The Man

            I did my Saturday gig in Venice. It was pretty much the same. I got paid and the money from the gig will soon be spent on studio time to finish recording Things Have Gone and Changed. It’s a hand to mouth existence, but it beats the alternative of working for the man. Working for the man in my experience has been a disappointment. The man doesn’t care about his labor. The man has nickel and dimed me. The man seldom has money for a raise. He’ll squeeze you dry if you let him. If I’m going to be dry it might as well be on my terms, and it might well be by playing music, and writing books. After all who needs the man anyways?