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Monthly Archives: November 2010
He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother
It’s A Long, Long Road, From Which There Is No Return, While We’re On The Way To There, Why Not Share New Girl And N.Y.C. Foibles ’70 The next day Jim and I went sight seeing with Vicky, the chick … Continue reading
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Tagged backstage passes, Fillmore, hands, money, N.Y.C. foibles, solvents
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The Bottle Let Me Down
I’ve Always Had A Bottle I Could Turn To And Lately I’ve Been Turnin’ Every Day Bowery Time After Leaving Dave’s Place Bottles And Cans Explode Back at Sandy’s, I found the apartment door locked. I didn’t know when Sandy … Continue reading
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Tagged bowery, brown paper bag, fire, moment of great importance
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Seattle Dave In N.Y.C.
Say Hello To Dad And Shake His Poor Hardworking Hand And Send A Picture Of Mother If You Can The Most Memorable Dinner Ever I phoned David, the cat I met hitchhiking in California. We had hitchhiked up the coast … Continue reading
Washington Square N.Y.C
Diamonds And Rust–Washington Square–Our Breath Comes Out White Clouds, Mingles And Hangs In The Air, Speaking Strictly For Me, We Both Could Have Died Then And There St. Patrick’s Day Parade 1970 Two hours after I began my search for … Continue reading
New World Symphony
Does It Worry You To Be Alone-No I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends What An Arrival—New York City Back on the highway, I would have preferred warmer weather, but the sun was shinning and the rides … Continue reading
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Tagged interconnecting trains, Lady Liberty, luck, NYC, skyline
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With A Little Help From My Friends
A Counter Culture Moment With Janet—Special March, ’70 My parents were always happy to see me when I returned home safe from one of my journeys. This time however, I didn’t accomplish what I had set out to do; that … Continue reading
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Tagged limousine, Pennsylvania mountains, time dependent cultural event
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Miller’s Blues
Mobby Grape He Was Shattered When He Saw How Everything’s Exactly As It Seems Hitchhiking Tennessee Feb. 1970 The weather was much better now, and hitchhiking wasn’t bad either. If it weren’t for everybody trying to do me a favor … Continue reading
Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
On The Sunday Morning Sidewalk, Wishing, Lord, That I Was Stoned Time To Pack It In New Orleans ’70 Waking up in the morning, I grabbed a handful of stale chips from the bag on the table and popped open … Continue reading
