Bart came over on Tuesday because we all wanted to play. As the saying goes from when we were kids, “Just cuz.” And the funny thing was I had vague plans of teaching them some stuff, but we ended up learning a large portion of Led Zeppelin’s “Black Dog.” If you’re not familiar with the […]
I don’t know which were the more exhausting conversations I had that week, the ones with the lawyer or the ones with Lacey. They were equally difficult to understand, but sometimes you just have to go along with things and hope you figure them out later. The lawyer’s name was Harold Feinbaum, and the first […]
We walked toward the Sunset, though if it was really crowded there we might keep going until we found somewhere quieter. The Sunset had many many beers to offer, and the result was usually many many people trying to get in. “You hungry?” he asked. His feathered hair fluttered as he walked. “Carynne took me […]
Carynne, it turned out, had been talking to Christian a lot. And Lacey. After her collapse in LA, Lacey had gone through a rehab almost as intense at Ziggy’s, but at a less famous place, because–get this–her mother didn’t like how many paparazzi photos she saw in the tabloids of other celebrities leaving Betty Ford. […]
The bed felt really empty when I was trying to get to sleep. Which turned into an endless loop of “The Bed’s Too Big Without You” by the Police in my head. Which turned into me turning the light back on and jotting down some notes for a song, which turned into the writing out […]
I was in my room the next night, half spaced out listening to Led Zeppelin–which I blame entirely on Chris, who was always trying to get me to listen to more “classic rock” even though I didn’t actually have any deficiency in that area–when I realized someone was knocking on the door. I pulled the […]
PART SEVEN:April 1989 * * * * When we got home I slept for a week. I’m not exaggerating… much. The last show was in Seattle and we were on a red eye back to Boston, so it was around 8:30 in the morning after being up all night when I actually dragged myself into […]
The doorbell woke me up a few hours later and I knew Digger was back. Everyone in the band had a key to the house and wouldn’t have rung it. I started changing my clothes, then remembered I’d put these on clean before I fell asleep. The hair on the back of my head was […]