Thursday, September 11, 2014


So that self- important blowhard, Gene Simmons, has declared rock'n'roll dead, huh? Who am I to disagree? I have to say though: it was arrogant, money grabbing', small- dicked jerks like him that drove the final nail in the coffin.

It's a global scene now. There ain't gonna be any more Little Richards, Fats Dominos, Elvis Presleys or Chuck Berrys. Oh, me! I'm a lucky man. I shared a sandwich with Bo Diddley. I partied with the Coasters after they thought the parties were over. I'm a nothing, a nobody. I'm the luckiest man alive.

I read that happiness is 50% genetic. Well, a bop bob a luba a bop bam boom! Love, love, love. We won't call it rock'n'roll but we'll wink and we'll know. I love you.

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