Lives of quite desperation

I saw the movie John Dillinger. I liked it. But it was depressing. The group lived for the day, a sweet life, followed by a quick death. There time had come and gone. The lived it up while they were heroes and died when their deeds were outdated and they were acronyms of the past. That’s too bad. I wish I had the nerve to live as a bank robber or master thief of some type, running away on a horse or a fast car. But alas, I am only a mortal coward destined to take whatever society throws out to me. A bone, a crust of bread and loads of in-humility. Maybe if I were younger I would be dead by now. Or maybe if I were braver I would be dead by now. But I live, the quite life of desperation.

Drake Levin, Lead Guitarist of Paul Revere & the Raiders, Passes On

Here was a band I loved while I was growing up in my teen years. They weren’t political are profound, but their music was good and they were a lot of fun to listen to. As a youngster, I liked their costumes and theme.

For more information on the band and Drake Levin see A Shroud of Thoughts.

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Micheal Jackson/ he's dead, but the media just won’t let it go

I'm sick of MJ specials taking up the entire TV evening, most of the TV news and two thirds of the newspaper. Enough is enough. The man's dead. Let it go.

The 4th of july

Eat it