As I look back
over my life
I am struck by post
cards
Ruined Snap shots
faded posters
Of a time, I can't recall
I am a Scot, or so
I'm told. Really
the heir of Mystery
Christians
Snake in the Glen
The child of a
Military family...
I rebelled against church
after phases of
fervor
I curried favor in school
& attack'd the teachers
I was given a
desk in the corner
I was a fool
&
The smartest kid
in class
Walks in D.C. in
Negro streets. The library
& book stores. Orange
brick in warm sun.
The books & poets magic
Then sex gives greater stimulation
Than you've ever known &
all peace & books lose their
charm & you are thrown
back on the eye of vision
History of Rock
coinciding w/ my
adolescence
Came to LA to
Film School
Venice Summer
Drug Visions
Roof top songs
early struggles &
humiliations
Thanks to the girls
who fed me.
Making Records
Elvis had sex-wise
mature voice at 19.
Mine still retains the
nasal whine of a
repressed adolescent
minor squeaks & furies
An interesting singer
at best - a scream
or a sick croon. Nothing
in-between.
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