Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Rock'n'Roll Homework

My friend, Robin, has opened a beautiful facility of higher learning for the rock'n'roll arts. In my day we had a transistor radio and scratchy 45's. Homework involved dreaming about the blonde in homeroom and breaking your own heart. If they were ever going to call you a genius, heroin might be involved. For most of us one or two brushes with cheap wine would suffice.

Gods still existed, still lived among us.  Elvis. Four Beatles. Bo Diddley. Buddy Holly. Gene Vincent.

We didn't walk anywhere in the snow. It was Florida.

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