it.😁
 
BTW, somewhere these exists a tape recording of Jorma on guitar and Janis Joplin singing in some coffee shop in the Bay Area. Just sitting around and riffing on the Blues well before they were in bands.
 
OK, an explanation by way of personal history. Sure, I'm a product of the 60s, but I grew up in south Thurston County listening to AM Seattle radio via low grade radios, so garbled sound was normal to my experience. Couple that with a slight hearing deficiency such that I seldom could understand song lyrics. I'm almost like the person who thought "Ticket to Ride" was the Beatles singing, "She's got a chicken to ride . . ." OK, not quite that bad, but almost. If you and I talk on the phone, I'll understand about half the words you're saying. Which is one reason why I'm not a big fan of phone conversations. Couple the above with me never having subscribed to Rolling Stone or otherwise following the back stories of the rock or pop music industries. I was lucky to piece together which bands did which songs, let alone learning the names of band members. Hence some cultural illiteracy I've maintained to this day. Does this mean I have to turn in my Hippie card?
The Kingsmen, β€œLouie , Louie”
 
OK, an explanation by way of personal history. Sure, I'm a product of the 60s, but I grew up in south Thurston County listening to AM Seattle radio via low grade radios, so garbled sound was normal to my experience. Couple that with a slight hearing deficiency such that I seldom could understand song lyrics. I'm almost like the person who thought "Ticket to Ride" was the Beatles singing, "She's got a chicken to ride . . ." OK, not quite that bad, but almost. If you and I talk on the phone, I'll understand about half the words you're saying. Which is one reason why I'm not a big fan of phone conversations. Couple the above with me never having subscribed to Rolling Stone or otherwise following the back stories of the rock or pop music industries. I was lucky to piece together which bands did which songs, let alone learning the names of band members. Hence some cultural illiteracy I've maintained to this day. Does this mean I have to turn in my Hippie card?
Jack Brown Ely of the Kingsmen sang a cover of β€œLouie Louie” that was released in 1963. Jack had some oral surgery at the dentist the morning before a recording time spot became available… yes the radio signal was strong but Am radio and jacks novocaine added to the garbled factors. I first heard it on a juke box at our small town bowling alley. I was just 10. We all got our understanding of the lyrics wrong on a lot of songs back then, Salmo_g…
 
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