oh_i_wept raze we were drinking beer and smoking pot in the coach house that doubled as a bedroom and a party pad. cliff threw on the first free album. i started singing along. "fire_and_water must have made you their daughter you've got what it takes to make a poor man's heart break" "gordy played this for you, huh?" he said. he gave me a sideways smile. "no," i said. "i was listening to this stuff before i ever met gord." i don't think he believed me. i bought the album because of "all right now". because of "american beauty". because of the bullet in the back of lester burnham's head. because of classic rock radio. because i thought paul rodgers was singing, "baby, it's a long ride down." because i was convinced everything was darker than it really was. when everyone had left to gorge themselves on free day-old donuts and i was alone, i sat with my back to a bed i would never sleep in and listened to "oh i wept". it was the song i came to love above than all the rest. "worried mind makes it so hard to bear hard to live and hard to care" it was true then. i don't think it's true anymore. 220729 ... raze (motherfucker. "above than"? really, fingers? fucking really?) 220729 ... kerry i feel like i’m inside this memory. it’s a lucky feeling. 220730 ... raze i feel the same thing when i read your words, kerry. 220730 what's it to you? who go blather from