I have listened to the bit about cassidy, into it about sixteen minutes mark, got distracted about thoughts of Jerry and Jack, torches get passed, life goes on
it is the same story, Tried to think about influences in my life, Jerry more than Jack, I was already a bitter old man by the time I read kerouac, Jerry came into my life with the trips, I was in my thirties before I read kerouac, I admire his natural style his innocent weary voice when he was still a young man. I envied him his daughter, I think of him as a hippy saint, st jack, he was a pure passionate voice I aspire too.
those are my trippiest songs
I think this is the second or third time I have pasted that one today
I am prone to 'Irrational Exuberance' when I hear a song that I really hear
been listening to these for forty years now, hundred's of times, but I never tripped that much not in over thirty years. I am still waiting to mellow out from the last one
that was supposed to be a joke
