Monthly Archives: October 2011

Rattlesnakes in Beatle boots and why we write songs anyway :Tommy Tutone vs. the truth


Tommy Tutone’s version of the truth about 867-5309 and why we write songs anyway Tommy Tutone had some story about a girl he knew who had a studio with that number or something like that. They needed a story because … Continue reading

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Sex, Rats, and Ghosts in the hallway


Sex, Rats, and Ghosts in the hallway…. It’s been nice to see that so many folks having been viewing my blog—the excerpts from my book. There’s an odd aspect to it, though. Boy, everyone tells me they’re going to buy … Continue reading

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Mutt Lange, Rockfield, and the Turtle’s Orgasm


Mutt Lange “He’s a magic man…” Heart At last the roadies dried off, the red wine stains and smears of pate had been washed from Ciambotti’s red suspenders, and our Phonogram deal was finalized. The songs were mostly chosen. And … Continue reading

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Canoga Park 1985: sweatpants and broken dreams


Canoga Park, 1985 Oh mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside a Mobile with the Memphis blues again… Bob Dylan The neon light above the store on the corner down the block was on the blink. … Continue reading

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Lead Singer at Verde Valley School…a place of great visions…


Lead Singer Well, she was just seventeen You know what I mean… The Beatles Zombies. No, I was never really afraid of zombies, except for a few nights after I saw “Night of the Living Dead.” And the Zombies were … Continue reading

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From the Book.. Out of sadness comes opening


My book is about my real life..here’s some hard stuff….you can buy an autographed copy of the book directly from me by writing me a note here, on FB, or at alcallhits@comcast.net Dropped Hit the road Jack And don’t you … Continue reading

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Hippie Chicks and your stash- from 867-5309/Jenny, the song that saved me


Hippies on Haight Street C’mon people now, smile on your brother Everybody get together, try and love one another right now…. Youngbloods Abba zaba zoom Babbette baboon… Captain Beefheart Hippie chicks. Not scary at all. Oh no, quite the opposite, … Continue reading

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