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My little Tokyo apartment might have been home, but it was rarely a refuge, hardly ever the safest place I could be. A few times he would be sent off for a few days, a week even, to China, or some other part of Japan, somewhere else, to do business with people in some important […]
MoreI walked far too far today, about ten miles or so, which is too much for me right now, all things considering…So it’s goodnight from me, I’ve a couple of aspirin and a date with netflix…and Townes Van Zandt at the Old Quarter. This is the absolute best recording of Townes I’ve heard – no […]
MoreI didn’t intend to go to The City Lights Bookstore today, I guess the road had other plans. The road has other plans even when you are on foot, especially when you are on foot, I guess, no solid walls of the vehicle to shield you, no wheels to out run Fate and her furies… […]
MoreI don’t know whether any of you read the missed connections on Craigslist? It is mostly a horrorshow of human sexual desperation, but there is the occasional gem. In the depths of the pandemic, protests raging, everyone scared, deaths rising, I found a woman, just wanting to wish everyone well, and ask them to stay […]
MoreIt seems there are always floors to walk upon Brown and cool Stretching wall to wall to wall From hallowed to concrete hall From Temple to Church From Park to Station And Station to Park again. It seemed to me That there were always floors But some of them were banned: Walking upon them an […]
More“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your […]
MoreIf you have been following me at all you will know how I feel about Patti. Punk Queen extraordinaire, poetess, Rimbaud in skinny jeans and smeared eyeliner. The thinking rock and roll fan’s crush, and possibly the most fun I have ever had listening to anything in my entire life. The doyenne of CBGB’s least […]
More“…Keith Richards cutting his hair in 1967 influenced rock and roll as much as Link Ray slicing his speakers up to get that distortion, I ain’t kidding you.”….Billy was in a talkative mood. I was busy staring at a colt out the window, dark bay with a broad white face, his mother staying close by, […]
MoreI guess I should have known when I saw the small sized men’s shirt in the charity shop, that it was not the best idea. There was Keef, in all his junkie hey-day glory, cigarette hanging from his lips, mirrored shades, the torn and frayed elegantly wasted Keith that we all know, and I thought […]
MoreIt has been a long day, I woke up tired, and it didn’t get much easier. I wish they would stop messing with clocks. I wasn’t quite sure what I needed to hear at this time of night, but threw on Transformer and hoped for the best, quickly realizing my random choice worked just fine. […]
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