Yeah, at 61 now, I accept these things more readily, I suppose.
Loved the guy; and loved the drugs too.
It was there. I ain't gonna deny it.
But, as we all are realizing, some of us, too late, and others, not getting the message yet, drugs will not enhance your life, your playing, or any other expectations you might have.
There is no shortcut to musical or other artistic venues, through drugs.
I've certainly tried.
Works for a while. But eventually, leads to the "path-of-nowhere". Memory loss, for one. Personality change - "Who Are You, now"?
But, I can see why we all want to change our CONCIOUSNESS. It's almost essential, for creativity to flow.
We are not "UP" all the time. Having to work a mundane and boring job for eight to ten, maybe 12 hours a day - and now, you gotta get your butt to a band stage or recording studio - and then supposed to be in a creative/positive frame of mind - ?
How some of those cats did it back then? Amazing. Think about it. Not much on the highways for stop-overs and places to eat. Especially if you were heading into uncharted areas? No air-conditioning. Vehicles that were pretty much unreliable for long-distant treks, back then.
Anyway, drifting a bit here. But spare the guy. He gave us all some great music, direction, and no nonsense.
Let's celebrate this. I think he was absolutely brilliant; even with his shortcomings. BTW - we all have them.
Yeah, Gram - Rest In Peace
