Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Piano-Terra, No. 9: "Menage a trois"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Piano-Terra, No. 9:  "Menage a trois."


1)

BACK in the day...we were ALWAYS broke; dang guitars were either  busted or "in pawn". The bambinos had to eat.

Back in the day we could recite HAMLET; then we ended up living...IN ONE!? (Da Calling of Dweebs!) Strange gig: U didn't like it , either.

Back in the day...so many beers ago... a smile, cracked; a crease of ingenuity: God's breath - like too much sun? - literally, got under our skin. Go figure.

Back in the day - DON'T remind me. Let me remind myself! -  U walked the Talk and talked the WALK! - I remember;
... because there was U.


2)

NO GARLIC at the house. No garlic - piccolini-cucina! No garlic -medicio; no garlic at the Casa!... Piacenza (Pleasant ville) was founded by the Romans in 50 BC (before Coke) and sits on a slope/hillock over looking the river PO. (Po? -don't ask)... At the HOTEL DAVE (50 bucks per night/big screen whatsit) we were doing some renovations down in the cellar. We dug up a bronze plate-thingy. Inscribed, it was ancient bad graffiti but it said the same old shit: "In the house of Emeritus/it's Wednesday/NO garlic/kitchen barren/everyone is sick/and we HATE Dave Letterman!"


3)

HAMOUD, from Casablanca (Morocco) came by the HOTEL DAVE (U know the rates!)...plays better than Eric Clapton and Hollywood don't KNOW...Why should they? In THAT neck of the world "da kibbutz of Agents" rule the rotting Earth. Ask George Clooney, my neighbor, in Hollywood- Lago Como!

Hamoud, from Morocco, came by. Young fella, wearing a Jamaican-Rasta-multi-coloured wig thingy... Young fella, playing a mean 6-string!  Reminded me of PETE GREEN (early FLEETWOOD MAC); someone with class!
Naturally, when the beer ran out? -I kicked his ass out of me house!


c 2014/davedelacroix/lor4d borgo/Milan-Italy