Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Moon Through A Windshield


Swing. When did it end? Did it go down with Captain Glenn Miller in the English Channel in 1944? Who knows? Who cares?

My obsession with rock'n'roll began sometime in 1955. I never got over it. From time to time I write it off. Then something moves me- slaps me hard and leaves me breathless. Again.

Romance? I never got over it but it gave up on me. I don't collect stamps. Or wine. I'm not big on theater or rugby. 

As long as there's a breath in me, rock'n'roll's alive.



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