tonite

while responding to

a musical list

the memory of each

musical event

flashed before my eyes

like an old movie

or the mad shuffle

of a deck of cards..

all in all, its been

a lucky life…

to have lived where

i’ve lived

to have seen

what i’ve seen

to have experienced

times like no other…

from the oddities surrounding

teenage years in the 60’s

from the beats’ end

to the peace love & understanding

on venice beach..

from the magic of a

new sound 

ripe and fiery

from CA’s southern

to northern

 rock n roll hills …

from LA’s literary madmen

to the discovery of art as word..

places, historical and rich

in a time like no other

caught me in their grip…

what an  incredible fortune

to be a part

of music

of art

of  life

at its peak..

i’ve been lucky

blessed by some

odd and foreign winds

that have blown me

in these directions..

with no need to ‘impress’

the re-telling often becomes

unbelievable to some…

but ah…

i’m lucky to have had

what i’ve had

to have been where i’ve been

to have seen and felt

what i have..

tasting the riches

amid the chaos

making it through

somehow

through this life so far…

it was the life

of the crazy, fearless young!

the flipside

the erractic antithesis

of the loss

and the oddness

of what the todays

and the creatures within

these times of now

are often composed of…

lucky.

crazy lucky to have

walked those roads..

crazy lucky too

to be alive

to tell the tales…