I just read an article about Stanley Owsley in the Rolling Stone I borrowed from Jacob. In the sixties, Owsley was an underground LSD chemist and sound engineer for the Grateful Dead. At age 72, he now lives in the Australian outback with his wife in a series of homemade shelters, tents, and buildings awaiting what he believes is the coming ice-age. I'm working on a song about him:
Out on the lonesome plain
There's a sound that falls with the rain
I collect it night and day for you
I'm a broken man, I'm a broken man
But you take my hand, help me to stand
There's no future or past but this age won't last
We will stave off the cold, and make our stand
The cancer it came for my life
And it cut my throat like a knife
But I fought it day and night for you
I'm a broken man, I'm a broken man
But you take my hand, help me to stand
There's no future or past but this age won't last
We will stave off the cold, and make our stand
2 comments:
that's great
i miss you a little bit. i know this post is old, but still.
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