"In September when the leaves, come falling down...Follow me down, follow me down To the space before the twilight and the dawn"



Never heard of is until YouTube brought it to my attention

I met Leon in a small club ages ago. Didn't know he had fallen from being sen as a Superstar at the time. My conversation with him was quite amusing

 
Gregg and Duane were born 13 months apart, like me and my younger brother. I've always wondered about their closeness and sibling rivalries if any that stem from being close in age and...

The father of the brothers reportedly: "On December 26, 1949, Willis Allman offered a ride home to a hitchhiker, who shot and killed him in Norfolk, Virginia." Hitchhikers were not always considered cool hippies or beatniks



Gregg Allman was 21 years old when the song was first recorded. Its writing dates back to late March 1969, when The Allman Brothers Band was first formed.[11] Gregg had failed to make a name for himself as a musician during a late-1960s stint in Los Angeles,[12] and was on the verge of quitting music altogether when his brother Duane Allman called and said his new band needed a vocalist. Gregg showed the band 22 songs he had written, but only "Dreams" and "It's Not My Cross to Bear" were deemed usable.[13] Gregg, the group's only songwriter at the time, was commissioned to create additional songs that would fit into the context of the new band, and in the next five days he wrote several, including "Whipping Post"

"Not My Cross To Bear" is still on my list after all these years. Great tune.

Gregg Allman

Duane Allman

Whipping Post
 
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Speaking of Crosses to Bear. And this plays into "Time, flowing like a river..." - Alan Parsons Project

Having lost so much over an extended period of time, life could be seen as one nightmare and tragedy after another. But...

Blues have been a cathartic experience.


It's Not My Cross To Bear​


I have not come, yeah
To testify
About our bad, bad misfortune
And I ain't here a wond'rin' why
But I'll live on and I'll be strong
'Cause it just ain't my cross to bear
 
In the desert alone...witnessing another human being's self-destruction.



Pink Floyd - A new machine pt. 1 & pt. 2

I have always been here I have always looked out from behind these eyes
It feels like more than a lifetime
Feels like more than a lifetime

Sometimes I get tired of the waiting
Sometimes I get tired of being in here
Is this the way that it's always been?
Could it ever have been different?

Do you ever get tired of the waiting?
Do you ever get tired of being in there?
Don't worry, nobody lives forever
Nobody lives forever

I will always be here
I will always look out from behind these eyes
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime
 
When I first moved to Long beach, CA in 2008...I was playing my tunes. One day (not sure if/how/why it escaped my attentions at the time). One day I realized my favorite live Leon Russell album was recorded in -- Long Beach.

"Leon Russell recorded the live album "Leon Live" on August 28, 1972, at the Long Beach Arena in Long Beach, California. It was Russell's first live album, and it became his third U.S. gold album. Who remembers this album?"



I met a woman online and she was from Oklahoma, but living in Long Beach, managing properties. We bonded. We shared a love of Leon and other things.
 
A good buddy from Manhattan/NYC (born/raised). One I met in my earliest days in Long Beach. He had some connection to the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I barely knew who they were :auiqs.jpg: He introduced me to them and surprisingly to Tom Waits, whom I knew of but not enough. We became partners-in-crime (euphemism), and to this day we are in touch and psychically linked - for better or for worse. His family back there adopted me as one of their own. Now I have two families from NYC (two different boroughs) who adopted me in.

I'm a lucky man,

Anyway...

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Dante

How long, how long will I slide?
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever




I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up and brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
I gotta take it on the other side
 
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segue...

I'm a lucky man
.

In 1971, I'm 15 going on 16 years old. I had already had my head struck with a quart bottle full of Beer. Not good, but the assailant ended up being beaten within an inch of his life -- for real. With a cop not doing much to arrest the family member. Then I fell out of two floors onto the pavement -- boom!

I have a fabulous story on the experience on the way down and what happened. :laughing0301:



Unlike several songs on the album, which use a distorted fuzz bass to sound like a guitar, "Lucky Man" is an acoustic ballad
 
not sure how much further I will go with this, as my website structure (initial), is finished. I mean to tell my story. I mean to leave behind a fascinating set of stories about a human being I sometime have trouble recognizing or reconciling with who I am today, or even yesterday, and eventually will Be.
 
I can't believe I ended up here...


I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh, what a thing to do
'Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh, what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

...

For you, I'd bleed myself dry

Life has a funny way of opening up and presenting one with choices -- or not.

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"Before the wold has done it's dirty job, and later on someone wills say you've had you day, now you must make way..."

Incredible rendition(s)
 
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