Once upon a time, I was in a Beatles tribute band called the Moondog Beatles. During my 4 years in the band, there were a lot of stories to tell, good and bad, but this is by far the most indelible. It may be a funny story now, but at the time, it was a […]
1998 – Up Around the Mountain – a band story Read More »
When I was 9, Mom managed to get a job cleaning a few hours a night, a couple of nights a week. It was a rare period during her illness when she was doing better, and, of course, the money was welcome as we were on benefits which covered the bare essentials, so this would
1974 – Fire on the 11th Floor Read More »
My mom loved me, I just wanted to state that. I was a difficult kid, hyper, high on coffee, never slept (see coffee) but she was a single mom and with no support. In no way do I condone striking, hitting or any other kind of physical act towards children or anyone else for that
1969 – Mom and my first scar Read More »
I was 4 years old and standing by the window in the living room next to the black-and-white TV. I’m pointing at the moon in the sky trying desperately to see the moon lander, squinting and asking my mom why I can’t see it, well I was 4! Ok, so I started at the end
1969 – The moon landing Read More »
Big things happened when I was 4 years old, things I can’t forget even though the rest is just a blur. It was the year of the moon landing, something that still excites me today, and the year I got a scar over my eye. But this isn’t about that, this is about my first
1969 – The break-in Read More »