Wednesday, September 25, 2019

Fare Thee Well... Robert Hunter, Dead at 78

"In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal.
Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see.
When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me..."




Robert Hunter, who provided the Grateful Dead with their most heartfelt lyrics, died Monday night. He was 78. One of rock's Poet Laureates, his lyrics, like those from "Box Of Rain" and "Ripple,"  illustrate how concise his use of language was, and how integral to the Dead's success.

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