Ode to Brian Jones

Recently went to see the Rolling Stones’ Exhibitionism at the Musicians Hall of Fame here in Nashville. Got me reflecting on the founder of the stones, the long gone Brian Jones. Ode to Brian Jones Blonde hair. Devilish grin Pink Cadillac dreams etched Into a fan club questionnaire Passion of the heart that pounds MuddyContinue reading “Ode to Brian Jones”

Memory

Here’s a brand new one, folks, for your immediate pleasure.  Enjoy. Memory is like a dream and dreams are like memories chasing you through your days changing shape filling holes until you wake up a different person than the day before which is as it should be or you would become thirty thousand versions ofContinue reading “Memory”