Ladies and Gentlemen...

...The Rolling stones! watching the Stones dvd of that title. It is from the '72 tour. I often think that if there was one album recording process I wish I could have sat in on it would have been "Exile On Main Street". Keith in his junkie glory. Mick Taylor being Mick Taylor. Sliding like melted butter down your forearms after over indulging on lobster. A recording session of over indulgence. Funkin' blues. So during this concert the lesser Mick, Jagger that is says, something about or to the affect of "not much...between friends". Friends are a funny thing. As far as I'm concerned they are hard to find. One can easily make friends if you want to compromise and play the game. Look at my space or face book. Superficial pools of piss. Every day we're forced to swim thru a world of the force feed fecal fools. I often wonder if they are allowed to chew or if they are made to swallow whole.

Actually, going back to friends, that is the reason I started this blog, to stay connected and possibly reconnect with others. So many gaps and disappearances in my days. sometimes never even saying, or having the chance to say good bye to many. Back again to myfacespacebook roop scoop mental midget mindset. If you need to seek out a million and two friends there is something lacking within. How many of those will bleed out for you? Will you bleed out for them?

Back to the Stones. Yes they were the worlds greatest rock and roll band. Check these out...speaking of stones, friends, and rock and rolling , strolling 66 looking for fights on unhappy nites, condiment car wash, grateful really grateful not dead real estate, sharon tate agents, swinging naked, duct taped to railroad guards, dingdingdingdingdingdingdingding, snowball bidet, whose turn was it to watch me any way? bar crawlin, counter top sprawlin, dont call me DAHLIN, you gotta go FLO, smith n wesson wont stop me from messin, morphine drips, strips and teases, no one ever pleases, cept the girl i met yesterday, all my troubles come back day after day, lookin for a nother way, far way, death valley

Sorry...stones and friends. So the '72 poster is from Lawallrus. It always makes me smile. For those of you who are Government Mule fans look at the liner notes of their first two cds. You will see Steve Lawalls name there as custom bass artisan for Allen Woody. The black and white 60's is one I had never seen before. There are no creases leading me to believe it wasn't from an album. Along with that no staple marks so not from a magazine. This one came from the Great Instigator. (See the post "What Just Happened" from 2/08 to meet these two)

Well I really got lost on this one. I was actually going to write about Mary Jarret. I did so last week, but after reading it the next day I realized I didn't do her justice and deleted it. I will one day soon I hope. Beyond a real friend.