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  1. Thanks Buckeye, that's cool! Happy solstice, everyone!
  2. What made me smile today: Christmas Carols for the Mentally Challenged 1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear? 2. Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Queens Disoriented Are 3. Amnesia --- I Don't Know if I'll be Home for Christmas 4. Narcissistic --- Hark! the Herald Angels Sing About Me 5. Manic --- Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants 6. Paranoid --- Santa Claus is Coming to Get Me 7. Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts of Roasting Someone on an Open Fire 8. Full Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll tell You Why 9. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder ---Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells ... 10. Agoraphobia --- I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, But I'm not leaving My House 11. Senile Dementia --- Walking in a Winter Wonderland Miles From My House in My Slippers and Robe 12. Oppositional Defiant Disorder --- I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus So I Burned Down the House Also, IT'S FRIDAY!!
  3. Thanks Steve. Good question. They flirted a bit with Marin County, but never really settled in there, did they?
  4. Oh, man. Now you tell me. Those early Faires would never be topped, begun in the 1960s in Southern California, with the fall shows held in the Black Point Forest in Novato, beautiful, black oak studded hills overlooking San Francisco bay (now dotted with high priced condos): They were put on by people genuinely into the spirit of the Renaissance (lots of hippies), very careful about accuracy. They're some of my fondest memories from being a teenager; my friends and I would wander in velvet dresses through the oaks, running into all sorts of characters, both part of the faire or attendees, freely offering mind expanding drugs, mead, melons, and baudy music making. You could sit and learn crafts of the period, or watch some pretty amazing acting, jousting and juggling. It was a blast. And like everything else from that period, soon became much more commerical and less fun. I went for a couple of years... of course, utterly missing Page and Plant. (Like I used to go to Winterland fairly frequently - a couple years after Zeppelin played there. Like I went to the summer show at Kezar Staudium - the week before Zeppelin's. Like I had tickets to the Zeppelin show in Oakland - in 1975. Like I didn't go to the last US show because I hated Days on the Green. Don't mind me. I'll just be sitting in the corner crying into my mead, waiting for good news for '09.)
  5. Yes, I think you're correct on both counts. Don't think it did help her "career," such as it was, did it? She was a model, and I do think she was influenced by and posed in the mode of the GTOs - who then went on to be less than kind to her, if I'm not mistaken. Seems like the detour into being a Band Aid derailed her from that career, for sure. Maybe it's a good thing; she didn't remain a young woman exploited for her looks and her history. Her mother may have had her hands full, but... to let her daughter get into that scene at that age always struck me as terribly irresponsible, and probably self-serving, no matter how you slice it. She was the number one person who should've set boundaries, and seems to have set none at all, instead; everything else flows from that. Why she didn't or couldn't is a mystery we'll never solve...
  6. Girls Together Outrageously... proto-type feminists. Important to remember how much the introduction of The Pill and the explosion of Elvis, the Beatles, and rock in general sexually liberated young ladies, then. Still a sticky subject, how much sexuality a girl or woman may express without being labelled a slut, a ho, a bimbo, etc... never much question when it's men, though. Partly, society's morals never caught up to how much birth control liberated women physically.
  7. Excellent question, and good point. Well, she did marry Marquis Des Barres...
  8. Nor I. Concerning Miss P, while I am not one to hold a double standard, I will say this: if you choose a life of being famous for hanging out with rock stars, in return for which you have sexual relations that clearly don't start out based on falling in love, it's a bit odd to behave as if the gentlemen (ahem) owe you something after the good times stop rolling. A continued friendship would be icing on the cake, is all. The quid pro quo is fairly clear, and it seems she enjoyed the physical part, herself. To think Page would forever treat her as a special woman in his life is expecting too much. He moved on, which is hardly surprising, especially after the appearance of children. Just my $.02, and meaning no disprespect to Miss P. She knew what she wanted, she went for it, and she makes no excuses, which is cool. She got treated the same way in return, seems to me.
  9. Yes. Keeping in mind, this was before fax machines, cell phones, internet access, etc. Hard to track down a Winnebago in a National Park... I really think (pure conjecture but seems common sense to me) that political soft shoeing had to be going on with cops, DAs, and Graham and company, too... who knew it sadly wouldn't be necessary for entirely different reasons.
  10. Not to put too fine a point on it, the men weren't exactly celibate either. Seems to me they'd could and did get laid everywhere they went. Man hos, the lot of them. Surrounded by woman hos, if we must put it that way. It was the 70's after all, and AIDS had yet to rear it's ugly head. Rock on...
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