Wendy Jane's Soul Shake

Naked on a white Pegasus horse with Afrosheen relaxed hair, or maybe, press and curl. Mouth rimmed with feathery moustache befitting a new prince.

He played every instrument. Every instrument.  Wrote every song. Recorded and produced the entire album.  I had never heard of such a thing.  I was 17. Prince was 21. This was not my crushing on Off The Wall Michael Jackson.  This was a bit dangerous. Like how […]

Keith Thompson

Seems I can’t meet with my new friend, Keith Thompson, without him plying me with little gifts each time I see him. This time it was a […]