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Cream of the Cool


I wrote this between 1990 and 1992 on spec to Warner BooksVirginia Kidd was my agent.  It's the beginning of a 130,000 word novel.

I paid a professional editor $2000 to fix it up for me. That was a substantial percentage of my take home, back then.  And I had three kids and a wife to support.  We could have used the $2k to go on a nice family vacation.  Instead, I sent it to a coin-operated woman in Los Angeles who was recommended…

Pink-Eyed Blues Great

His mother told him someday you would be a man,
And you would be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many people coming from miles around,
To hear you play your music when the sun go down,
Maybe someday your name will be in lights saying, "Johnny B. Goode tonight!"

Go, go go Johnny go,
Go, Go go, Johnny go
Go Johnny B. Goode

Rolling Stone magazine's 63rd

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She powers all the way…