If it’s not my first memory, it’s certainly close.
This is the true story of Gregg Allman, as told by someone who knows nothing about the real Gregg Allman.
This week’s “Deep Cuts” is a rarity: a request.
Wherein We Wrap Things Up
November 22, 1963, evening, and Lenny Bruce is on stage at a New York City night club. He stands silently for a moment, and then he says:
I’ve never been a smoker, though I’ve tried.
Wherein Brown reenters the capsule.
All the good stuff happens underground; well, except for the proverbial dirt nap. When we’re teens we make out in the basement, and when we’re a little older we find some dank […]
Wherein a riot ensues.
There are few things I look forward to.