The Texas jazz. I do need.
“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: music
A California free man once.
A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading
One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.
One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar.. Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I knew. I ordered one whiskey, one beer and a Cuban… Continue reading
The pretty things, the dangerous things. And remembering Marianne Faithfull.
The pretty thing, the dangerous things.. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading
I am here. And a beautiful Jessi Colter song.
I am here. Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love is near you always.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading
Would you? Could you? And a beautiful Whoa Dakota song. Please listen to her.
Would you? Could you? 1- I am sorry I caused you pain. I wouldn’t want to break your heart, I am a forgotten man, and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not,… Continue reading
My Earth, our earth. A prayer.
My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day.Thank you for the gifts of open and free valleys, the towering mountain ranges.… Continue reading
The crazy one’s.
The crazy one’s. Beautiful lady could make me laugh when she dances to her own song. She is my crazy one. My wildflower who knows open roads and can make the sad days… Continue reading
Dead man arms and a beautiful Bishop Briggs song.
Dead man arms… Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading