Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Spend It All On You


Life is easiest for me when I'm out of fashion. I'm almost always out of fashion. Oh, I try. I just don't try very hard.

I remember a photo session in New York. I was the only guy in the band without a Nehru jacket. The others talked me into borrowing one from a girl who had come to the shoot. To this day I regret having caved.

By the time that the photo ran in Billboard, I had quit the group. They painted me out of the shot.

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

You Talkin' To Me?

If you're like me, you spend most of your waking hours waiting for the next chapter. 

"As soon as I grow up."

"As soon as I get married."

"As soon as I'm divorced."

"When I finish this record."

"Once this haircut grows out."

You know, the important stuff. Most of the rest of my time I spend looking back. Usually with regret. At least I never grew up. I played rock'n'roll.

One day, out of the blue, you realize that you're on the last chapter. 

When I finally made it to the last bit of Look Homeward, Angel, I slowed down. I remember only reading a page or two and putting it down. Finally I would only read one or two paragraphs before going to bed, knowing that there was an ending that Thomas Wolfe had put there that I couldn't get around.

The news comes on and I'm encouraged by the fact that the world leaders are older than I am. Of course it's obvious that they've been on the last chapter for some time.

At some point you're just hoping for a happy ending.