A Long, Strange Trip Indeed

Not all that many years ago, as these things can be measured, I met someone while I was working at St. Cloud State. This was years before I had an inkling of the Texas Gal’s existence, and I was trying to fill the empty place. It worked, for a while.

That someone and I spent a brilliant summer together and then a few less-than-brilliant months sliding slowly apart before we realized that what we had found instead of a life-long romance was a lasting friendship, a rare enough commodity itself. That friendship endures today, as do the memories, most of them dear and a few of them not so happy.

Among the most fascinating memories – from this side of the fence, anyway – are the evenings we spent tracing our steps through the separate lives we’d led in the years before. Many times metaphorically and two or three times literally, one of us had left a room bare moments before the other entered. At least twice, we were at the same event among crowds small enough that we could have found the other, had we been aware there was someone to find.

We did many more things that summer than plot our movements over the years, of course, but we lazed into the topic frequently as the records or the radio played in my apartment or hers. And one evening, as the campus radio station provided the soundtrack, we were musing over where we had been and dreaming about where we might go. The strains of the Grateful Dead’s “Truckin’” came from the speakers in the corner.

Then Jerry and the boys got to the tag line: “What a long, strange trip it’s been.” And she and I looked at each other and laughed and then nodded, and for the rest of that summer, there were moments when one or the other of us would quote the line in amusement, wonder or resignation.

“Truckin’” was never “our song.” The Dead’s saga of chemical enlightenment, crash pad paranoia and the rest was too, well, too something to be the romantic touchstone that both of us needed “our song” to be that summer. For that purpose, we found a song, and another and another and then more, stacking those tunes in a kind of sweet hierarchy, like a series of 45s stacked on a portable record player. The Grateful Dead’s song, on the other hand, served as a reminder of how remarkable our meeting was and of how close we might have come to not meeting at all.

Months later, aware in sorrow that the long, strange trip would continue as two separate voyages, I tried to reframe the song as a reminder that companions and destinations find us, not the other way around.

This is the version from the 1974 anthology Skeletons from the Closet, and I think it’s the same as the 1970 album track from American Beauty. According to The Grateful Dead Family Discography, an edit of the album track was released in 1971 as a single, Warner Bros. 7464, with an edit of “Ripple” from the same album on the flip side. The same edit of “Truckin’” was also released on singles twice more, first as the B side to a live version of “Johnny B. Goode” in 1972 and then in 1974 as an A side, backed with “Sugar Magnolia.” I have no idea how well the single did in any of those three iterations, except that it did not make it into the Top 40.

A Six-Pack from the Ultimate Jukebox, No. 12
“Truckin’” by the Grateful Dead from American Beauty [1970]
“Theme from Shaft” by Isaac Hayes, Enterprise 9038 [1971]
“I’ll Be Long Gone” by Mother Earth from Bring Me Home [1971]
“Waking Up Alone” by Paul Williams from Just An Old Fashioned Love Song [1971]
“Walk On The Wild Side” by Lou Reed, RCA 0887 [1973]
“Second Avenue” by Tim Moore from Tim Moore [1975]

I checked this morning, and this is the only weekly selection from the Ultimate Jukebox that plants itself entirely in the decade of the 1970s. There didn’t have to be one, I suppose, and I imagine there could have been more, but this is the way the random sorting worked itself out.

I know I’ve had some things to say in the past about the Hayes, Williams and Moore selections. Obviously, all three remain favorites, and I’d have to put “Waking Up Alone” and “Second Avenue” high on the list of best post-romance songs ever, the first in the category of “It Happened Long Ago” and the second in the category of “It Happened Recently.” Both still can tug at my heart, but the best moment in the two of them combined has nothing to do with the lyrics or the stories told thereby. It’s the saxophone that comes in late on “Waking Up Alone,” hanging around long enough to take a nice solo and then walk us home. The two sad songs also fall into the category of records that should have been hits.

“Theme from Shaft was a hit, of course, sitting at No. 1 for two weeks in the autumn of 1971. The record earned Hayes an Academy Award, two Grammys and the undying gratitude of anyone who wanted to hear something funky and slinky coming out of their radio speakers.

This is the second time Boz Scaggs’ tune “I’ll Be Long Gone” has shown up in this list: Scaggs’ original version was listed here some time ago. As I was trimming the list of songs in the Ultimate Jukebox, I never could decide which of the two versions I wanted to include, so I kept both of them. The similarity in arrangement bothers me a little, but that’s redeemed by the vocal reading from Mother Earth’s Tracy Nelson. (I did trim, with some reluctance, another very good version of the same tune by Cold Blood and Lydia Pense.)

“Walk On The Wild Side,” Lou Reed’s incredibly catchy sketch of transvestite bliss in New York City, always brings me a chuckle. The record went to No. 16 in the late winter and spring of 1973, and I don’t recall hearing it then at all. The next autumn, when I was in Denmark, another American guy and I would spend evenings with my American girlfriend and the Danish girl with whose family my gal was living. We’d lounge on the floor of Ulla’s room, and Ulla would keep the record player spinning with her 45s. Whenever she’d cue up “Walk On The Wild Side,” we three Americans would glance at each other as Ulla sang along, phonetically perfect but linguistically unaware of a good deal of what she was singing about. “A hustle here and a hustle there . . .”

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3 Responses to “A Long, Strange Trip Indeed”

  1. jb says:

    A nicely told story. “Truckin'” has been a favorite of mine since I first heard it in the 70s, although it hasn’t always translated well. In the late 80s, I saw it used as a high school class motto–fitting enough–although it was incorrectly rendered as “It’s been a long, strange trip,” which kills the poetry.

    “Second Avenue” made the Top 40 in a cover version by Art Garfunkel, although Moore’s is better.

  2. Yah Shure says:

    A great bunch, for sure. I still have the “Truckin'” 45 filed under “R” for “Ripple,” since that was the song the local station was playing more often when its music director gave me a copy of the single (“Truckin'” reached number 64.)

    Whenever “Walk On The Wild Side” aired at my college station, the office staffers shifted into full-tilt choreography mode. The high point was hitting Lou’s “hunhhhh” in unison. But we only walked on the mild side, with the 45 version. Didn’t want to give those college kids any big-city ideas, you know.

  3. Lisa says:

    So for some reason I hadn’t found the new site, and was still bookmarked with the old site and being all bummed out that I couldn’t find you. Because I am a moron with a capital M apparently.

    Anyway I remembered that you posted on AmdWhah a lot so just came over here, hit the link and voila … re-bookmarked.

    Ironically (or maybe coincidentally?) a friend of mine had JUST become a Facebook fan of Tim Moore so I joined that group two days ago and Tim actually responds to people (and had five more albums after his debut which is still one of my all-time favorite records) … back when “Second Avenue” came out, WPIX-FM in New York used to have a weekly show where they’d play the new singles and you could write in and vote for your favorites … it was called the “Newies” … I think I sent in about 200 cards for “Second Avenue” … yes, it won. Still a song that gives me goosebumps when I hear it but honestly, there are SO many good songs on that record!

    So to be a gushy fan … I really, really, REALLY love your blog and your writing … still haven’t quite figured out why the original “Echoes” was 86’d … but if I could read nothing but your and AmdWhah’s music blogs every day I would be a happy camper. Both just take me way back down many memory lanes (though yours aren’t German so I can read the street signs better). I don’t suppose you have a Facebook fan page too?

    And since you’re also into baseball we’d even have that in common as well … plus “The Stand” is on my top 5 favorite books list. Except every time I read it I start thinking my nasty cold is Captain Trips.

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