Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Will I Miss Tom Petty? -- Part 1: Maybe


Caught by surprise in the midst of the horror that took place in Las Vegas, on Monday, we were at Blueberry Hill on Nippersink Lake after boating over to it and someone's "Idge" phone had word that Tom Petty had died.

I'll never forget when my friend Kip had seen him at the Super Bowl half time show and, since he is somewhat older, had never heard him before.  All he could say was, "Who was that guy."  To say the least, he was not impressed at all.

Let's face it, he had probably one of the worst voices ever in rock and roll, but it sounded right in his songs.  But, he could sure jangle those guitars.

Refugee    --RoadDog


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