Writings of a frustrated American living in America dreaming of the land he once discovered
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Arizona?!
Well worth the visit!




Well it has been a long while since I took time to think about writing. What with the end of school and trying to organize for the summer!
We spent the end of June motoring up from Phoenix Arizona through the Grand Canyon and Navajo country into Utah and Nevada. What a country! I would have to say, that part of the United States is just spell binding! I just love the stark wild beauty of the area, which flows from arid desert to bejeweled green covered canyons with cold crystal clear waters cascading cheerfully through.
This would have to be my second favorite world spot behind Italy, although Machu Picchu is up there as well!
Just a couple of shots, which don't do justice!
Well it has been a long while since I took time to think about writing. What with the end of school and trying to organize for the summer!
We spent the end of June motoring up from Phoenix Arizona through the Grand Canyon and Navajo country into Utah and Nevada. What a country! I would have to say, that part of the United States is just spell binding! I just love the stark wild beauty of the area, which flows from arid desert to bejeweled green covered canyons with cold crystal clear waters cascading cheerfully through.
This would have to be my second favorite world spot behind Italy, although Machu Picchu is up there as well!
Just a couple of shots, which don't do justice!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
All kinds of fuzzy, but lots of hair though!!
I had a lot of fun when I lived in Italy and this was one of those fun things. Playing in the band. Crowds were never that big except when we played the amphitheater in Florence, that was a good size crowd. What a fun show, to be on stage outdoors in an old Roman structure, to be making noise where others, albeit dressed in togas, may have done similar. Unfortunately I have no photo's of that, the individual responsible for the camera passed out in the car! We played these venues which were essentially state owned property which was taken over by these anarchists. Pretty wild the parties they used to throw, never really understood what they were doing, looking for free rent I suppose. There was this one place out near Pisa I think, an old castle. The stage was set about ten feet off the ground, we had to climb up a ladder in the back, crawl through a tiny sound room until you emerged onto the fifteen by eighteen foot stage. I didn't understand why until we started playing. I have never seen people slam dance to the blues and have never seen it since. Slam dancing. The violence with which these people threw themselves and each other around was rather amazing and rather scary. It became clear as to why the high stage was needed. That was an entertaining gig to say the least.
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