Once a Rocker
Once A Rocker was recorded in an old travel trailer in a junk car strewn vacant lot in Ft. Collins, CO. No running water was bad but the worst was when I found out the hard way that women will not spend the night in such a place. This is the first organized collection of my songs. It clearly shows my roots in the Beatles, Brian Wilson and the guitar heroes of rockdom. The lyrics are about love in all it's trials and mysteries. There is a whole history here. From, "Age Old heart," written in 1975 on up through, "Cocoon," from 1987 to "Mother of the Blues," from 2003. My mother forced me to take piano lessons in the first grade, then later, violin in the school orchestra. One day I heard rock and roll on the radio. I borrowed a guitar and my life changed. I was saved. A painfully shy and self conscious teen, I found that I could plug in a microphone, strap on a guitar and be a star. Too many bands to count or remember all of them. Some were unforgettable. The Quirks. My first really successful band. It was the British invasion and we were The Beatles. Groupie gangs fought over us in the streets. The Invisible Side Show. Psychedelia. We smashed equipment onstage when none of us could afford equipment to smash. North. The band closest to my heart. All original music, living on the road in the mid 70's commune style with wives, kids, dogs and cats. An upliftment of the spirit like no other. Making music has been the one consistent thread running through a restless life of inquiry and constant change. These songs are the expression of that life.