Here’s an older one that sums up parts of my misguided youth… My memoir covers this portion of my life in more detail…; -)

For What It’s Worth – The Hut Lounge

‘Something’s happening here…’

Buffalo Springfield on the jukebox
Linda Lane slayed us with her
intricate guitar work and
sensuous vocals

‘What it is ain’t exactly clear…’

Her band – Lady and the Tramps
George Hoka on his Hammond
mesmerizing sound like the Animals
voice soulful like Burdon’s

‘There’s a man with a gun over there…’

Ted and I compete for Janie’s
attention danced with me
danced with Ted but only
had eyes for George

‘Telling me I got to beware…’

She crushed on him
he used her as he would
and she kept going back
interest in me merely bemused

‘I think it’s time we stop…’

her dependable ride
wait outside
take her home
maybe see ya around

‘Children, what’s that sound…’

maybe next time we
can party wherever
Lady and the Tramps
is playing

‘Everybody look what’s going down…’

–LE