Night-life

I wanted a life, and I wanted a night-life
but if I had only wanted a day-life,
I could have lived anywhere!

I could have lived in Siberia!
I could have lived in Ecuador!

I could have lived in the
snowy fields or the
hummingbird-jungle!

But I wanted a life, and I wanted a night-life,
so I lived in New York or Los Angeles,
Bali Malibu Hong Kong Honolulu...

Did you follow the sun, my friends,
or did you follow the dolphins?

Hampton Roads

I was born between Hampton Roads and the Chesapeake Bay,
ocean into the bay, bay back into the ocean,
Pensacola to Ocracoke Island and Roanoke Sound.

When I was 14 years old my older
brother and I recreated a 40's jazz band called the
Road Amps (get it?)
which our friends twisted into the
Hump Rats and as that we toured for
14 years or 14 minutes!

Ocean into the bay, bay back into the ocean,
as they say, and now there's even a
local revival band that plays
ska in the upscale
college bars on Ocracoke Island and Hampton Roads.

Sunrise in Malibu

High tide at sunrise!

High tide all the way to Topanga
Canyon and Rancho Cucamonga and

how much
evil can you even

imagine, if you were
born in Bel-Air and the farthest

east you ever went was Malibu?

Vacation

We were young.
We were wrong.

All we wanted was cake!

So they gave us a steak of
unknown origin, and a

life-time vacation among the cannibals.

Bluegrass

Dance if you can,
and if you can't dance,
then fiddle!

But if you can't dance
and you can't even fiddle,
you are no true man.