Is it Petri Dish time again already? Regardless, here we are, doing the voice-over, “As the landfill burbles with the toxic wastes of a disintegrating culture.” Dovetailing into it are these two and a quarter lovely creatures, sucking the oxygen out of a room no one should think about walking into. It's happening right in front of your eyes; should you be turning your eyes in the particular directions in order to see it.
Trends and transformations occur first in a smaller demographic, with satellite locations generally to be found in any urban congestion with more than a certain concentration of social emphysema. “I can't breathe!” said the man with demons sitting on his chest. Anecdotal digression; A few decades ago I was sitting in my then friend, Jackie Lomax's living room in Woodstock with former friend, bluesman David Mowry. Jackie's girlfriend (I can't remember her name now. She is/was a wonderful person) was telling us a story about Jimi Hendrix. She knew him quite well. He used to beg her to sit on his chest because, he told her, demons were stealing his breath. A few years later she was in a horrific car accident in Ojai that involved her VW and a semi. I would often ask about her. She survived but I don't know the details. Jackie Lomax was the first musician to record at the Abbey Road, Apple Records. I hope I got all that right... details... details...
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