Elegy for April 22 and Richie Havens

Some days are like others And some days Richie Havens dies.  It’s more Than a dream that a Guitar can sigh and take Some lucky ones with it.  Muddy. Richie. Robert– Temples. Churches. BP, They bow before the hands That move those strings.  Even the devil, money  Himself, will say uncle To one song like [Read More...]


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