I, on the other hand, don't see anything at all. Good tune, though.
The American Yardbirds? From Riverside, CA these guy's only recorded seven tracks but were a huge influence on garage bands of the era.
The reason this letter is in segments is I still have focus problems, at the start I mentioned I used to read 3 or 4 books a week, since the bleed I haven't read a book cover to cover, and I miss it. I still have sever balance problems and the constant nausea that comes with it. It's difficult to describe, think of being on the deck of a boat in a heavy sea and being seasick all the time.
I'm resigned to the fact the balance isn't coming back but I'm working on the focus and convinced it will return.
My friend Deb kept asking me to attend a trivia night she participated in. I kept turning her down but one night I accepted, I was still in rough shape and would lean over and whisper answers that I knew. The fact I knew any was a revelation to me. I have no idea what the group thought but I was thrilled they treated me as an equal. I kept going back and started to look forward to those nights. No quarter was given and none was shown. The group or "team" was made up of current and former broadcasters and the core, Jim,Sue,Deb and Jerry were a lot of fun to be around. Oddly Scot Vertical and I worked in the same building for many years but had never met. Scott, being a part of the team, and I would talk about many things but mostly music. And thus began my participation in his web site.
My secret ambition to become an ice dancer has been derailed and I'm now a brain damaged broke guy with no balance. In another words a "catch" Right ladies?
I would like to tell you that everything is all rainbow's and unicorns but that would be nonsense, The struggle continues.
Let's see what's around the next corner.
I was elated to have moved back in to my home until I realized I owed three quarters of a million dollars in medical bills, a mortgage, and a car lease. Oh ya, and I couldn't work.
Upon my release from the hospital I'm not sure anyone knew what to do with me, I'm an only child, unmarried, who's parents had passed away long ago.
Why I am single seems to come up with some frequency so I'll address it now. I loved my work and never found the right person. I dated a lot and , to be candid, enjoyed myself immensely. Do I wish I had married? I suppose, but I enjoyed the freedom being single brings. I had a singular goal of running a station and was able not only to pursue it and ultimately, albeit briefly, to achieve that goal.
I have no memory of several months after my death but I do remember dying. I'm going to keep most of it to myself. What I do remember was not unpleasant, peaceful.
I have reconstructed this part of the story with the help of friends. I found later I had suffered a "bleed" or Brain Aneurysm in my Brain Stem, probably caused by hypertension, if you look it up it almost always causes death.
This post will take several days and won't mean much to most people.
First I have to thank Scott for allowing me to use this forum. I have communicated to a few of my friends my plan to do this and all were encouraging. One good friend said "clarity can bring you peace". One can only hope. Another reason for this letter is I believe there are a lot of misconceptions caused by people, who have no information, jumping on their ponies' and acting like Paul Revere.
In the interest of context I'm going to start several years ago as I lost my last job.
Considered one of the rarest albums of the Rock era. Only six are known to exist.
Vertical asked me to join his blog as a guest expert on "Nuggets" era music... Psychedelic, Garage and Fuzz. Are there others more qualified? You bet, but they weren't asked. He's also letting me write about anything I want… We'll see.
Want to buy something from me? Of course you do. You might just find a treasure here at my eBay store.