Grateful Dead
The words are too small; any chance of a blow-up?
We've added a "View image at full size" link to view the original size of the image. Should be able to read the text that way.
Once the FULL SIZE image loads, it reverts to a smaller image (at least with my IE browser), I think its a SCREEN SIZE thing, you can go into Control Panel and make your Screen Settings for the pixels, to less, mine is more (1200? wide), it may have something to do with all that, but ONCE THE FULL THING IS LOADED, just RIGHT CLICK ON IT and SAVE AS (to your desktop), then double click on it on your desktop and view it that way. IT IS A VERY NICE CARTOON. My good friend Antonia Lamb (friend of Bob Gibson) said that all banjos tend to gravitate towards Mendocino village, so I am thinking of buying a banjo again. SO I LIKE THIS CARTOON ART. And it reminds me of E.A. Poes "The Raven". I like R CRUMB too. I grew up reading Zap and R Crumb products (R Crumb is my favorite), and I am an artist too. See my graphics at www.archure.net along with my music.
Music for the New Millennium by ARCHURE reg tmrk www.archure.net
In IE when it loads the image will shrink to fit the IE page. Just hover your mouse over the image and wait for the controls to come up - in the lower right hand corner you will see a square with 4 diagonal arrows - click on that and the image will jump to its' full size.
Have fun!
What seems to be coming at you.............is coming from you.
Capt. Jack Flanders
Great Art Work and lyrics. Ok you have to squint a bit but it looks great!!
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.......I was attracted to this so I immediately clicked it. Disappointed that I had trouble reading it. Hopefully the suggestions work.
Thanks.
Dr H.S.Sapien Clean bill of health!
I guess I prefer the original lyric
Twenty degrees of solitude
Twenty degrees in all
to the Hunter rewrite:
Here is a feast of solitude
A Fiddler grim and tall
AFAIK the boys never performed the rewritten lyrics.
Favourite version - The Playboy Hour with Hugh Heffner always makes me smile :-)
Locations
Birds, black
beaks, cracked
eying the minutes, that flee into Days
Crossing the wind swept maze
Crows from across borders drawn
tallens full of Dawn
waiting for somehow
Blessing the now