Greta
Widespread Panic · Live In The Classic City II [2010]
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
Well, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's gone to war
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls
Mother Nature's gone to war
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a big ol' brama bull
Busting up my shotgun shack
Greta
Greta stands as a testament to Widespread Panic's enduring ability to craft compelling live performances. Recorded during their 2010 residency in the Classic City, this track captures the band at the height of their improvisational powers. Known for blending rock, blues, and jam band sensibilities, the group often uses their live sets to explore extended arrangements that differ significantly from studio versions. This recording highlights their dynamic interplay and the spontaneous energy that defines their concerts. As part of a broader discography filled with memorable live documents, Greta exemplifies the band's commitment to musical exploration and their deep connection with audiences who gather to experience their unique sound in real time.