I bought this album out of the cutout bin when I was a kid because I thought it must be some kind of Mick Fleetwood rarity. Man, was I wrong, thank goodness.
My first scribblings as a forty-four year old man. Sitting in an airport 6:50 a.m., legal pad and Uniball pen, Pete Townshend’s “I’m One” on the headphones. Halfway to eighty-eight, that being ten […]