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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 1972, and believe me and you, Looked like it was gonna' Be a year to remember... We seemed to sense that, From the previous December.. It was time for our luck to break, And finally taste, That illusive "icing on the cake.." We were a band of three, All cousins, of course,. And loved our sweet music, Planning to be a major force, I played the organ, all hooked up to a wah wah.... Making odd sounds. Got stanger by the hour... Charlie played the drums, and an incredible talent he had.... Although as a person, He was often a "cad" The heart of the band, Was cousin Billy on bass, Much younger than us, You couldn't tell from his face... His full beard made us nickname him "wolfman" We teased him mercilessly, as often as one can... But he had an incredible magnetic aura about him, And was the most talented of us, We prayed he'd never get a beard trim... But his greatest talent, lay in golden voice.... One rarer than gold, And given a choice... He loved the blues, and sarcastic words, He made one laugh like dodo birds... We got a job, to play in May, And we were to headline a festival, And play all day! That's a tall order, and hard to achieve, We wonder if we would ever leave, the stage alive after a 12 hour day!? And just how many songs would we have to play? We all spent each weekend at my house to rehearse, Sometimes so frazzled, We started to curse... The task was intimidating, At least 200 a song..!! What would we do, If something went wrong? Each practice required a keg of beer... And for Charlie his pot.. By Sunday we were something to hear! And Each Sunday morning, We started the day, With PA at the window... And Billy's Baptist Rantings... With churchlike organ played Ending with Monkish chantings... In an all black neighborhood, We tooka great chance, But they loved our dumb music, And outside would oft dance... continued......
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