Monthly Archives: May 2017

“I ain’t no saint, and you sure as hell ain’t no savior… Don’t ask me to be Mr. Clean, cause Baby I don’t know how….” – Gregg Allman, “Wasted Words” Gregg Allman’s death Saturday of liver cancer brought to a … Continue reading →

“The conscience of my elusive race gives not a fig for me, baby. But I endure, if you know what I mean.” – Richard Fariña After reading David Hajdu’s excellent Positively 4th Street which chronicles the early careers of Bob … Continue reading →

“No one I think is in my tree…” John Lennon Adulthood is all mixed up, as almost everyone reading this knows. Not that childhood isn’t all mixed up, too, but in childhood we find coping mechanisms. It can be as simple … Continue reading →

“And in the end the love you take Is equal to the love you make…” – Paul McCartney My favorite uncle died a few days ago. Rational, objective description sometimes is inadequate to explain people. Any such description of my … Continue reading →

“You take the risk of being rejected. If you have pretensions to be an artist of any kind, you have to take the risk of people rejecting you and thinking you’re an arsehole.” – Roger Waters (Read part 1, part, 2, … Continue reading →

“We were fed up with being the Beatles. We really hated that fucking four little mop-top approach. We were not boys, we were men … and thought of ourselves as artists rather than just performers.” – Paul McCartney on the impetus … Continue reading →

“In ‘We Can Work It Out,’ Paul did the first half, I did the middle eight. But you’ve got Paul writing, ‘We can work it out, we can work it out’ – real optimistic, y’know, and me impatient: ‘Life is … Continue reading →