Dan London Loves You All … a sloe gin fizz on a moving train.

There’s a window to this world that tempers everything we see.

“Someday Tito Puente’s gonna be dead, and you’re gonna say, ‘Oh, I’ve been listening to him for years, and I think he’s fabulous.’”

- Billy Murray as ‘John Winger’ in Stripes

This is a recording from 1997 made on a Tascam 688. It’s a tune about a guy and a car and girl and another car and another girl. I once played it for the daughter of Lynn Anderson (I Never Promised You A Rose Garden) on her Nashville patio at a summer bbq. A dude from Jersey was there – he kept asking , “Wadda ya – freakin’ retawded?” Plus - ”Why you gotta bust my chops?”

He thought of himself as a trickster god, as opposed to a fuck up. He was a mythological balance man, bringing a much needed chaos to the orderly world of the generations of women’s hearts he broke. His mother, his wives, his girlfriends, his daughter. The worst of it was only part of him knew it was bullshit.

Atlantic City art deco tip off the boardwalk in the winter time. Miami Vice like Crocket feeds his white suit to his gator. The 80’s and thanksgiving and The Eagles and the dude from American Me and Zoot Suit telling like it is when you don’t raise your voice and squint and wish you’d be in Battle Star Galactica already. Miles Davis. Frank Zappa, and Michael Richards all were on the Vice. I remember smoking cigarettes at Victor Baldi’s house and running home to catch the show by 10. Sweet turds of youth. You can’t polish a butterfly but you can fly a whale. Lorne Michaels – Lorne Green – Lawrence Welk. Strange days comes in threes.