The famous Fortune Teller known as Madame Pasqualina once told me I would fulfill my destiny when I went east and spent three days in Cleveland. I said, “Pasqualah, I have been told that I can’t possibly see enough to gain an understanding or appreciation in only three days.” “Why do you call me Pasqualah?”… Continue reading Three Days In Cleveland
Month: April 2017
I Have Been Downhearted Baby
Got 10 minutes tops to write this stream-of-consciousness piece starting with the clip below so I can hear B.B. King sing about being downhearted. Course I could have started with The Thrill is Gone or linked to this piece. Still I can’t help but put in You Get What You Give for no other reason… Continue reading I Have Been Downhearted Baby
Sometimes You Live A Thousand Lives
The ketchup face on the slice of bread above reminds me of a time when someone told a waiter to take away the bottle on our table because we didn’t eat it. The memory makes me smile and is set against Sir Paul singing Got To Get You Into My Life with a giant moonlit… Continue reading Sometimes You Live A Thousand Lives
Hold Me Now
The dream is just another variation of a dozen others, every one of them consists of my walking through an empty building. Written in spray paint or a black sharpy are the words, Hold Me Now and in the background different music plays. Sometimes I hear Into The Mystic and my pace quickens because I… Continue reading Hold Me Now
