David Dodd (ddodd) Mon 8 Sep 03 08:49
Mountains Of The Moon w: Hunter m: Garcia AGDL: http://arts.ucsc.edu/gdead/agdl/moon.html LASF: http://www.whitegum.com/songfile/MOUNTMOO.HTM
Alex Allan (alexallan) Mon 8 Sep 03 21:12
Mountains Of The Moon Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: Jerry Garcia Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission. Cold mountain water, the jade merchant's daughter Mountains of the moon, Electra, bow and bend to me Hi-ho, the carrion crow, folderol-de-riddle Hi-ho, the carrion crow, bow and bend to me Hey, Tom Banjo Hey, a laurel More than laurel you may sow More than laurel you may sow Hey, the laurel, hey, the city in the rain Hey, hey, the wild wheat waving in the wind Twenty degrees of solitude, twenty degrees in alL All the dancing kings and wives assembled in the hall Lost is the long and loneliest time, fairy Sybil flying All along the, all along the mountains of the moon Hey, Tom Banjo It's time to matter The earth will see you on through this time The earth will see you on through this time Down by the water, the marsh king's daughter, did you know Clothed in tatters, always will be, Tom where did you go? Mountains of the moon, Electra, mountains of the moon All along the, all along the mountains of the moon Heigh ho, the carrion crow, folderol-de-riddle Heigh ho, the carrion crow, bow and bend to me Bend to me
Christian Crumlish (xian) Fri 23 Dec 05 16:57
Listening to this in the car the other day from the recent boxed set release, it occurred to me (not for the first time) that this song *strongly* puts me in mind of the Lord of the Rings. I think I always subconsciously associate Tom Banjo with Tom Bombadil and the Marsh-King's daughter with Bombadil's wife, the river's daugher. Doesn't Bombadil sing the Hey Nonny Nonny type thing too? He's a bit of an earth elemental, so the earth (middle-earth) would see him on through this time. I realize it's not an exact fit. It's no Misty Mountain Hop or what have you, but the feel is inescapable, for me.
David Dodd (ddodd) Thu 22 Jan 09 12:52
Posted on behalf of Mary Goodenough: Reading The Wind in the Willows (Kenneth Grahame) to my kids has been a pleasure and a joy, especially with appreciation for Hunter's lyrics, of which I had no knowledge when the book was read aloud to me as a child. Of course there's the obvious reference from "Scarlett Begonias" ("the wind in the willows played tea for two") -- probably the first of many that made an impression during my early years of becoming a deadhead. Reading it aloud to my children has given me the opportunity to dwell on how Grahame's words sometimes just slip off the tongue, leaving images of nature very reminiscent of Hunter's as well. The chapter headings also read something like a description of tour. (or hero's journey, really the same thing) 1. The River Bank 2. The Open Road 3. The Wild Wood 4. Mr. Badger 5. Dulce Domum 6. Mr. Toad 7. The Piper at the Gates of Dawn (In Annotated Lyrics, David Dodd well notes the kinship between Grahame's description of nature here and the world painted by Hunter. I would add that the central activity of this chapter involves the search for, rescue and return to home of a small lost otter with a keen sense of adventure -- who of course is found entranced at the piper's feet at the gates of dawn. 8. Toad's Adventures 9. Wayfareres All 10. The Further Adventures of Toad 11. 'Like Summer Tempests Came His Tears' 12. The Return of Ulysses You can imagine my surprise and delight to read the following in Chapter 9: "Restlessly the Rat wandered off once more, climbed the slope that rose gently from the north bank of the river, and lay looking out towards the great ring of Downs that barred his vision further southwards -- his simple horizon hitherto, his Mountains of the Moon, his limit behind which lay nothing he cared to see or to know. Today, to him gazing South with a new-born need stirring in his heart, the clear sky over their long low outline seemed to pulsate with promise; today, the unseen was everything, the unknown the only real fact of life. On this side of the hills was now the real blank, on the other lay the crowded and coloured panorama that his inner eye was seeing so clearly. What seas lay beyond, green, leaping, crested!" Maya and Raj were unimpressed by the discovery of a Grateful Dead song in the midst of their bedtime story and urged me to get on with it. Children of all ages will enjoy the centenary edition (2007) illustrated by Robert Ingpen. I cannot recommend it highly enough.
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