Hey there

The tone for this Ghost Story was set by the first serious Fog of autumn to
roll through the Willamette Valley.  Bearing tapes of this show from Vienna
kindly donated to the cause by Phil Zerbo (Thanks Phil!!!), I cautiously
stepped out into The Fog.  I had heard none of the Ghost Story and already
it was feeling spooky. The Ghost segues out of an equally spooky Stash.
Cruising down Alberta St. through the hood, the police were definitely
gunning for somebody this morning. Driving across the I-405 bridge the Jam
began to morph. It had a distinct Cities-like feel to it but I couldn't
find my City anywhere....it was lost in the fog....the Citiness (check out
the jam prior to Cities from the next day in Prague to see if you hear what
I do) faded into a "Fluffy" as in Fluff's travels sort of scratch before a
serious funk groove.  It is arguable that the turn to the funk marks the
apparition of the Ghost of Tommy Wallace (one of the mean ol crusty pirate
ghost dudes from the movie The Fog that bedeviled Adrienne Barbeau and the
queen of early eighties scream Jamie Lee "don't call me Tony" Curtis) but
for the sake of consistency I'm timing it from the clear start of the
Prologue. The vocals in this Prologue sound WEIRD....some bizarre ambient
electronica effect seems to be causing a reverb of sorts...the funk is
prevalent throughout....the break in the prologue is extended and Page just
starts getting DOWN best prologue I've heard so far for this alone....the
Ghost Story itself loses the funk immediately....Tommy Wallace is in No
Mood To Dance....he has come for your head...all must pay for the light
going out in the Fog....he was dashed upon the rocks and so too are we.
Space and Time begin to warp. Traffic slows to a standstill as I emerge
from the tunnel and begin to ascend the west hills...my god how can a song
played over 3 months ago in Europe affect all these vehicles
now...here.....6000 miles away. This ghost story is very reminiscent of a
segment of THE David Bowie from 6/24/95....and it has the very same
effects....gradually around the 7:30 mark (timing based on start of
prologue) time and the cars around me begin to speed up The Ghost starts to
dissolve and just as quickly so does the Fog this PAINFULLY short Ghost
ends at about the 8:45 mark as I saw it again comes in through my
window....what I could see again was the sun and the bright blue Oregonian
Sky.....The Ghost of Tommy Wallace was gone....I had made it safely through
The Fog

Who you Gonna Call

Marty
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