Velocirooster adminensis :bc: on Nostr: Alt Text for audio: [Band tuning up, crowd yelling and clapping and whistling] Bobby: ...
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[Band tuning up, crowd yelling and clapping and whistling]
Bobby: Patience, patience...
Jerry: If everyone in here learned about two dozen jokes, what you could do, is like, before each gig, you know, before each set, you could like do a whole big number of telling jokes to everybody around you, man, and like, say there's four people around you, that's a lot of jokes if everybody knows twelve jokes, you know, twelve different ones, that is—[to audience member yelling something] Quit it, man.
Bobby(I think): Put it on me!
Jerry: That way you can avoid—
Bobby: Then you can—
Jerry: —all that, uh, clang, bang, and you know, whistling, hooting and all that.
Bobby: Then you can learn about twelve songs, and then everybody could come to these things and you wouldn't have to have a band because you could just all entertain each other.
[Audience applause and cheering, more tuning sounds]
Bobby: Then the guys with the front seats would be out of luck, though, because there wouldn't be so many people around.
Jerry: The people in the front row could take up knitting.
[Someone in the band (maybe Bill or Mickey) calling to Owsley "Bear" Stanley, the audio engineer (and chief engineer of the psychedelic revolution)]
Bobby[mumbling]:...get up here and do something productive by god...
Jerry(I think): Bear! Bear!
[More tuning sounds, someone (probably Bill) calling to Bear to turn on Mickey's microphones]
Bobby: Hey Bear! Turn on Mickey's microphones!
[More tuning, random vocalizations by the band]
Phil(I think): Let's have a spotlight for the announcer please
Zacherle[in a deep dramatic voice]: Good evening!
[Audience applause]
Zacherle: So nice to see you, Count Dracula!
[More applause, band tuning in the background, Zacherle chuckling]
Bobby: This ain't a show, it's a party.
Zacherle: Good morning, my name is Jonathan Schwartz
[Audience applause and laughter, Zacherle chuckling some more]
Zacherle[overly dramatically]: I want to wish you all a happy Valentines Day.
[Applause]
Zacherle: I was gonna come down the aisle in a casket but the damn thing broke!
[Audience laughter]
Zacherle: I'm still bothered by those crabs I caught at Channel 47.
[More laughter, Bobby mumbles something]
Bobby: Anyway, it wasn't a casket, it was a banana crate.
Zacherle[laughing heartily]: My boy! [to audience] Well, well! This is glorious Sunday Morning...
[Audience laughter]
Zacherle: The Grateful Goddamn Dead!
[Audience applause, band counting into Casey Jones]
[Band tuning up, crowd yelling and clapping and whistling]
Bobby: Patience, patience...
Jerry: If everyone in here learned about two dozen jokes, what you could do, is like, before each gig, you know, before each set, you could like do a whole big number of telling jokes to everybody around you, man, and like, say there's four people around you, that's a lot of jokes if everybody knows twelve jokes, you know, twelve different ones, that is—[to audience member yelling something] Quit it, man.
Bobby(I think): Put it on me!
Jerry: That way you can avoid—
Bobby: Then you can—
Jerry: —all that, uh, clang, bang, and you know, whistling, hooting and all that.
Bobby: Then you can learn about twelve songs, and then everybody could come to these things and you wouldn't have to have a band because you could just all entertain each other.
[Audience applause and cheering, more tuning sounds]
Bobby: Then the guys with the front seats would be out of luck, though, because there wouldn't be so many people around.
Jerry: The people in the front row could take up knitting.
[Someone in the band (maybe Bill or Mickey) calling to Owsley "Bear" Stanley, the audio engineer (and chief engineer of the psychedelic revolution)]
Bobby[mumbling]:...get up here and do something productive by god...
Jerry(I think): Bear! Bear!
[More tuning sounds, someone (probably Bill) calling to Bear to turn on Mickey's microphones]
Bobby: Hey Bear! Turn on Mickey's microphones!
[More tuning, random vocalizations by the band]
Phil(I think): Let's have a spotlight for the announcer please
Zacherle[in a deep dramatic voice]: Good evening!
[Audience applause]
Zacherle: So nice to see you, Count Dracula!
[More applause, band tuning in the background, Zacherle chuckling]
Bobby: This ain't a show, it's a party.
Zacherle: Good morning, my name is Jonathan Schwartz
[Audience applause and laughter, Zacherle chuckling some more]
Zacherle[overly dramatically]: I want to wish you all a happy Valentines Day.
[Applause]
Zacherle: I was gonna come down the aisle in a casket but the damn thing broke!
[Audience laughter]
Zacherle: I'm still bothered by those crabs I caught at Channel 47.
[More laughter, Bobby mumbles something]
Bobby: Anyway, it wasn't a casket, it was a banana crate.
Zacherle[laughing heartily]: My boy! [to audience] Well, well! This is glorious Sunday Morning...
[Audience laughter]
Zacherle: The Grateful Goddamn Dead!
[Audience applause, band counting into Casey Jones]