I go to sleep and it's winter. I wake up and can't get back to sleep. I try hard, real hard. I take pills. I have some drinks. And then some more. I watch TV. I turn it down low. I turn on the fan and the air conditioning. I fall asleep. I have a dream. It's a bad dream, a real nighmare. I get a phone call in the middle of the night, like two or three in the morning. It's springtime. I answer the phone and a voice says: "This is the Sheriff's Department. We have deputies at the door. Open the door and do not have anything in your hands. I repeat, this is the Sheriff's Department........" blah blah blah So I open the door. The cops come in and search the house. There's nothing there. Nobody but me. They said I filed a false report, which is a felony. I get five years probation. I wake up in a sweat. I'm still watching TV. I'm eating fruit. The clock is ticking. Time is running out. It's the Summer Equinox. I'm living in Los Angeles, the Hollywood Hills. The Santa Ana winds are rough. So I move to San Francisco. Nashville. Where am I? I wake up. My bed is wet. My pillow is wet. I'm playing drums with Jerry Inman in Jackpot, Nevada with Garland Frady from Austin, Texas. It's a casino on the border of Nevada and Idaho. We get drunk every night and take black beauties to stay awake and party. I wake up and it's the fall. November. I'm drinking at the Foothill Club in Long Beach.
In my lifetime so far I've been a card carrying member of the Moral Majority, the John Birch Society, the American Civil Liberties Union, People for the American Way and Planned Parenthood. I was in the Cub Scouts and the Order of DeMolay's, which is apart of the Masons, which Christians's are afraid of. I was in the Naval Reserve in Nevada LOL. I went AWOL as a conscience objector which was denied, worked at the Monterey Pop Festival on my way hitchhiking to San Francisco and got out of the navy with an undesireable discharge because I used too much LSD. I guess they were afraid I'd be on watch one night and hallucinate a big flying boat coming out of the sky to attack the ship.
I've studied yoga, meditation, all sorts of magick occult practices, new age crap, and practiced hard-core fundamentalist christianity for several years. Apparently, none of it has done me any damage and I survived in spite of it. I've been pro-choice and anti-choice. I was on staff with Scientology for two or three years. I voted for Reagan, Pat Buchanan, Ross Perot, Al Gore and Obama. I've been an atheist for ten years going on a lifetime.
I've been a musician my entire life practically. I played drums with Charlie Daniels, Doug Kershaw, Charlie Pride, Conte Condoli, Carl Saunders, Al Bruno, J.D. Manis, Rick Davis, Garland Frady, Earl Ball, Roy Clark, Pat Boone, The Imperials and a bunch of others.
I've had my fill of every drug addiction you can think of and kicked it, enjoyed my share of alcoholism, vegitarianism, fruitarianism and meat eating. I took the Rosicrucian cleansing cure and detox, studied astrology, numerology and tarot reading.
I've been politically far right, far left, centrist, anarchist and socialist. I protested the Viet Nam war, the Iraq war and I hated Bush. Every day for eight years I woke up and went to sleep hating that mo^%#r f&%@king c&*%k su&$%ker! Now that he's gone and the country's in good hands again I don't care about politics anymore.
I've been trying to be a photographer for the past few years, and before that I worked in offices with a coat and tie and no tie and no coat. I havent held a steady job in over eleven years. I've had run-in's with the law, been all around the world once. I've been married and divorced a half a dozen times or more. Luckily for me I was paying attention to destiny and fate and I finally found my one true love of a lifetime living here in Tennessee. These pictures are pictures of her. She's the best that ever happened to me.
And in all this life time of experience and education in the cities of the nation and the world..... after all the experiences I've had and have yet to have...... there's one thing I've learned that has given me a true perspective on life and the true meaning of existence, and that is this:
EVERY BOURBON IS A WHISKEY, BUT EVERY WHISKEY'S NO BOURBON!
In my lifetime so far I've been a card carrying member of the Moral Majority, the John Birch Society, the American Civil Liberties Union, People for the American Way and Planned Parenthood. I was in the Cub Scouts and the Order of DeMolay's, which is apart of the Masons, which Christians's are afraid of. I was in the Naval Reserve in Nevada LOL. I went AWOL as a conscience objector which was denied, worked at the Monterey Pop Festival on my way hitchhiking to San Francisco and got out of the navy with an undesireable discharge because I used too much LSD. I guess they were afraid I'd be on watch one night and hallucinate a big flying boat coming out of the sky to attack the ship.
I've studied yoga, meditation, all sorts of magick occult practices, new age crap, and practiced hard-core fundamentalist christianity for several years. Apparently, none of it has done me any damage and I survived in spite of it. I've been pro-choice and anti-choice. I was on staff with Scientology for two or three years. I voted for Reagan, Pat Buchanan, Ross Perot, Al Gore and Obama. I've been an atheist for ten years going on a lifetime.
I've been a musician my entire life practically. I played drums with Charlie Daniels, Doug Kershaw, Charlie Pride, Conte Condoli, Carl Saunders, Al Bruno, J.D. Manis, Rick Davis, Garland Frady, Earl Ball, Roy Clark, Pat Boone, The Imperials and a bunch of others.
I've had my fill of every drug addiction you can think of and kicked it, enjoyed my share of alcoholism, vegitarianism, fruitarianism and meat eating. I took the Rosicrucian cleansing cure and detox, studied astrology, numerology and tarot reading.
I've been politically far right, far left, centrist, anarchist and socialist. I protested the Viet Nam war, the Iraq war and I hated Bush. Every day for eight years I woke up and went to sleep hating that mo^%#r f&%@king c&*%k su&$%ker! Now that he's gone and the country's in good hands again I don't care about politics anymore.
I've been trying to be a photographer for the past few years, and before that I worked in offices with a coat and tie and no tie and no coat. I havent held a steady job in over eleven years. I've had run-in's with the law, been all around the world once. I've been married and divorced a half a dozen times or more. Luckily for me I was paying attention to destiny and fate and I finally found my one true love of a lifetime living here in Tennessee. These pictures are pictures of her. She's the best that ever happened to me.
And in all this life time of experience and education in the cities of the nation and the world..... after all the experiences I've had and have yet to have...... there's one thing I've learned that has given me a true perspective on life and the true meaning of existence, and that is this:
EVERY BOURBON IS A WHISKEY, BUT EVERY WHISKEY'S NO BOURBON!
