I want to go back
to Mayacamas Vinyards
and plant grapes while singing "Workin on the Chain Gang"
I want to go Back
to Wrights Beach, sleep on the sand, Waves crashing.
I Want to go Back
To Goat Rock and fly my dome tent like a kite
I want to go back
To Duncan Mills Campground where the stars shined like a cosmic Hasbro Light-Bright and the sound of the Russian river lulled me to sleep.
I want to go back
to the days when young men wore their pants around their waist
and you never saw any ones boxers.
I want to go back
To KVON Radio station and play the long version of "Carry On" By Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young while smoking Hashish out side the studio
I want to go back
and work the concession stand selling coke and candy bars at one of my mom's concerts at the Napa Fairgrounds
While "Country Joe and The Fish" play an anti war song and become part of rock and roll history.
I want to go back
To Golden Gate Park and see the "Jefferson Airplane" for free
I want to go back and drive my 1960 Ford Falcon from San Jose to Napa
on $3.00 worth of gas with "Pink Floyd" blaring from the Eight Track.
I want to go back and pinpoint just where the Star ship Enterprise first appears in the opening credits for "Star Trek" and Ride the back roads of Hazzard County with the Duke Boys, Back to when Hoss Cartwright's 10 gallon hat was 15 gallons and the "Bolt Brothers" Ran Seattle and owned Bridal Veil mountain.
I want to go back to a simpler time and place where multi- thousand watt car stereos dont exist and 9/11 was just another date.
I want to Go Back
to my best friend Ron Brooks's house when UHF telivision was the latest thing
and wachikanoka the Indian and the "Old Sourdough" were a late nite offering on "KEMO" channel 20 from San Francisco, and The Robinson Family were"Lost In Space" and "WWW" was "The Wild Wild West" Not the "World Wide Web"
Damn How I want to go Back!
By R K Savage. July 25, 2007
Friday, May 22, 2015
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Wednesday, September 17, 2014
"Ocean's Dinosaur"
"Oceans Dinosaur"
(I'll Be Right Back)
Here is another Installment of "Tales of The Tide"
(I'll Be Right Back)
Here is another Installment of "Tales of The Tide"
To Recap How I met My Dear departed Friend "Ocean Waters"
In 1977(ish) My Friend Steve and I were hired to Build a stage for the first annual Russian River Country Music Festival and to work Beach Security on Johnson's Beach at Night. This is Where My First Encounter with "Ocean" Occurred.
On the first night I stationed myself at the N.W Entrance to make sure no one climbed over the small gate there. It was a dark moonless night and we were underneath the cover of large trees so there wasn't even any star light, so as you might imagine it was quite dark. As I stood there making small talk with some of the locals that had sorta camped out in line to get the best places on the beach for the concert I reached into my pocket for something and out dropped a hit of purple micro dot acid that I had gotten from one of the locals the day before. As you can imagine it was going to be impossible to find in the dark. I was just about to give up looking for it when a voice came out of the darkness and exclaimed "FOUND IT". I looked up to see this short Hippie looking guy with shoulder length hair wearing a flat brimmed cowboy type hat with a feather in the band. He started to hand me the hit of acid and I just told him, Man you found it so you keep it, my treat. I would not Know his name or see him again till years later when we would meet in Fairfield and discover in conversation that we had met before on that dark moonless night more than 4 years earlier and more than 100 miles away.
Jump ahead now to 1981 or 82 not sure which as in those days My Drug Use was at a Peak. We were (as usual) having a few people over the apt to "Party" My Friend Jim D Brought with him His Friend Ocean Waters and as I mentioned above we Discovered that we Had met a few years earlier in Guernville Ca.
One of the First things I discovered About "Ocean" was that he was Very Intelligent. He didn't have much formal schooling but he was an avid Reader of just about anything in print. He was also The perfect Homeless person and by that I mean he was good at it and preferred it to Living in a traditional apt or house or what have you. He was also sort of a Hippie Dippie Junk man. "Ocean was the owner of a 1954 International which had previously been a California dept of Forestry Truck with a camouflage paint Job. It was Equipped with Full Length side tool compartments as well as what was probably one of the first mobile Phones Mounted on the Dashboard (not working of Course) Well aboard this truck was just about "some of everything" or so it seemed. Countless were the times when in the coarse of an evening someone would be in need of something like the most obscure kind of nut or bolt or thingamajig or doohickey you could Possibly imagine for their "Tweaker Project" At some point some one would exclaim "If I only had....." Then from across the room you would here the words "I'll be Right Back" "Ocean" would then proceed to his "Mobile Junk Yard" and shortly thereafter return with just the right part to complete what ever was being built or repaired.
One night we were sitting in the Living room of Mine and Debbie's apt discussing having a yard sale because we had TONS of stuff to get rid of because we were planning on Moving. At some point the subject of advertising the Yard sale came up and I said that it was too bad we did not have a printing press to print up flyers to distribute about town. Suddenly from the other side of the room came that Familiar (you guessed it ) "I'll be Right Back" It was of course "Ocean" As he left the apt heading for his truck which we all referred to as "The Dinosaur" We looked at one another and I could tell we were all thinking, Naw, Can't be. Well we were wrong. Ocean soon returned carrying an old (but working Mimeograph Ink Drum printer along with about 200 sheets of paper, Ink and the The Carbon paper need for the template. My Artist Friend Mark drew up a fantastic poster style flyer onto the Carbon sheet and we proceeded to run off 200 flyers.
