OUR MAN in BELIZE, dave delacroix, No:70: "OLD ROCKSTARS never DIE."

OUR MAN in BELIZE, dave delacroix, No:70: "Old ROCKSTARS never DIE."

dedicato: Damon Wood.

OLD ROCKSTARS NEVER DIE, old SONGWRITERs; bastards are ETERNAL!!! Old Rockstars dust off their Guitars, drum kits, bloody BASS whoosit. Old Keyboards/Synths get dust UN-covered, microphones get doused in Vinegar; U sing "I feel Free" U get COVID. 

OLD ROCKSTARS, still using the same BARBER/their Groupie Gal who decided on a worthless 3 Chord Security blanket with a knack for cooking LENTILS; What's an old AXE-Man-Momma gonna DO in upstate New York, outside of PARIS or London's "Home Counties", places the Underground never reached? 

OLD ROCKSTARS never Die past the 27-Club; "How OFT" said SYD BARRET/Pink Floyd or Jeremy-whoosit from FLEETWOOD-MAC: " I could-a bin a contender/Lord knows I masturbated enough!?" TWANG!!!

 OLD ROCKSTARDOES never bloody die; they just think of the "POWER & GLORY" that they failed to achieve, now living in leafy suburbs borrowing money off their Old Mum!

 OLD ROCKSTARS never die. A new pair of skinny-pants; their very own TRIBUTE BAND that wails, now OUT of THEIR TIME resounding into perpetual obscurity. Like ME.

RAINER MARIA RILKE, early Rockstar: "Who if I cried out...would hear Me amongst the Order of the Angels!?"...Poor bastard never had any money?

c.2021, dave delacroix, corozal-belize./Zoot-Allors!.... MUSIC is FREE!