Just me and some memories with my old guitar
and a Tascam digital recorder. But I can imagine
how this song would sound with a full kick-ass
band backing it all up. Yet still I write without.
"Gigs and Ganja."
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I can barely remember Hotel Haze,
in a suite occupied by five rockers,
lost in the blues of a song and a bong,
all sprawled like loose-jointed puppets,
on cushions and shag,......
playing unplugged riffs
to fill up all the what if's??
in our show the next night.
We all were young and full of spunk,
the world was our blue oyster cult,
and we suckled it’s meat.....hungrily
knowing someday it would cease to be
as Groupies filled our emptiness
with emptiness filled.......
and we all lived wild and free
Enjoying booze and ganja > : )
on a huge verandah
Just outside our penthouse
floating twelve floors high
an extravaganza
to help our minds wander
with a groupie bonanza
of lovelies by our sides.
Then the scent of
sweat and ozone,
and black velvet shots
greeted us back stage,
after dreamless nights of revelry.
and soon enough the crowds
devoured our inspirations,
burning Bics to call us back,
for an encore,
one last morsel of music,
to carry them off to their real worlds,
as we returned to the Hotel Haze.~~~~~~~
It was long ago on some perfect days
Doing one of many gigs we played
but those memories carry me away
to a place I wish I could’ve have stayed
but real life it destroyed that stage
leaving me just another "Former Rocker"
with sweet memories and rage.
sweet memories and rage.
Music, Vocals, & lyrics Composed by-
Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2021
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo of me by me -which is Titled :
"Son Of A Beach."--©-2021
