Where Rock Stars Go When They Die

I remember reading this joke several years ago - I think it was in Reader's Digest. They way I remember it, the key figures were Jerry Garcia, Jimi Hendrix, Elvis Presley, and Karen Carpenter.  I found it after a quick search on the web. This version is found on BeliefNet at http://www.jokesoftheday.net/joke/2009070115


Where Rock Stars Go When They Die

When Jerry Garcia died, he woke up and found himself on a stage on which a number of instruments were set up. A door offstage opened and in walked Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Brian Jones, John Lennon, Otis Redding and Buddy Holly.

Each musician picked up his favorite instrument and began tuning up.

Jerry walked up to Jimi and said, "Man, so this is what heaven is like."
Jimi looked at him and said, "Heaven? You think this is heaven?"
At that moment, Karen Carpenter walked in, took her seat behind the drums, and called out, "Okay guys, 'Close to You.' One, two, three, four!"


Here's another version from from A Prairie Home Companion website at
http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/programs/2007/02/03/scripts/jokes.shtml :

James Brown went to the pearly gates and met St. Peter who took him to a room where Jerry Garcia was playing and Jimi Hendricks and Jim Morrison and Janis Joplin. James Brown, "I was worried maybe I was going to Hell, but I guess not." Jerry Garcia says " You think this is Heaven?" Just then Lawrence Welk walked in and says " All right, One more time. "The Anniversary Waltz. '' A 1 and a 2, and a 1,2...



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Slow Train Comin' - Dylan and the Dead

It was an intriguing collaboration when Bob Dylan toured with the Grateful Dead in 1987.

Slow Train
(as originally recorded)
by Bob Dylan

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

Can't help but wonder what's happening to my companions

Are they lost or are they found, have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down

All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon ?

There's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

I had a woman down in Alabama
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic

She said, Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out

You could die down here, be just another accident statistic
There's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

All that foreign oil controlling American soil
Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed
Sheiks walking around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings
Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris
And there's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
You can't rely no more to be standing around waiting
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turning over in his grave
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
And there's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency
All non-believers and men stealers talking in the name of religion
And there's slow, there's slow train coming up around the bend.

People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting

Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions
They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to live it
There's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.

Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talking boy she could destroy
A real suicide case, but there was nothing I could do to stop it
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy
But it's sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets
There's slow, slow train coming up around the bend.