Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "42nd St...."

Our Man in Europre/dave delacroix/ "42nd  St.!"


WHISKY, Bitch in a bottle, and  the Wreck U leave , yes U - behind, leave, UN-clothed,  no love, no smile best Poet, UP-STATE, river, Jazz-Kid: No words? The Fuck U leave without a WANDA BRA!?

ZIG-ZAG, hope on Hope? For YOU this side of YOU? Wearing Plaid, this side, pin striped of Plaid?
Kiss-kiss in Innocent, no premise? No PRE-MINISTRATION: And all the kisses of 42nd. Street.
What IS that, and, U and I, what is that... we have not found?

ZIG-ZAG:  No hope for fools,. Dweebs, People from Forest Hills, Queens, Flatbush , Bensonhurst, ; people with 2 Legs, 2 arms, a Dick,, a virginity, a heart, a love, under the RAZZ of 42nd Street?

Outside of 42nd Street, Manhattan, New York City, USA : As it ever occured to U that COOL people ABIDE, Whisky Bitch, San Francisco,
Shoot Me, Kids. I'm on 42nd St. .. It'll be alright...:)


c 2016/davedelacroix/.....

Our Man In Europe/dave delacroix/ "FIGARO!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "FIGARO!"


...It was ALWAYS a tough GIG. Took a God Damn USA Immigrant (Dave) to park the Chevrolet, take care-the Kids, get em' 3 squares, took the Elders under his wings and paid for the TOMB, flowers, for great American people who OVER-dosed, played Guitar, died young, or gave kisses, unrequited, but were YOURS... my American blood and friends?

It was always a tough  MALIBU gig to think  of  FAMILY, with  NO Food, NO water, bread, maybe  GIT some Vino, salad on the side? -some "CALL";  and/or write letters home; Letters of Love?

In Paradise? There is only.. UN-certainty.

It was ALWAYS a tough gig, Malibu -Neptune's Net. this side of the California-Ventura, County Line;
Some confusion: Perhaps... we have met?



c 2016/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sicili-Italia.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Last BLOW-JOB!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The LAST BLOW-JOB!"


WINTER: Trouble with South-Eastern Sicily? It's supposed to be short and QUICK; and then arrives the Tourists! But like the "Santa Anna's" in Southern California, it keeps "cropping" UP and like watching a boiling Pot boil, you may as well recline and read "War & Peace"?
There's NO accounting for those mornings of sunshine and come dusk? -You're freezing your Dick off! -And that's no lie!

The late, great, JEFF DAHL (Songwriter-Maestro) wrote a song entitled: "Stick your Dick in the Wind!". But, alas, not HERE; or the "Little Soldier" in YOU may/might just fold up and DIE; and THAT, once again, ain't no lie!

Better save it, ME-BOYS for late Summer whence arrives the leaden veil of the Sirocco...or sweet October...and the new Wine?
The LAST "Blow-Job". The stuff Old Men's dreams are made of...


c 2016/April 8/davedelacroix/modica-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "In the Name of Love.,.."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...In the name of Love."


ISIS, Al Queda, Mosad, CIA, MI5, Russia, China: In the name of Love, Pakistan, India; In the Name of Love: IS IT HELL? Is it Love or War? Your Toyota car? Your FOOD, your swimming pool and ALL the things U want but do not NEED or cannot USE on a Sunday....as you look to your PEOPLE and say: "It's OK.!"?  In the Name of Love, put down the sword. The ENEMY is YOU!


c 2016/dave delacroix: I/WE: will not go to WAR!!!...we'd rather share bread...in the name of Brotherly love.

Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "ALL the Young Dudes."

Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "All the Young Dudes."



"......All the young Dudes,
 she sighs,
 65 years and kickin'
a dozen or more lifestyle,
 now folded, posted and stamped
or kicked to the road-side;

"I remember, I remember,"
she softly sings,
 a Poet with a lullaby?
(Let her sing!)

She sez:
Some were lawyers.
Some Gigolos!
Some were in BIZ-NESS!
Some were Soldiers, killed in war;
Some were down-right
KALAMAZOO,

and some fat
some athletically LEAN;
all the young Dudes:
A Violin, a Mandolin;
your fathers and sons;
gone, gone, with the Wind?

"Now I sit, Dave?" -in interview
with Dave Delacroix,
and she chuckles, with SPIN
and WEAVE for eternity
in infinity....:

A tale told by an Idiot-Wanton;
-Don't mean much?
Kick Ass and ashes to ashes;
Red dress and blue sash?

"Whose to know HELL
or some sweet kiss?"
She speaks, breast heaving
"All the Young Dudes?"
"All those KIDS?
(Almost screaming:)
she sez  "But I ... I was a sweet kid too...?"




c 2016/davedelacroix/Mia Casa...

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Rene Magrite"

Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "Rene Magrite"...


(Predictably:) Is it Raining? Cirrhosis Joe from Scotland,  Glasgow town, replies: "I believe SO!"? I've KNOWN this Cat - on and - on - for 20 years or more/still pisses me off; he'll call a black Cat Plaid, or Yin & Yang, and the best guy in town, till some Idiot gave him a huge legacy/ a Colt 45 to shoot down, instantly, instant critics and retire in style?  Even as we speak sad moms and bawling kids rain laments down like umbrellas?


c2016/davedelacroix/Foreskin-Hollywood, USA.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "How High the Moon?"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "How High the Moon?"


Do U schmooze...high on the booze, pumped up on pills... any full moon, the wrong side of the Sun? A temptation? Wotcha-gonna-do, this side of Mercury with Venus fucking your Insides and Mars on the horizon?
Do U schmooze, high on the breeze, pumped up on pills, any full moon? Schmoozing?  OK: So Schmooze...and how high the moon?...


c 2016/davedelacroix/Modica-Sicily.