There were many occasions We would here those words "I'll be Right Back" The night we were watching a really good Movie on TV and the Tv went out, "Ocean" again, to the Dinosaur and back with a TV set It was a small portable B&W but at least we could finish watching the movie. On another Occasion My Nephew Eddie mentioned that he Had wanted to go snow skiing on the up coming week end but one of his skis was broken, (You Guessed it)
"BE RIGHT BACK" "Ocean" comes back with a set of snow skis AND the wax needed to prepare them. It really was kinda eerie at times, Like he was the All powerful "Wizard of ODD" because just about anything one would possibly need seemed to be tucked away somewhere aboard "The Dinosaur"
In 1977(ish) My Friend Steve and I were hired to Build a stage for the first annual Russian River Country Music Festival and to work Beach Security on Johnson's Beach at Night. This is Where My First Encounter with "Ocean" Occurred.
On the first night I stationed myself at the N.W Entrance to make sure no one climbed over the small gate there. It was a dark moonless night and we were underneath the cover of large trees so there wasn't even any star light, so as you might imagine it was quite dark. As I stood there making small talk with some of the locals that had sorta camped out in line to get the best places on the beach for the concert I reached into my pocket for something and out dropped a hit of purple micro dot acid that I had gotten from one of the locals the day before. As you can imagine it was going to be impossible to find in the dark. I was just about to give up looking for it when a voice came out of the darkness and exclaimed "FOUND IT". I looked up to see this short Hippie looking guy with shoulder length hair wearing a flat brimmed cowboy type hat with a feather in the band. He started to hand me the hit of acid and I just told him, Man you found it so you keep it, my treat. I would not Know his name or see him again till years later when we would meet in Fairfield and discover in conversation that we had met before on that dark moonless night more than 4 years earlier and more than 100 miles away.
Jump ahead now to 1981 or 82 not sure which as in those days My Drug Use was at a Peak. We were (as usual) having a few people over the apt to "Party" My Friend Jim D Brought with him His Friend Ocean Waters and as I mentioned above we Discovered that we Had met a few years earlier in Guernville Ca.
One of the First things I discovered About "Ocean" was that he was Very Intelligent. He didn't have much formal schooling but he was an avid Reader of just about anything in print. He was also The perfect Homeless person and by that I mean he was good at it and preferred it to Living in a traditional apt or house or what have you. He was also sort of a Hippie Dippie Junk man. "Ocean was the owner of a 1954 International which had previously been a California dept of Forestry Truck with a camouflage paint Job. It was Equipped with Full Length side tool compartments as well as what was probably one of the first mobile Phones Mounted on the Dashboard (not working of Course) Well aboard this truck was just about "some of everything" or so it seemed. Countless were the times when in the coarse of an evening someone would be in need of something like the most obscure kind of nut or bolt or thingamajig or doohickey you could Possibly imagine for their "Tweaker Project" At some point some one would exclaim "If I only had....." Then from across the room you would here the words "I'll be Right Back" "Ocean" would then proceed to his "Mobile Junk Yard" and shortly thereafter return with just the right part to complete what ever was being built or repaired.
One night we were sitting in the Living room of Mine and Debbie's apt discussing having a yard sale because we had TONS of stuff to get rid of because we were planning on Moving. At some point the subject of advertising the Yard sale came up and I said that it was too bad we did not have a printing press to print up flyers to distribute about town. Suddenly from the other side of the room came that Familiar (you guessed it ) "I'll be Right Back" It was of course "Ocean" As he left the apt heading for his truck which we all referred to as "The Dinosaur" We looked at one another and I could tell we were all thinking, Naw, Can't be. Well we were wrong. Ocean soon returned carrying an old (but working Mimeograph Ink Drum printer along with about 200 sheets of paper, Ink and the The Carbon paper need for the template. My Artist Friend Mark drew up a fantastic poster style flyer onto the Carbon sheet and we proceeded to run off 200 flyers.
There were many occasions We would here those words "I'll be Right Back" The night we were watching a really good Movie on TV and the Tv went out, "Ocean" again, to the Dinosaur and back with a TV set It was a small portable B&W but at least we could finish watching the movie. On another Occasion My Nephew Eddie mentioned that he Had wanted to go snow skiing on the up coming week end but one of his skis was broken, (You Guessed it)
"BE RIGHT BACK" "Ocean" comes back with a set of snow skis AND the wax needed to prepare them. It really was kinda eerie at times, Like he was the All powerful "Wizard of ODD" because just about anything one would possibly need seemed to be tucked away somewhere aboard "The Dinosaur"
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Well Hell. Looks like I MAY have another Heart Blockage. Having an angio gram Monday to determine if I do. Been very symptomatic with left arm and neck muscle contractions and pain. Chest pain and tingling sensations in my jaws along with BP spikes. Doc THINKS it MAY be anxiety related but playing it safe and checking it out anyway. I sure hope there is no Blockage. Not sure I could withstand another surgery. Really kinda scared. I don't know if anybody reads this or not but if you do. Wish me luck, OK? Feeling scared and alone.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Well it's been quite a while since I've posted anything here.Mainly because since my last post I have undergone Double by-pass open heart surgery. The stents that they put in in October 2011 Clotted off as well as another artery. So April 20th I had the surgery followed by six weeks of agonizing pain from having my chest cracked open. Then to make matters worse I developed pneumonia. I am now on a Low fat, low sodium Low cholesterol and in my opinion low TASTE Diet. But we have to do what we have to do. One good thing that came out of this is that I have lost over 30 LBS. which is a GOOD thing. I still need to lose about 20-30 more and I'll be happy. PEACE ALL. :-)
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