Thursday, May 7, 2015

The old Fillmore East...

One more quick one:  on our last day in NYC we went by the old Fillmore East for old times sake.  I saw countless concerts there with my brother as well as various girlfriends and band mates Ross and Ken. It was a gas to be back but sad that it has become, like everything else, a freakin' bank. Here's what is posted outside...

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a time for weeping... and singing

There are times these days when I sit and weep. I am not desolate. Nor am I bereft of faith, hope, or love. Yet I still weep – mostly at wha...