Last Words Out
Bridge to Love
February Nights
Luminous
Hello
Maybe You’ll Shine
Six O’clock Whistle
Fuck
The Archeology of Sound
Candles and Cognac
Would You Say You’re in Love
Between Christmas and Thanksgiving
New Hard Times
Come Over You
No More Words
Tiny Pricks
Birthday in the Sun
It’s Just a Kiss Away
Kissing Your Neck
Corduroy, Fleece and Flannel
Who Do Voodoo on You
A Prescribed Ego
Lemons and Limes
Women and Wine
No More Bones for You
the Power of a Daydream
Undecided
a Graveyard Gives
Beside the River
Everyday Americans
Wish You No Harm
Wooden Floors
Ride Away
Rain
Two Wastes of Life
In Bed at Cheteau Marmont
Jim Sheridan Took My Shirt
Perfect July Nite in L.A.
Independent Lens
Ah, Saturdays
Where It All Begins
If It’s One to Ten She’s a Twelve
and That’s Why She’s Always
Mad-Dogged
Tonight
Rock & Roll Music
Man and Twelve String Guitar Make History
Friday at 3:00 a.m.
The Way My Sisters’ Children Used to Play
Front Porch
The Devil’s Music
Young Love
Sunny Sunshine
Norms, Values and People Who Think They Have the Right to Tell You What to Do
Illuminations
Escort Economy
Pink Red Dress
Behind the Waterfall
Swoon
The Ledger
Expanding Universe
Supportive Hope
Johnny English and the Aliens
Christmas Barrette
Max's Kansas City
one pay check away
be my everyday
Take the Change
i don't even know her name
be myself
Black Magik Blood
Vegas
Morning Sun
Wolf Hollow Inn
Impact
Poetry 101: Ecstatic Vision
D.C. Blues
Dear Pittsburgh Penguins
a Hot Mess
Yeah You |
In bed at Chateau Marmont
In the middle of the bed on a
Good morning in L.A. with the
Grateful Dead playing in the player -
I was fixated on "Playing in the Band,"
"Brown Eyed Women" & "Ramble on Rose."
After repeatedly (really) listening to the whole
CD over & over & over again -and, then those songs,
In the middle of the bed in peaceful restoration
Following several nights of late and sunny days ---
In and out of sleep = Conscious now of every single second
With the brilliant Hollywood sunny morning inviting me I
Was still so intent on listening to "Brown Eyed Women" and
"Ramble on Rose" just a few more times before getting-up
And that's when it happened. That is when it happened.
In the middle of the bed at Chateau Marmont listening to
These three songs of the Grateful Dead I could have sworn
That I was in an extraordinarily lush and dense forest with
Radiant and penetrating sun light shinning down on me
From above with a serene & surreal peaceful, joyful feeling
Surrounding me and exuding from every fiber of existence
And then John Belushi (another guest of Chateau Marmont)
Was clearly held in my mind's eye in a blissful vision.... .... ....
He made me smile both inside and out and laugh out loud ---
Loudly, as he famously raised one of his eye brows in an arch
Profoundly speaking to me while slapping me upside the head
... ... ... ...
We all know why we're here ... Well, at least, I know why I'm here
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