I'm not a religious person but I wondered if he and Jessie were somehow together again, playing some music, having some laughs and maybe waiting for me to come along and add some rhythm guitar and vocals. Then out of the blue Jessies widow walked up to me and gave me a hug. I thought about the old righteous brothers tune "If theres a rock and roll heaven, you know they've got a helluvva band." and we had a laugh talking about them jamming somewhere in the beyond.
What has this got to do with motorsickles?..nothing.
Why am I telling this story here?
I don't know, I guess I just needed to get it out. Maybe somehow come to terms with it all so I can wake up tomorrow and keep on keeping on... Be the bearer of the flame till its my time to go. My mother always told me that no one is really dead as long as you remember them so I guess that will work for now.
I think I need a long motorcycle ride.
Sorry to hear about your friend.
I often think that the body is full of all this energy, electric impulses moving us and making our brains work. So, when the body stops where does all that energy go? I am thinking the moment that body stops that energy went into another that needed it.
A guy sitting there strumming at a guitar, tapping the keys of a piano and all the sudden a song jumps into his mind. Hmm, where did that come from?
