THIS Rhett Butler Will Never Die

I went to the Dirk Fest show at the Great American Music Hall on Friday night and had a really good time. I got some decent photos too. I should write this post at another time because my energy is really flat and I'm bordering on a depression. I made some notes while waiting for the show to start Friday night. I'll post them later I guess. About the final realization that I had about the time I spent attending Mabuhay Gardens between 1977-79. That the music set me free but that as far as an attempt of fitting into a social movement, it failed me. I walked in alone and that last night I ever went there, I walked away alone. Friday night I felt that same aloneness. I recognized no one. No one spoke to me. I hate this quandry about my life. Wanting to be a friend/associate/member yet still, I walk the streets alone. Now, this is not entirely fair to say because Friday night before the concert I phoned my friend Rita, who lives on Bush Street in SF, about 4 blocks away from the Gr...

it's been an interesting week. the after effects of the supposed food poisoning kept me in bed till Sunday. a depression has kicked in as a result and i've worked myself into a pretty good, isolation mood. tried to organize a photo stroll that was to take place this afterenoon but there were no takers. also, tonight and tomorrow night are the Dirk Dirksen Festivals in San Francisco. i had serious desire to attend this time last week. tonight, i could care less. i was going to tirade a bit about what a drag it is to try to organize, interest, and excite people to do something with you, and then i was going wonder out loud about what makes people then go silent in communications. i mean, you are talking about a plan on the phone and via emails, then silence. to say you are not interested in doing something by abstention of any sort of reply is rude. oh, i can't write this because by being vague in this manner i only lend more strength to confusion. tirade-ing anyway, aren...