Saw chris Smither last night and he played Desolation Row. It was a song I'd not listened to for a while. he left out the verse about TS Eliot and Ezra Pound - not sure why. Perhaps he likes old toilets or uncle ezra, or perhaps its calypso singers, who knows.

Anyway it really tore me up - reminded me of how unhappy I was at 19.
And how personally I took the lyrics - quite without the use of mind enhancing chemicals.

far from keeping us together . I think the music polarised us. It was us against them . My generation, right or wrong, and we were bloody sure we were right. Us against the straights and blue meanies.

actually we were probably right.

all the best

Big Al Whittle